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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/8/2016 1:09:26 AM
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~Outside of the Dojo, a familiar knight arrives from a portal. Ornstein walks inside, heading towards his apartment. He's carrying an assortment of books.
Nearby, however, a large group of people, at least 200, are near the Dojo village. They look like a combination of knights, priests, merchants, some royal figures, and peasants. One in particular is bald, and on a carriage with a sign on the side reading "Patches's Extravaganza". They all seem to be moving into the already existing village~
[spoiler]Open to all.
Plus, Royal...
Patches is back![/spoiler]
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So... what are you doing here?
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"Just settling down. My place has gone to the dogs, really."
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I heard... The "extravaganza" part confused me, thought you were selling stuff
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 6/8/2016 3:10:30 PM"Yeah, I am. At least, working on it."
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Oh. What stuff?
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"Weapons, armor, trinkets. Everything."
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*Mortar nods* Interesting. I'll come back when you're ready to sell.
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"Thanks."
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No problem. What currency do you use?
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"Gold or silver."
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Oh, I have some of that, but I mostly use Valhite
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"I've heard of that. I'll take it."
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Wait, how'd you learn of it?
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"I'm a trader. I know about stuff."
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Strange. It's a rare metal... are you undead?
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"...I've been around for a while, if that's what you mean."
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I guess I know what you mean
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"Yeah."
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Well, nice meeting you.
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"Nice meeting you too."
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*Mortar begins to walk away, looking around* This is gonna be interesting
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~There's a large group of Knights. They seem to be yelling about something~
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*Mortar seems interested, so he summons his sword and walks over*
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~One of them, wearing armor shaped like onions, starts yelling~ "To our valor, my sword, and our victory together! Long may the sun shine!!!" ~They all start cheering and yelling "Siegward"~
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*Mortar cups his hands over his mouth* Who are you, and why does your armor look like the onion rings I had with dinner?
