<"nn- = [Arlen's Raiding Caravan!]

[Moss.]

Arlen's Caravan has crossed into new territories: Anime & Manga.

[Moss.]

Oh god, how did we get here? .-.

[Sophist]

Oh god why does this board exist

[Holkeye]

Be careful, or pretty soon you'll be hallucinating catgirls and trying to hide brass knuckles under gloves, right before you try to pee, but can't.

[haloOfTheSun]

You'd better get out of here quick. Who knows what diseases lurk here, just waiting to infect you.

[Dwarra?]

Miaow, dont mind me just hiding under your desk miaow

[Sophist]

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU


RUN ARLEN RUN, MOVE SOMEWHERE ELSE!

[Redwyn]

FINAL FANTASY 7 ADVENT CHILDREN'S FIGHTING IS UNREAL AND CAN'T HAPPEN IRL! NO ONE CAN TAKE A BULLET STRAIGHT IN THE EYE AND LIVE!

*Watches God strike down two cat girls for logic and physics being put in a fantasy world*

GO SIR ARLEN! I will protect you as your guardian angel paladin! >:]!

[&&&&&&&&&&&&&]

I was once the king of an entire kingdom, but alas, I am no more then the village idiot.
It was a great battle fought over many decades hours. My army fought the evil wizard GilgameshRO.
In the end, my army fell. I now sell my finger nail clippings to the owls that live in my ears.

May I travel with you?

[Forty]

I've never seen this place before...

It's not even on the map. Arlen, I think we're lost ._.

[FBI]

Mr. Arlen Rey B, I have a search warrant for this caravan, it seems hard narcotics have been spilling into the territories you visit, and I'm here to find the source and give it a cavity check, with my gun.

[Dwarra?]

A CHALLENGER APPROACHES
What do you do?

>Fight
>Run

[Forty]

Mr. Arlen Rey B, I have a search warrant for this caravan, it seems hard narcotics have been spilling into the territories you visit, and I'm here to find the source and give it a cavity check, with my gun.

I believe you are looking for kitkatkan, she hitched a ride on the underside of our caravan.

[Kathryn]

hi =O

[Mollrow]

QUICK FBI GET HER!

[Kathryn]

Bitch now he's going to log on 

[Forty]

Arlen, the people are getting hostile, they have unstickied us :O

[Revo]

Hello there. I am a trucker you see. I am told you are in need of some assistance. Well, you can just strap your little wagon to my truck and I'll get you guys out of here real quick-like. I've got a real beauty of a truck here...

Just give me some nice liquor and were all good to go. And before you ask I am licensed. Here it is...


Just tell me if you want me to get you out of here and we'll be off in no time.

[Nightwolf]

THis is what you get if you run away from my kingdom. Now you guys have like, no option but to find an escape route..
I could probably help, if I get something in return.

[Moss.]

I don't need your help, Knightwolf. I will lead my own people!

Come, BOE, and all my other faithful followers! We are leaving this wretched place! It smells funny.

-------------------
Arlen's Caravan has crossed into new territories: Board Support / Feedback.

[Moss.]

What strange new lands are these? So many people whining and complaining about their names.

WILL MY PEOPLE NEVER FIND THEIR PROMISED LAND!? 

[Dwarra?]

What strange new lands are these? So many people whining and complaining about their names.

WILL MY PEOPLE NEVER FIND THEIR PROMISED LAND!? 

You're Welcome

[Moss.]

STOP TAKING CREDIT YOU DIDNT DO ANYTHING GOD THIS PLACE SUCKS

[Dwarra?]

STOP TAKING CREDIT YOU DIDNT DO ANYTHING GOD THIS PLACE SUCKS

YEAH WELL YOUR CARAVAN SMELLS
I'M TIRED OF BEING THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER THAT SEEMS TO ALWAYS BE AT YOUR DESTINATION
REQUESTING PERMISSION TO BE THE CARAVAN BLACKSMITH

[Moss.]

Permission granted. And thank you. Even though you're apparently also part of Starfyire's Kingdom. but that's okay, because I have no problems with him.

In fact, I think I should send a messenger to his kingdom, with a proposition for an alliance~

Volunteers?


p.s. You're welcome.