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Rakoua
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IC (Rakoua):
I woke up an hour later, carried by an avalanche down into a village. Where was Dereni, I didn't know, but it seemed like that was the least of my worries. I had gotten my fair share of being dead today, of course, but it seemed that the bunch of people shooting at me didn't care. Not thinking at all, I rose up, and got hit, and blasted trough a wall. It'd all be quite farmiliar if I didn't get thrown into one of those gun warehouses, the one the bad guys chasing me must have used.
My my, isn't that a lot of weapons?
OOC: Can I use some of them for now?
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Definitely not Swedish.  |
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