

Renaissance CatAs I stood among the flamboyant nobles and boisterous aristocrats, I kept a sharp eye on one in particular: Lord Meneget. Meneget was a portly aristocrat with friends in all sorts of places and the owner of this lavish estate and the host of this rather extravagant celebration of his son’s birthday. I knew he’d have to be at least in the main foyer before I could make my move, or the entire operation was for naught. Stealing such a grand estate is no easy task. Meneget slowly worked his way through the crowd to the kitchen, presumably to check on the cake, the pudgy blaggard. However, hisRenaissance Cat
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I'm french...and my english is sooo baaaad!!!
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"Listen to me, Nota, my son. I know you cannot understand me, but I must say this: do not follow my footsteps. Follow your own path, and do not be swayed to take any other." -Mado 'Zaemafee, Minor Domo of the Covenant
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