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| Name | Level | Class | Desc |
|---|---|---|---|
| Avante the Dragoon | 70 | Warrior |
You are seen a young freak with his Radio Control helicopter. He is flying the Heli above his spiky hair.
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| Puppydrag . | 91 | Warrior |
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| Boadicea hunts the Quantum Weather Butterflym | 20 | Thief |
She's a bit charred...or maybe that's just dirt. As you watch, a tiny thundercloud<color> forms over her head
and a small bolt of lightning zaps down and hits her nose. Flaily wildly, she dislodges a butterfly. This is not ordinary butterfly, but the Quantum Weather Butterfly<color>, known for its ragged edges and grinning faces upon the wings. It is a well known fact that storms come from wind, and wind comes from butterflies flapping their wings. Therefor, Boadicea hunts the elusive Quantum Weather Butterfly<color> to put a stop to getting zapped by tiny bolts of lightning<color>. As she sees you, she grunts 'I am but mad by north by north-west, but when the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.' She peers around herself then adds in a whisper, 'I have been here before, and I know which way the wind is blowing.....', lightly tapping the side of her singed nose. |
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