Ah yes.. I was thinking of something like that, didn't realise it'd been going on for some time. Anyhow the Dramedy.. sign up! but dont talk to me.. talk to dear Airmid.

Uh.. you know you've been playing achaea too long...

When you start contemplating whether your sister deserves a guildfavour for buying her hungry friend a burger?
You're passed out on the floor and all you can think is.. 'why has noone got ginseng?'
You start calling your teacher Epicurus
uh... you constantly give your friends the once over pondering whether they'll be able to survive your latest combo.

Ah I'm not very good at it.. oh well

yeah.. sign up for the play.. it'll be.. reasonable
ah it'll be fun

Tonic

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Lupar, in the year 261 AF.