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Oh, this is unbelievable... We can hardly go anywhere without trouble snapping at our heels. Is this what it's like to be in the company of nobodies outside of Castle Oblivion? Does chaos really follow them so completely wherever they go?
Because if the answer is yes, I can see why I'm now in a cramped little bar, being chased by a burly (and very hairy) man I can only liken to an ape. We've been mistaken for friends of someone who caused trouble here before we came(Is it actually possible to swing a sword that long in a place this size? And is it really possible for bangs to be that pointy?)
Better to be hiding in a rowdy bar than to be mauled by Larxene, I guess...
Although this really isn't much better...
Because if the answer is yes, I can see why I'm now in a cramped little bar, being chased by a burly (and very hairy) man I can only liken to an ape. We've been mistaken for friends of someone who caused trouble here before we came(Is it actually possible to swing a sword that long in a place this size? And is it really possible for bangs to be that pointy?)
Better to be hiding in a rowdy bar than to be mauled by Larxene, I guess...
Although this really isn't much better...