The Adventurers

"it appears, my lord, that these heroes do in fact have a letter that states that they are genuine adventurers. oh my, and it has the royal seal on it. it appears to be genuine." "give it here!"

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Adventure Is Out There!

To be absolutely disloyal, but force others into trusting you--that is the ultimate goal of the Furfaros. Be fearful, but not enough to paralyse the enemy. Be strong, but just enough to make them suffer. Anger may in time change to gladness... but a...

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The Great Adventure

The great adventure: to what end? chapter one: the conflict some individuals can't be content with simple things. some can't ever be content with the grand scheme of life.

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Bird's Adventure

So alas the little bird's adventure had ended as he fell asleep on garry's shoulder, dreaming of what tomorrow would bring.

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A New Adventure

#1 of pokã¨-treat a young boy, whom had just come of age, traveled the lands in search for adventures. his first stop was to the professor's to get his travel companion and guardian.

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roo's adventure

Sorry, to get the next part buy roo adventure! this here is continuing after roo adventure. roo: "this darn thing!" roo whacked the arcade 3000. roo: "i want more games!" claws: "sir, do not whack the machine. i pay a lot for that!"

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death adventures

"so cerb, ready to go adventuring again?" cerb's heads all bark in agreement. "so where is this artifact anyway?" cerberus then begins running off in one direction. "cerb wait!" death runs after him. "oh dear."

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the adventures of voi

#1 of vois adventure this is the story of an anthro espeon whose name is voi ch 1 i do not own pokemon nintendo does.

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An Adventure in Scufitania

Find out in this mini series "an adventure in scufitania"

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The Adventure Begins

**episode one : the adventure begins!

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A Thief's Adventure

He surveyed the area from a nearby bush, under cover of darkness. His orange color scheme did very little to camouflage him with the greenery of brush, but he had his ways around it. He was quiet. Quiet as a mouse, one could say, scanning the grounds...

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