MORGAN
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
"The guard are tired." Morgan gave as an explanation to Korbin: it had been a busy week between one thing and another, and she knew some of them had to be running out of patience by now. Thankfully, with her on the job as well with her strict demeanour, the guards seemed much more willing to help properly, and the ground began to be flattened out properly.
While she was busy she trusted thatLoren and Weaver would do their jobs successfully and was happy to find that they had when she had a chance to look, the dummies seeming plump and ready to be fought and the targets brightly and precisely painted. "Great job. Thank you."
With those tasks left, there was only one thing left to do before everyone could have their celebratory meal. "The last task is to bring in the weapons and supplies we will need. Inside the Palace there are swords, hammers, shields, healing supplies and various spare pieces of armour." Pity the guard that had lost anything and needed to ask for them, though. "Help me bring those items here, then we will be done."
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Help bring out healing supplies, weapons or armour! No order.
Loren
Korbin
Weaver
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While she was busy she trusted that
With those tasks left, there was only one thing left to do before everyone could have their celebratory meal. "The last task is to bring in the weapons and supplies we will need. Inside the Palace there are swords, hammers, shields, healing supplies and various spare pieces of armour." Pity the guard that had lost anything and needed to ask for them, though. "Help me bring those items here, then we will be done."
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Help bring out healing supplies, weapons or armour! No order.
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But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
