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Abnormal-Child	Jul 29 2008, 11:16 AM
Administrator Posts: 538 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: April 13, 2008	“Politics is the sword. Politician are the ones who send folk like me off to die to improve their wealth. Politics, fat men, with fat wallets I say”, Giggles answer, spitting into the dirt on the subject. He hated Politics, always a way to start a argument Giggles said. He sat in silence for a time as the pair spoke of things he didn’t understand or would even understand. He loved to travel, but not to meet new people but to see new things. His life was short and sights were something that would get him by, not friendships with folk from distant lands. He spat again into the dirt. “While we’re on the topic of herbs, Ill hope neither of you mind myself lighting up a pip”, Giggles mutter as he moved to his back pack and rummaged though it until he came across a fine looking wooden pipe and gathered up some fluffy brown moss and thumbed it into the end. With a smile he gripped hold of a small ember of fire and ripped it from the fire and forced it into the pip and took a a few puff to get it going. Odd how be never though about it but he had quite the talent with Fire, much like any of his race, even if he didn’t quite no any spells as of yet. A purple mist rolled from his nostrils and mouth, its spelled like chocolate in a way as he rolled out over the camp area and seemed to aggravate the flames of the fire. A a sharp toothy grin formed over Giggles face as he stared deep into the flames of the fire and saw many twisted images rise and fall in the flames and smoke. Some say the moss Giggles smoke helped one see the very spirits, other simply said it’s caused someone to becoming rather enlightened. With a smile he pulled the pipe from his lips and offered it out toward the others.


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