But it was that Thursday that had provided the smile upon his face that week. Because deep in his cold heart, Simon detested parties. He could enjoy the company and respect the art, but as a whole, there was no real tactical advantage to be gained. Such events made one soft. Such events presented too many prying ears and too many unknown
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hahah thanks for the writeup, as I was curious about what transpired.
*applause*
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Dude you so need to become a Carthian
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