| Roleplay from Smeagenwulf
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| "Look at all this money I made scalping tickets to that duel! Look at it!" cried Smea with glee, shoving a pile of gold coins into Grum's face, "LOOK!"
"I'm looking, I'm looking already!"
"With this I can finally afford that bookcase I've had my eye on at the market." said Smeagenwulf dreamily.
"Bookcase?" asked Grum "Not supplies or provisions or, you know, things to keep us alive?"
"Hogwash, we can steal those things whenever. You can't find a good bookcase robbing peasants, let me tell you."
"You don't even have any books!" snapped Grum.
"Yet!" said Smea.
"Grum," he said after a moment, "I have a very important mission for you."
"Of course you do..." said Grum, sighing and planning his next nap.
"You are to write at least sixty books for me to put in my bookcase. I like murder mystery novels, mayhap with a supernatural twist at the end. Romance is also good just make sure it's not too mushy, and scribble me some historical fiction while you're at it."
"Sure sir, anything you want," Yawned Grum and walked away to his tent.
"And some philosophical dissertations too!" called Smea after him, adding to himself: "Not to read, I just want to look all smart and stuff."
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| Davendrall,
It bothers me there's a Smeagenwulf out there with drawings of you naked. So I propose we steal those drawings from him.
First, I shall offer to buy them from him. You should act outraged after I suggest that. If I can't convince him to sell them all, then perhaps I can get him to reveal their hiding place. If this works, I suggest you ransack his camp or where ever it is and steal the drawings. Even if he does agree to sell them all, I still think you should try to ransack his camp and steal whatever's left there, because he probably has extras somewhere.
If he doesn't sell them and the first attempt at stealing them doesn't work, then I shall try stealing them. And if that doesn't work, we'll do all sorts of unspecified horrible things to his camp and his cats.
To limit the damage to our persons, the stealing should probably be connected by peasants/minions and/or soldiers, not by ourselves. Also, we shall need a large amount of catnip or other sedatives to combat his shaved cats.
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| I reckon your just jealous of him
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| ???
What do you mean, jealous of him?
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Well...he has a load of pictures of me...and you seem to want them an awful lot...
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| Only to protect your modesty! I was going to burn them.
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Suuuuuuuure
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| Hey! Just because I don't like men doesn't mean I want to see you naked!
...besides they'd be perfect blackmail material!
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| PRETEND THAT LAST SENTENCE WASN'T THERE YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Sure. Thats why you looked so interested in the bushes hmm? And how could you possibly blackmail me with them? You seem more offended at other people seeing my naked body than I am!
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| I was not in the bushes! That was someone else!
As for that, that was a ruse to trick you into helping me get them!
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| It was definitely you. I recognized your feet. And so you admit it! You do want naked pictures of me!
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| My feet?! How could you recognize my feet?! If it was anyone's feet, it was surely my squire's, Jessie!
AND I WANTED THE PICTURES TO BLACKMAIL YOU WITH, DAMMIT! I'm out of wine and I need to save all my gold to pay my troop...
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Lies! All Lies! And it was definitely your feet. You have very distinctive feet
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| Distinctive feet?!
ARE YOU INSULTING MY FEET?!
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| No. In fact quite the opposite. You should take it as a complement. Your feet are one of your best features. Quite attractive really.
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| ???
I am... confused. How can one's feet be attractive? Besides, I was wearing boots when I was hiding in the bushes!
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| ... uhm. I mean my squire was wearing boots, yeah.
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Aha! You admit it. I must say the boots do look great to. Though I would much like to see your incredibly attractive feet without them on wink
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| I have no idea what you mean! I am as dense as one of Smeagenwolf's bricks and wouldn't know the meaning of whatever it is you are implying!
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| I meant i'd like to see your feet...NAKED!
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| Personal Letter from Anneliese
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| YOU INSULT MY MODESTY! YOU'LL NEVER SEE MY FEET NAKED!
From henceforth, I shall only wear boots around you and shall never take them off!
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| Personal Letter from Davendrall
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| Fine. No naked pictures for you. Just try and bribe Smeagenwulf without me. He will be unconvinceable! Only I have the perfect plan
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For the next part to the thrilling Adventures of One Drunk and her Rabbit read Chapter 2.
