The first 69 lines.
So, we faced off against the rival guild.
It came down to me and their leader, Fawkes.
I kicked his butt. We met up for drinks.
And then...
Oh, boy.
I never win anything,
and I've certainly never done stuff like... that on the first date.
So I blame the heat of victory.
Stupid confidence!
Stupid cute gamer boy.
I got to come clean with the guild.
Better to be up front about this than be discovered.
That would be so... after-school special.
I mean, what if Vork caught us emoting in game
or Clara spotted us out at the movies?
We'd be at a foreign one with subtitles,
and then we'd go out and eat something exotic after wards,
like oysters or prosciutto, whatever that is.
Anyway, I'm gonna tell the guild. I'm gonna do it.
Just get it done. Yes!
A“ Enchant a fish and make a wish a“
a“ The Festival of the Sea! a"
Clara, stop singing along with the NPCs!
Oh, come on, Tink. This is my favorite in-game holiday.
AH the mermaid quests and pirates.
I can't wait to get my character that epic coconut bra.
I get enough pirate crap here at work.
Can we run a dungeon
or something that doesn't make me want to spit in a burger again?
Before we embark on the adorable seasonal sea-horse pet quest,
I have a proposal.
You guys. Hey, um, it's Codex.
I just wanted to say...
I'm gonna name my sea horse Drowny.
Ironic'd.
But, Vork, I need to let you guys know that, um, there is -
What?
Is that a sign?
Oh, my God! It's my mom's ring tone!
Why is she calling? Why now? She hasn't called in weeks, dude!
Don't call! Don't call!
Stop! Stop!
Are you done now?
Yeah, I'm done.
Back. As I was saying -
I have decided that The Knights of Good
should have a custom guild hall.
Or you go first.
What? A custom guild hall? Cool!
What's that?
Don't you read the patch notes?
Never.
The new expansion has added player-designed housing to the game.
My hope is that a communal guild area
will help repair the emotional scars from our near-recent breakup.
In addition, I want one!
Vork, those things are expensive and pointless.
Total epeen strokers.
You guys know how I feel about epeen stroking.
Hey, idiot. I can't serve a charcoal briquette.
Remake it!
And get off that computer or I'm tellin' Ollie.
Who won't do anything.
The boss loves me.
You, on the other hand...
Watch the face!
If we're gonna get a guild hall,
we need to get the biggest and baddest one.
The deluxe castle model's half a million gold.
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