white_underscore_tiger
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“Why, I believe it was on this very date too–June seventh, I believe?”
From a quiet corner of the bar, O’saa snorted. Henryk turned to face the meditating yellow mage, finding him to be continuously shifting his hands up and down, akin to a seesaw.
Henryk frowned. “Did I say something?”