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SPEAKING OF SCREENSHOTS… [Author: Lum the Mad]

Rosh, the drunken

Riley, unclear on the concept but still amusing

Howdy, on a sacred quest

Frizz, lost in the seventies

Ian Greycloak, because we can all relate

Stretch, literary critic

Hermes, slayer of lummies

Flux, confused about what game he is actually in

Alf, proving no man is an island

Ithaqua, part of the anti-elven jihad in good standing

Rothgarr, going where no gump has gone before

Tyron, proof that politeness is important

Alyssa, goddam tamer

Goo the Lowly, rich beggar

Geryak, bringer of headaches

Drahcir, method actor

Nethin, another goddam tamer

Imes O’Manley, small and insignificant

Glendor, baker of cookies

Egor, laying down the smacketh

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