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[grumpyopa]

My broadsword--where is it? Who has taken it? [...] Who has taken me?

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[child_abuser]

Yeah, they got mine too. Better settle in.

[grumpyopa]

That doesn't answer who they are.

[child_abuser]

Hell if I know. Town's got a Mayor and a police chief named Grady. They're probably behind it. Can't say for sure.

[grumpyopa]

Where can I find the chief of this village, then?

[bornwithskison]

[He sounds tired and a little hoarse]

Mayfield took it. Took you, too.

[grumpyopa]

Who is Mayfield?

[bornwithskison]

It's the name of this town.

[grumpyopa]

I'd like to speak with the chief.

[when_in_me]

Haha, wow, you sound a lot like someone I used to know! Good thing you aren't him, because that would really suck!

[grumpyopa]

[...]

I could say the same to you.

[when_in_me]

Okay haha stop sounding like Germania now, it's annoying.

[grumpyopa]

I cannot sound like that which I am not...

[no_mountains]

Don't know, but if you search some, there's beer that's okay.

[grumpyopa]

Where there's alcohol is not my concern.

[no_mountains]

Since we can't escape anyway and there aren't even porn shops, there isn't much else that one would be concerned about.

[grumpyopa]

My concern is where I am and where my blongings are.

[dynamic_may_lee]

-A shame for him that waifu is still in psycho killer mode. And stalking him.-

[grumpyopa]

[Germania is just ransacking the whole house trying to find where his damn sword went. He won't be cleaning that mess up later, either.]

[dynamic_may_lee]

-That's good. Neither will she. And now she's ready to pounce, claws sharp and at spread.-

[grumpyopa]

[My Barbarian senses are tingling!

But he doesn't act on them. More slowly he rummages around in a drawer in the living room, and listens for something--not entirely sure what.]