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Level: 61 Age: 274d, 23h, 3min and 24s
You ask 'you coudn't guess what this sword was made of?'
You lick your own runed black highsteel two-handed sword red glow.
Avenar asks 'emerald? Mithril?'
You ponder your deepest dreams, worst nightmares.
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---> Robinhood <---<<
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