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<blockquote data-quote="Ashy" data-source="post: 1715138" data-attributes="member: 312">Voadam: [spoiler]When the thought of eating these lizards crosses your mind, you recall reading a scrap of parchment, stained with some dark liquid and gritty to the touch.&nbsp; Sand fell from the creases of the document when you unfolded it; it seemed to be a page from a journal of sorts.&nbsp; The parchment read: 'Finally my strength has regained enough to write again...&nbsp; The gods of good luck must have smiled upon me in this foul, devilish place and I have discovered that there are a few things that manage to live amid these endless, merciless dunes.&nbsp; A small, rust-colored species of lizard which appears only at night when the two blazing suns have set.&nbsp; They are fit to eat (though their flavor is terribly lacking) and their blood is thin and drinkable.&nbsp; To think that I, who once sipped flowered wine with elven princesses atop emerald palaces in the boughs, amid the heart-stopping songs of the Fey Courts, have stooped to such a thing...&nbsp; Survival makes men do terrible and inexplicable things...'[/spoiler]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ashy, post: 1715138, member: 312"] Voadam: [spoiler]When the thought of eating these lizards crosses your mind, you recall reading a scrap of parchment, stained with some dark liquid and gritty to the touch. Sand fell from the creases of the document when you unfolded it; it seemed to be a page from a journal of sorts. The parchment read: [I]'Finally my strength has regained enough to write again... The gods of good luck must have smiled upon me in this foul, devilish place and I have discovered that there are a few things that manage to live amid these endless, merciless dunes. A small, rust-colored species of lizard which appears only at night when the two blazing suns have set. They are fit to eat (though their flavor is terribly lacking) and their blood is thin and drinkable. To think that I, who once sipped flowered wine with elven princesses atop emerald palaces in the boughs, amid the heart-stopping songs of the Fey Courts, have stooped to such a thing... Survival makes men do terrible and inexplicable things...'[/I][/spoiler] [/QUOTE]

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