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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/15/2017 6:58:47 PM
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"Pleased to meet you. I guess you saved me from sadness. For a little while, so thank you," Mark replied.
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Oh, it's not a problem. I normally have to fix people in my clan the same way so I have some experience
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"Your.... clan?" Mark asked.
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Well I am the leader of a clan called the Exiled
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"The Exiled.... interesting..."
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Well once you've been with them for millennia, it's not that interesting anymore. We're a nomad clan
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"Millenia? How old are you?" Mark asked.
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Well let's see... I was sent to earth when I was six... and judging by me keeping Earth time, I would say... 32 thousand seventy six. And a half
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"Huh.... interesting," Mark replied, "But how did you stay young?"
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I just age rather slowly. The curse of a demon
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"Demons, huh? The only demons I know are my lack of action and how it haunts me," Mark replied, his voice full of hurt.
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Okay then, moving on
