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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:28 pm
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:50 pm
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 10:34 pm
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 11:41 pm
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Wren, the little redheaded elf with a chicken on top of her head, teeters into the hall carrying an enormous four-tiered tray of assorted baked goods that she made herself. With a flourish she levitates the tray into the air, the four tiers separate, and then zoom to their respective house tables.
Positively brimming with excitement at getting to serve her new young masters in person, the elf's high squeaky voice comes out a with a little crack as she calls out, "Anything we can get you, young masters, do not hesitate to ask!" The elf, standing off to the side against a wall, stands bobbing on the balls of her feet in eager anticipation, her pet chicken, Henrietta, bouncing on top of her head with small muffled squawks.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 12:19 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 2:01 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 2:33 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 2:54 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 2:56 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 12:40 am
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 12:54 am
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 10:57 am
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 11:06 pm
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