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He took a deep breath. Ahh, the smell of freedom, sweet. Back to business. He tramped back to the Inn, snow, slush, snow. A woman. I will bend her to my will. They ruin it. They talk too much, quickly. I answer, they don't listen, I repeat myself. They question more, the woman loses interest. They k...

So, although an immediate plot is not immediately in play, I would like to immediately ask... How long am I to be jailed? Is it an overnight, or did you throw away the key? Yes, I meant to stir the pot and cause trouble, but I would like to continue my quest for domination. I don't think my actions ...

I wandered through the trees... Scraping the face as I make haste through the snow, slush, snow... To the building. Abaddon looked up. The sign read Wild Rose Inn. He entered. I was surrounded by many faces, and a few weapons (why the fuss?). I tired to begin the speech, they argued, a tour, that wa...

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"Hey! I didn't even eat the mousse!"

Threatened in public? How about a public threat? Abaddon approached the Abbey curious as to what his mentor was up to amongst the crowd. The halls echoed with the many voices shouting. Abaddon could barely concentrate, walking bewildered through the crowd searching for a familiar face among stranger...

Name: Abaddon Age: ??? Height: 6'4" Weight: 280lbs Race: Daemon in human form Description: Red mohawk and moustache. _______________________________________ Pain. I could feel the pain. It isn't my pain, but it feels good to feel the pain. I could feel it, and it feels good. The vessel is weak. Dark...

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