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  <content>Pah.

We wiped the floor with the Drugar. (Jus ignore the cuts'n what not. We're the ones left'a livin. Thas what counts!)

[SPOILER]No hint o the Duran Keep slaves here at th store. Prolly 'r already at th' other keep, so thas whar we're headed. It's underground of course, bein' a Drugar home 'n all.  N there's t'be no lightin anywhar. They like it dark.

Bah! We finally get thar, and it's someone else's keep! They jus took it over somptin' abandonded, and spruced it up a wee bit. Coudn't even build thar own... Lazy damn Drugar.

They spruced up the porcullis good tho. But thar no lockmiths! T'bars may o' been strong, but I picked thar lock in d' middle o battle. Silly bastards.  Once we were in, we wiped the floor with the Drugar guards agin'.  (And would ja just stop pointin out ma bruises? I'm the one living remember?!?!)[/SPOILER]
Now for the rest o them...

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  <content-cache>Pah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We wiped the floor with the Drugar. (Jus ignore the cuts'n what not. We're the ones left'a livin. Thas what counts!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;[SPOILER]No hint o the &lt;a href=&quot;/campaigns/definitions/4?def_id=4#definition4&quot; title=&quot;Villiage where the campaign started. Ruled by Lord William Duran.&quot; class=&quot;reference&quot; &gt;Duran Keep&lt;/a&gt; slaves here at th store. Prolly 'r already at th' other keep, so thas whar we're headed. It's underground of course, bein' a Drugar home 'n all.  N there's t'be no lightin anywhar. They like it dark.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bah! We finally get thar, and it's someone else's keep! They jus took it over somptin' abandonded, and spruced it up a wee bit. Coudn't even build thar own... Lazy damn Drugar.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They spruced up the porcullis good tho. But thar no lockmiths! T'bars may o' been strong, but I picked thar lock in d' middle o battle. Silly bastards.  Once we were in, we wiped the floor with the Drugar guards agin'.  (And would ja just stop pointin out ma bruises? I'm the one living remember?!?!)[/SPOILER]
&lt;br /&gt;Now for the rest o them...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</content-cache>
  <content-cache-public>Pah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We wiped the floor with the Drugar. (Jus ignore the cuts'n what not. We're the ones left'a livin. Thas what counts!)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;[SPOILER]No hint o the Duran Keep slaves here at th store. Prolly 'r already at th' other keep, so thas whar we're headed. It's underground of course, bein' a Drugar home 'n all.  N there's t'be no lightin anywhar. They like it dark.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bah! We finally get thar, and it's someone else's keep! They jus took it over somptin' abandonded, and spruced it up a wee bit. Coudn't even build thar own... Lazy damn Drugar.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They spruced up the porcullis good tho. But thar no lockmiths! T'bars may o' been strong, but I picked thar lock in d' middle o battle. Silly bastards.  Once we were in, we wiped the floor with the Drugar guards agin'.  (And would ja just stop pointin out ma bruises? I'm the one living remember?!?!)[/SPOILER]
&lt;br /&gt;Now for the rest o them...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</content-cache-public>
  <created-at type="datetime">2009-01-24T06:01:23-08:00</created-at>
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  <subject>Coudn't even build thar own hold...</subject>
  <updated-at type="datetime">2009-01-24T06:07:03-08:00</updated-at>
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