Shadows Returning: Tabel of Contents and Chapter 1

So with the luncheon pack, gear grabbed, and the poncho dawned, we headed off to the tennis courts. on the way there way there we ran to a mini-mart.

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The Elevator

"yes, the luncheon is being held in the basement."

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"The Thin Line," Part K

Who turned out to be the old femme from the cavalry luncheon. the old mare glanced in my direction when meadow let me in through the garden gate. for some reason, she smiled, which had me worried a little bit.

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The Fall and Rise of Kairuna Chapter 1

Late in the morning, approximately near luncheon for those who had the time, kairuna was out patrolling with his entourage of three battlemages, aldmeri sentinels garbed in gilded elven armor, all heavily enchanted and perfected by the finest imperial

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Scarecrow 1: Swing Low, Chapter 2

Everybody else may retire to the church basement, where a luncheon has been provided by the friends and family of the deceased."

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Journeys through Outer Canidia - 1st month, 17th day

I asked him during our first meeting to recommend a furson with whom i could review my kit for the voyage; this second meeting was a brief luncheon in my temporary residence at the tavern.

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Beth

Opening the fridge, he pulls out luncheon meats and gets ready to make a sandwich. he shakes his head, then sniffs, wait a minute.... his fridge smells good! brian finds himself face-diving into the fridge, smelling things he never noticed before.

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Equestria Connection 1.0

Now be a good filly and play along, we have the rest of the morning before i attend my luncheon. faithfulstudent changed nick to faithfulservant faithfulservant: alright, alright, enough with the manure. i am playing along anyway.

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"The Thin Line," Part I

It was the squirrel-femme from the luncheon party the day before. she was in a white linen dress with a truesilver torc and matching truesilver armlets.

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Background Stuff

Ecthelon nods his head and heads out the door and gilorndir waves at one of his relaxing chairs near his luncheon table. "please sit and i'll let you know why it will take me time to make this up, you also need some magical background."

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Bentley's Peace: I

"you might have had the courtesy to tell me you would not be back for luncheon...and _what_ is _this_?" she asked. schützer bowed again, but this only produced a shriek of outrage from lady ffox. "he's from the prisoner of war camp!

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