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Hand carved Amani cedar. No lid, nice and deep, though. Have to dig through a lot of useless crap, first, knick knacks and memories and bits of paper, until you get to the bottom. If you can get past the lovely biting lizards and spiders and other small, obnoxious and potentially vicious critters, you'll find a still beating heart. Swear to the Loa.
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I want to be a father.
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Mai'jani. She's older than me, so... I think my first memory of her was when she punched me in the face for hogging the blankets one night. I think she's always been a bitch.
Darma. Drunk and rowdy at a tavern in Orgrimmar.
Sheshafi. Zhevra, she stood beside me and tangled her claws in my hair.
Iloam. Fancy Cakes, and he seemed rather interested in my lack of speech.
Fae. Same place. -
Certainly can't get any worse. Half full.
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Children's week. Reminds me of naming day in Zul'aman, when all the tribe's young would gather to praise the accomplishments of their own who would soon be named adults. Only without the bloodshed and impulsive slaughter on smaller villages surrounding.
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Does Sefu count as a vice?
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Mai'jani and I used to go for daily runs, to burn off any excess spirit. I play the drums, and she used to be an excellent singer, but I haven't heard it in a long time. We'll also wrestle every now and then, but ever since I beat her for the first time, she's been hesitant to try again. Poor thing must've lost some of her confidence. *chuckling*
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After a while it becomes habit. The only direction I really have are those made by the people I know, and, these days, the enemies I have.
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I remember a certain red haired elf dropping by a secret and secluded village to dig my ass out of a hole. Literally. It was more than I had any right to ask for.
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Winning over Sheshafi. Still not quite sure how I did it, though.
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If Sefu were not part of the picture... yes. I know I at least try and take care of my friends. That's not true for everyone you meet.
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Their voice. Soft, harsh, loud, quiet. Demanding, commanding, meek, pleasant, rumbling or serene. You can tell a lot about a person by the way they choose to talk.
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Mai'jani and I used to run around the lake as whelps... there were these tiny lizards that would hide between the stones. She was still practicing her bow, then, but if we did manage to catch one we'd roast it on a spit. Not a lot of meat, but very tender.
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I like several people besides my current Mate. I've always had a big heart.
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The day *after* I got my voice back. It was nothing short of endearing to see their faces when they heard my voice for the very first time. She was so very proud.
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Something Shafi gave me... I keep it around my neck, on a leather thong. My bear claw. Looks savage.
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Iloam would be fun to hang out with. We'd catch fish and cook and laze about on the sand while waiting for someone to come along. Although I think he'd go crazy if no one did... that'd be... unpleasant. Maybe I'd just prefer to be alone?
As for who I wouldn't... My sister. -
Food. Because it's tasty.
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I happen to be very attached to my penis. Thanks.
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We suffer more illusions than I'd care to mention. It is best to trust your instincts and put your faith in those you care for, because that is, in truth, all we really have.
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Faraji’s Bio
Is he dead, or is he sleeping?
