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Clanthian Four day.
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May 2004
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Sea Elf
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pretty girls
opening ceremony to the festival.
The guy on the right is a golum; he's made of gold I think.
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Oger
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Far left is a Fendari
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It's good to be a noble.
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Your guess is as good as mine.
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Caster's tournament begins in the background. They
have to throw spells (packets of birdseed) and nock the target off of
diferent hights.
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Back left; a wager makes any sport more fun.
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Menion makes kissy faces to his adoring publick. (I
forget what he was really doing but it had to do with kissy faces)
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Ha Ha, Enrique (I forget what character he was playing)
lost his bet.
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there was a fan just out of the frame. the kitties
are basking. or baking, can't remember.
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The fighters tournament starts. Whoever hits the other
persons body first gets a point and you have to win two out of three.
The kitty (I forget what she is. Leamer?) and the drunk pirate (I think
his name was dirty dan) start. Judge in forground points to the pirates
side indicating his point for that match.
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The pirate tounts but the kitty kicked his ass.
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This kitty wasn't so lucky. He got tooled.
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I don't know what he was doing. I just like his dress.
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The Isles; a barony of hats.
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The little girls of chaose.
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The life of a judge.
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Solar has some of the hottest guys in skirts.
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Try navigating this in the pitch black of night. Most people don't survive an event without an ingery.
I'm actualy taking a picture of the ogre and kitty in the background. gotta love makeup races.
The final battle of the fighters tournament was bloody.
Unsealy are known for their funky hats but this is why no one gives them any shit about it.
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There are purks to being a judge.
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I just had to get a picture of her tattoo.
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After the fighters tournament there was an honor duel.
This was a duel to the death.
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The loser was put to death.
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His squire came to take the body.
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and a kitty plays.
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That night Zombies attacked!
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The voodoo men prepair to attack the town.
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And voodoo women.
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But like anything at solar, you have to hurry up and
wait. And that's a SKULL war paint. Really.
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Ah, the dificult life of a voodoo priest.
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