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The front door opens and in walks Kaz sans horse.
However he is carrying a bag over his shoulder. When he see's where he is at he smiles and takes a seat ordering some hot chocolate from a passing wait-rat.
Rustling through his bag he takes out a book. It would look anceint to those in modern times but it's a fairly new release.
Poke at will.
However he is carrying a bag over his shoulder. When he see's where he is at he smiles and takes a seat ordering some hot chocolate from a passing wait-rat.
Rustling through his bag he takes out a book. It would look anceint to those in modern times but it's a fairly new release.
Poke at will.