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The Legend of Mann.
Carn:
The Anglean slumps unconscious on the rafter on which he was lying on.
(Out of town this week. He'll be in hibernation.)
Carn:
The Anglean jerks awake, falling off the rafter and landing on all fours on the table. Groaning and rubbing his head, he sits up. "How long was I out?"
(So are we still doing this?)
The Mann:
(was waiting for you haha...)
"Ah, you're awake! Bartender! 2 rums and 1 chocolate milkshake!"
"So, tomorrow, we go hunting for pelts. we shall meet at the docks. I will fly, Carn, you will track and koali... you can gun."
"Sound like a plan?"
Carn:
"Gun? If you want to get any amount of cash, I'm going to shoot them. And my first mate Guntar will pilot." he motions to a hulking mountain of muscle who was sitting silently in the corner "I'll shoot them. Pinky here can use the ship's gun if we are attacked, but let me do the hunting. Less damage to the pelts, the better price you get."
The Mann:
"Sounds like a plan, me and koali will repair if anything gets damaged."
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