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”Arria, huh?” Valan laughed in delight as the dog jumped up and down in affection. “Oh, you’re a playful girl, aren’t ya?” he attempted to bend down and pet the dog, but ended up only stumbling forward, forcing Elmaryia to pick up the slack. “I have a feeling your only state is annoying”
Making himself comfortable about the bed, Valan pretended not to hear what Elma said. ”The floor? We’ll see about that…”
”Grey?” he spoke, while yawning at the same time. “Well, it’s not… a … bad name… I sup..pose…” It was only moments later that Valan was asleep, his jaw wide open, and his arms and legs sprawled out over the bed. He began to snore a bit, too. It wasn’t a subtle snore, either. It was the deep, gurgling snore you can only get after your drunk. Valan felt himself slip way, deep into the realm of dreams, cutting all ties with the material plane of long journeys, and complaining sisters…
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Valan Quinn
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