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- Yew Wand 15 1/8" Essence of Pogrebin Dust
. ?I believe? whatever doesn?t kill you simply makes you?stranger
<r><COLOR color="darkgreen"><s></s>Drake stumbled out of the Poison Alter. He had had enough. He had been so kind as to actually turn up as Drake was not one to socialise. Putting his trilby hat on, tilting it so it covered part of his face. Looking around, Drake swiftly walked before abruptly stopping. Paranoia trickled throughout him. He had a peculiar feeling he was being followed. He suspiciously looked behind him then to the sides. <br/>
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Drake scanned the areas, but the darkness was fast upon him and so he tried to continue, in the hope that he would make it back to his home before darkness engulfed him.<e></e></COLOR></r>
<r><COLOR color="darkgreen"><s></s>Drake stumbled out of the Poison Alter. He had had enough. He had been so kind as to actually turn up as Drake was not one to socialise. Putting his trilby hat on, tilting it so it covered part of his face. Looking around, Drake swiftly walked before abruptly stopping. Paranoia trickled throughout him. He had a peculiar feeling he was being followed. He suspiciously looked behind him then to the sides. <br/>
<br/>
Drake scanned the areas, but the darkness was fast upon him and so he tried to continue, in the hope that he would make it back to his home before darkness engulfed him.<e></e></COLOR></r>