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I don't have the wood working skill to do that.
Food alright? Try the wine!
I don't have the wood working skill to do that.
Food alright? Try the wine!
that's what friends are for.
the more I read this the more I want it.
Don't belittle your talents, Steven, you worked my wood like a pro.
Food alright? Try the wine!
Old Country Doctor
it doesn't seem overly complicated, just time consuming because of the woodwork
Your mom's name is Steven?Originally Posted by Some Stupid Japanese Name
My mother was a pure woman from a noble family. And I, at least, know who my father is, you pig-eating son of a whore!
Stop your D&D madness Dumb & Dumber
I am Ahmed Ibn Fahdlan, Ib Al Abbas, Ibn Rasid, Ibn Hammad. And things were not always thus. At one time, I was a poet in the greatest city in the world. Life was easy and I lived without care. Until one fateful day, I met a beautiful woman who belonged to another man. Her jealous husband complained to the Caliph who made me the ambassador to the land of the Tossuk Vlad - a country far to the north. I was banished from my home and from all that I knew. So, I journeyed by camelback many months into the lands of barbarian peoples - accompanied by Melchisidek, and old friend of my father - through the lands of the Ogus, the Khazars and the Bulgars, into the lands of murderous bandits, called "Tartars", who attack caravans, slaughtering everyone.
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