[s]Goal: 100,000 New Goal: 200,000[/s] New Goal: 250.000

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

reboot?

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

smack it?

[paetric]

Steel toed boots were invented for a reason.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

oh, good. all better?

[paetric]

I don't know who this guy was but he has some killer credentials.

 

Bob Anderson RIP

 

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

gees. even i recognise his work... never heard of him, but... beautiful.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

and another new member to welcome... two in one night. these things come in thress tho.

 

http://www.dragonmount.com/forums/topic/66433-welcome-mat-ar-to-the-bt/

 

mat al'rends

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

... threes

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rawry morning

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its been quiet for too long

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I shall slowly spam this place back to life

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even though its horribly early, especially for me

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my plans of go to sleep after 12 at night and wake up at 11 in the morning have been foiled

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I had to wake up early

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i feel better now though

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much better

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not 100% but better

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just spammin'

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I have something to say

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but I'll wait until I have a woman to roll her eyes at me

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Rand: From now on, only two Maidens will guard me when I am in the palace.

 

Sulin: That may be dangerous.

 

Rand: What are the odds someone will try to harm me?

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Rand: I’m the Dragon Reborn. How are things going at the farm?

 

Torval: So you are the Dragon Reborn, eh? We must kill you.

 

Gedwyn: Kill the Dragon Reborn.

 

Rochaid: Kill the Dragon Reborn.

 

Taim: Ah. Heh, heh. They’re kidding, my Lord Dragon. When you train male channelers in warfare, they make jokes about killing you. Specifically you.

 

Rand: Keep up the good work. I must get back to my palace, where only two Maidens guard me, and sometimes not even that.

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Bashere: See how my 9,000 Saldaean riders can ride while doing handstands on their saddles, and bouncing off the ground, and standing on each others’ shoulders.

 

Rand: Yes, I can see how riding into battle while doing a handstand on your horse would throw an enemy into panic.

 

Bashere: You should see the enemy flee when we start breakdancing.

 

Rand: That would make me flee.

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Rand: I love you. You must go far, far away.

 

Aviendha: I love you. I must give you stony stares. And glares.

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Bashere: Perrin, I must train you in Saldaean ways. You must yell at your wife like this… DEIRA!!! PUNCH!!! NOW!!!

 

Deira: Yes, dear.

 

Bashere: But only when she wants you to. Sometimes she wants you to be soft and gentle, like this… I love you, my cuddly little honey-bunny.

 

Deira: Yes, dear.

 

Bashere: And sometimes she wants to yell at you, like this….

 

Deira: DAVRAM!!! MASSAGE MY BACK!!! NOW!!

 

Bashere: Yes, dear. And sometimes she wants to be soft and gentle with you, like this…

 

Deira: I will perch on your shoulder, my big, strong rock of a husband.

 

Bashere: So you see, it’s not that hard. Do you know anything about babbling women who don’t know what they want?

 

Perrin: Well, I grew up in the Two Rivers.

 

Bashere: Oh, you’ll be fine. But if you do get anything wrong, I will kill you.