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Yeah no shit, try asking random people about a bird owned by someone you don't know!_ Javal countered __ell still you got it!_ Javal acknowledged this with a small grin __ow what?_ Javal asked Ingra scratched his head __eah...Well Dilmore suggested the idea....Not me.

Who are you after?___he snarky asshole one.___ould you be a little more specific.___he one who has a staff and throws their toys out of the pram that one.___oh.___eah.

Then she stood on tiptoe and kissed him sweetly on the lips, __ promise you a love affair with a sun-bathed Austrian princess beyond anything you imagine__n love, in beauty, in intensity. A love that will power you to the end of our time together. You are going to be a fortunate man, Geoffrey Ashbrook.

So what have I missed._ Ingra asked Javal __ot much but hey I managed to reach your friend in Islette so all's good._ Javal sounded nervous but why would he be nervous?

Agres look!_ Tria pointed Agres looked around __ery clever...._ cheeky bastard Tria and Agres now found themselves back on a mountain top oh on not again

Agres!_ she hissed again even louder this time __HAT!_ Tria smiled __h good you are alive.

It took us a stupid amount of time but we did it.

And Dilmore seems to be ignoring us again._ Tria says

This doesn't feel right Agres..._ Tria whispered __onsense!_ Agres replied.

Welp I'm fucked, how am I meant to do that?! __ilmore?

This should be fun see how much we can annoy them this time._ __nnoy is such a harsh word..._ Tria teased.