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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MetaVoid" data-source="post: 7140968" data-attributes="member: 87106">Quentin grows serious at the dismissal"What's with the names, Raven? It would be cute, few times, if you were some pampered spoiled brat. But you're not. The invitation stands. If you want a man, an equal, not a puppy to terrorize.""I'm here every day if you need an ear to listen or a body to use."** intentional double meaningQuentin remains under the water shower until it ends leaving Raven to go her way. He did his best, but sometimes it is not enough. He briefly considers tripping or grabbing her as she leaves, but game time is over and it would be even worse in front of the teacher.He notices others looking at the fence and starts toward them waving, but Asherah turns away at that exact moment and Battlemaster stops him from going away. As expected, he needs to fill the barrel. Sighing, he gets dressed and starts trudging between the well and the barrel.Later that evening at the tavern as the group comes together after their various classes and projects."Very nice of you to interrupt that fight. I appreciate the thought. Just for the record, it wasn't really a fight, we do it occasionally. I fought Asherah, Korlin and Mezzra, even Zivar at times. True, this was essentially on her turf, without weapons. But there was no malicious intent so please, please, in the future don't get involved in arena fights. Training ones, I mean. I'm buying first round, to thank you for the concern and to celebrate having such good friends around."He orders drinks for everyone"Just out of curiousity, Zivar, was that you? It was wizards spell. Grody?"</blockquote>

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