[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Once again, Leigh-Anne had absolutely no idea what the herb was or what it did. However, it looked a little strange - sinister, in a way. Perhaps this was the poisonous plant? Oh whatever. The squire waited for someone to answer the question correctly, listening in.
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[size=16pt]never gettin back, gettin tired of listenin'[/size]
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[size=9pt]leigh-anne • sunclan • squire • seven moons • easy • bold when attacking[/size]
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