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[LT Sandpaw]

I don't need legs to climb, weaklings. You deserve your fate.

Ha, big hat but no horse. Lets see you break your leg bones into splinters and climb up this three hundred foot ladder.

[Lady Amber]

*Makes splints for my broken legs* *Climbs up ladder and gets to the top of the cliff*

[Lady Ashenwyte]

*Sets fire to Lady Amber*

DIE HERETIC

[Feles]

*Breaks Inq's arm* Well, now your arm is broken.

Thats gonna cost me...
*Drinks Red Bull*
*Grows wings and flies to the top of the cliff*
*Proceeds to push Amber off again*

[Maudie]

*Dumps water on Lady Amber.*

BE WET, ASHES!!

[Lady Amber]

*Dumps water on Lady Amber.*

BE WET, ASHES!!

Thankee!

*Breaks Inq's arm* Well, now your arm is broken.

Thats gonna cost me...
*Drinks Red Bull*
*Grows wings and flies to the top of the cliff*
*Proceeds to push Amber off again*

*Grabs jet pack that's lying on the ground just before I fall, and uses it to blast up*

[Feles]

*remote detonates jetpack*
I sense a new War topic coming...

[LT Sandpaw]

*Breaks Inq's arm* Well, now your arm is broken.

Thats gonna cost me...
*Drinks Red Bull*
*Grows wings and flies to the top of the cliff*
*Proceeds to push Amber off again*

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[Lady Amber]

*remote detonates jetpack*
I sense a new War topic coming...

*Was luckily only a few feet from the ground and is unhurt*

[Gonff the Mousethief]

*remote detonates jetpack*
I sense a new War topic coming...

Finally, we haven't had a good one of those in a while.

[Feles]

Ima make it.

[LT Sandpaw]

*Whispers in PoM's ear*

Stole ya nose.

[Gonff the Mousethief]

*Whispers in PoM's ear*

Stole ya nose.

*Whispers back*

Look for ya arms.

[LT Sandpaw]

*Whispers in PoM's ear*

Stole ya nose.

*Whispers back*

Look for ya arms.

*Whispers again*

I'll trade ya legs for me arms.

[Gonff the Mousethief]

*Whispers in PoM's ear*

Stole ya nose.

*Whispers back*

Look for ya arms.

*Whispers again*

I'll trade ya legs for me arms.

*Whispers once more*

I rather like me likes; how about me foots?