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[socarnivorously]

[ tuesday evening, while he is at val's bonfire ]

[ Dragonmail: Ravindra Savarna ]

[ man this shit is not even wrapped. the flower wreathe val bestowed upon him is hooked around a bottle of wine (two-thirds emptied) and actually kept there by a vine tying the two together.

the postage is just slapped onto the bottle. below it: ] Happy summer solstice. Don't drink if you're still [ 'feeling bad' but he forgets to finish the sentence ]


[ Dragonmail: Acher [ ... what was his last name, fuck, it started with an O, didn't it? it takes a few tries before he spells it correctly and the dragon actually takes it ] Ostendramm ]

[ here's another wreathe

and a swiped bottle of shochu (he has no idea what these kanji characters mean)

the postage is also right on the bottle, but below it: ] Berserker? Like to hear the story --A

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[fearnoreproach]

Of course. I spent the better part of two decades practicing at combat.

[Pen tap. Actually...]

Or remember doing so. I suppose I should be thankful it carried over.

[socarnivorously]

[ brb harassing your former player ]