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The God of the Spark stood on the rocky and yet wet cave surface, looking out at all who came inside. Hhhmmm... The drivel was constant, all of them calling him sir, except for a few. One of them was... not completely here, and the other was a follower of his sister's magic. All in all, rather pathetic. He tightened his lips, wondering if Roskuld would show up, but when she did not, he simply shrugged, shaking his head.
His judgmental blue eye settled on the first to come close, a boy. The stallion was tall, wings leather, and all in all, he was a rather unique picture. The God looked briefly at the wall, lamenting how far everyone had fallen before sighing.
"You'll do," he muttered to Satanic Silk, eyeing the rest of them in an asshole-ish way. "What do you want?"
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[DROP] Lets do the time warp again. [Quest Drop]
