| She approaches swiftly carring the tray. |
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 | I made this desert for you my Jarl. | |
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| Wheres my mead wench!!! | |
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| Setting the tray down she scurried on away. |
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| Right away Jarl!! | |
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| Beat bond later. | |
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| Changed with an elaborate serve she returned |
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| Your mead my Jarl. | |
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| Wheres the rest of it??!! | |
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