P(O)TATOES [Gifts from The Exiles!] Boil em, mash em, put em in a stew

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    Well this was a certainly easy task for the male to carry out, a cart behind him trembling with the sound of clinking glass as he paused by the boarder. There was an old sheet covering his load, so no one could really see what was inside...a suprise! How fun for them!


    "Yoo-hoo!" he sang, practically dancing in place with excitement. "Oh Scarclan! I've got a gift for yooooooou! Courtesy of the good people of The Exiles, come on down and collect you prize!"


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    [fancypost bgcolor= #262626; bordercolor= ; borderwidth= 0px; width: 470px; height: 10px; text-align:right; font-family:courier; color: #BDBDBD]...he'd stop looking for me, and he wouldn't be mine anymore![/fancypost]

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    [size=6pt]★ trek

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;]SCARCLAN — CENTURION — HOVER FOR TAGS — ATTACK IN BLACK[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]"Yeah, no." Bruce growled as he came over, tail flicking with irritation. He attempted to force a gust of wind towards BRACKENWING, trying to shoo him away from the territory.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= #262626; borderwidth= 0px; width: 470px; height: 10px; text-align:left; font-family:courier; color: #BDBDBD]If he knew who I was...[/fancypost]
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    "Whoa!" he cried out, wind ruffling his fur and pushing with more than enough force to make him take a few steps back. The sheet was blown off the cart, revealing several bottles of alcohol. "I was just trying to be nice...! Well fine then, smell you later!" he jabbed his tongue out, turning and dashing away.


    The package was left behind and nothing seemed to be tampered- but if anyone drank it they would realize that the beer had been diluted and ruined with white vinegar. It was as innocent as an Exile prank could get, the worse damage anyone would get would be a bad taste in their mouth and risk the possibility of a belly ache.


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    [size=6pt]★ trek