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[mornaquilde]

*can't help but feel that the twins deserve some sort of reward for a record-breaking underage infiltration into a strip club*

*takes them out to the park and plies them with candy*

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[tar_calion]

*Rides past on his rather wayward horse, looking like he's been dragged through a hedge backwards, forwards and sideways.*

*Mutters* Elves can't school horses for shit...

[mornaquilde]

*spots you and waves*

[tar_calion]

*Turns his horse towards you or at least tries to.*

*After much prancing and protesting from the beast, finally bends it to his will.*

Most disobedient little bugger I've ever met! :|

[mornaquilde]

Heh... you don't remember my mother's horse. THAT'S a real evil minded bastard.

[tar_calion]

I'll tame him! I WILL. Numenoreans are good horsemen, I'll show him!

[dark_peredhel]

OME, Uncle Pharre!?

[tar_calion]

o_0

"Uncle"? What!?

[mornaquilde]

Ah. Uhm. When you were taller you were sort of like an unofficial uncle.

[tar_calion]

O-kay...

So. I have a son AND unofficial nephews and nieces. Great. >.<

[dark_peredhel]

*nods* You taught me swordfighting. :D

[tar_calion]

Well at least you're not a girlie-girl. Girlie-girls are dull.

[dark_peredhel]

What, the kind that sit around doing their hair and complaining about their broken nails all day? Pfft. As if.

[cunafinwe]

*stares at the bedraggled figure lumbering towards them*

ARRRRGH! ERFWORMWHORE!!!!!!!!!!!

[tar_calion]

A what? Are you quite well, child?

[terafinwe]

*stares*

'ave you been diggin' up slimies?

[tar_calion]

*Dismounts* No. I just fell off my horse five times in one day.

Are you Caranthirë's twins?