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By Golly, that is negro music! And all those dressed-up clowns dancing to the ear abuse that goes by the name of "swing" (vile as anything that comes from the New (!) World)... this is not the appropriate music for a true gentleman. Singing like a commoner is not something our kind should concern itself with - it is not without reason that all culturally valuable music is instrumental.

You have no musical taste, my good sir. For shame.

It was then evening.

@Inn:

Everyone was asleep; except Mannan, who was out for nightly prayer in the temple - under escort of Danya, Dag and Alexander who was pulled into the job simply because of his imposing posture; and Chris, who was perched on a chair in the shadows of the corridor leading to the three bedrooms, of which the middle one was resting place for Seyena and Valor.

It was shortly before midnight when Valor heard a clink above his head; at the window.

@Charlotte:

Meanwhile...

Charlotte had the weirdest of nightmares possible. There was Mannan, and Danya, kissing for a moment in the middle of the room, in front of Charlotte; after a while they looked at her with extreme disgust.

"Look at her, barging like that into affairs of others. Has she no tact?"

"That is a trait of low-born, unworthy scum. Hell, I bet that she is having an affair behind Gregor's back. Nothing surprising considering her lineage."

Someone appeared at their side; Dag.

"That is the worst thing to do, young lady. Consider what you have done. Do you want others to barge into your life like that?" The words turned into slurry nonsense. "Such demeanor is worthy of a harlot. You're breaking Gregor's heart. How could you?"

Then someone appeared at Charlotte's side; Gregor.

"Charlotte... I trusted you... how could you?"
"How could you, yeah? That's lowest of low, Charlotte."
"For shame... I thought you're better than that, how could you?"
"Dissappointing, really. How could you?"
"Oi, how could yah?"
"How could you?"

The voices and faces began to appear en masse and flood Charlotte's ears with the question 'HOW COULD YOU!?' and they didn't stop; they picked up in intensity and volume.

And suddenly, Charlotte's mind jerked awake, and the nightmare ended instantly.

I shall now introduce you fine gents to three gentlemen of art and music:

Sir Reginald Pikedevant, Esquire a man of short but exquisite performance list.
Professor Elemental who raps about Earl Grey and wacky adventures around the world and Britain.
Mr.B the Gentleman Rhymer with his famous ukelele.

The latter two had a grudge against each other but of course that was amended with enough Earl Grey and opium on afternoon parties.

A bit late, but happy trip-around-the-sun day, Powder

I know where you got that emote

I'm strongly considering making a clone of the game for fun, since it's basically nothing but a decision prompt and random number generator.

Make it a 'pagan tribe meets christianity' storyline set in Dark Ages

On an unrelated note forgive me for I hath sinned T_T

Kekekekekekeke, thanks again :3

First, are those Marines or Marines-in-training? Second, we have no idea from the context of the picture how much they have to do with that log.

Shush and let him bask in Scottish pride~

@Downstairs/Outside:

Danya went downstairs and then outta the inn, red on face and almost steaming from her ears as she grumbled and pushed through the mercenaries, only to storm off down the road.