Sep. 18th, 2013 at 11:34 AM
Darlings, I hate to be alarmist (or a gossip!), but I'm hearing all kinds of things about the events at the Mages Convention today.
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[.........] Allow me to make this clear: there was were no chocobo feathers, buckets of sticky substances, flying pies, or ropes suspending me from the ceiling involved in the ball. The grape vine has grown so long, I could make enough wine to last me through to the end of the year. If you have something stupid to say, keep it to yourself.
Yours truly,
Damia.