“Ragnar snickered like a baby.
"What is it?" Johann asked.
"I read something about the Vampires the other day."
"Vampires?" Johann said. "You mean those albinos again?"
"Erh, yeah," Ragnar said.
He cleared his throat.
"I read that they are very very vain. And if you taunt one that another one is a better player than he is, he most likely won't play alongside the other."
Johann frowned.
"Really?" he asked. "But how would you do that?"
"I'll talk to them, of course."
"Talk to them." Johann exclaimed. "Great idea. Can I have your share of the company when they kill you?"
Ragnar hesitated.
"I'd better send the taunt with a delivery-boy, I guess."


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Of course the handicap was I'M THE GREATEST. (If my story didn't give that away.

A really fun game. But nuffle had it in for the thralls today. Luckily they weren't injured for nothing by their own, more powerful, but less tanned, friends, but by me. And I got SPP for them.

Rematch anytime, mate.
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