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Monday, January 25, 2010

My Story Part I

When Zalkon and Londant had gotten to the meeting place, a small tavern called The Trotting Hound, they walked in and who came to greet them was General Hallt. "Come, sit with me at the table." Hallt said. They all walked over to a table and sat down. Londant was the first to speak. "So, what do you want from me, General?" He asked. "Well, I am resigning my title of Commander of the Foreign Thousand. So when I was laying in bed I thought 'who will be the new commander' and I thought of you Londant." Hallt replied.

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