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About Livione - A day in the life of a hardcore gamer TES

Morndas. I woke up. It was early, but light. I did not want to wake up. I squinted in the hope of viewing angle, but cherished tsiferki have not appeared. "Not working" - I said to myself and stood up. The left leg is not used to hurt hurt herself on the enchanted waterproof sneakers white glass. These sneakers, I took off oborzevshego necromancer and Phil Petrilli across the street ...
  Toothbrush completely worn out and flatly refused anything clean. I matyugnulsya a weak soul gem, and Ali on, though, and pretty, but enchanted - complete welding. Neighbors complained zakoposhilis and jerked the door. I remembered the magic trehetazh from Uncle Misha and sealed the door from the inside. In the hallway a long time swept the frightened screams. I finally washed up and went to the kitchen.
  In retort master something steamed. "Again skuumoy indulged in" - I cursed boyfriends and reluctant heaped tea mortar, began methodically pumped alchemy skill. Having fifteen glasses of tea, I decided to finally eat. Venison, of course was not there. But it turned out for fresh four Daedra hearts. "In the next quarter on the analysis went," - I guessed, munching a delicious piece of ...
  On TV it went something difficult. Clan leyavinskih invaders brazenly attempted to peaceful possession koloviantsev north, who have already unpacked the coveted ore. Also known representative left Redguard democratic movement at a dinner ball famously beaten Bremsa guar drums.
  I turned off this heresy and thought that dress. The choice - or name day shirt intelligence, or a full set of armor dremorskoy stylish Miami hitskoy coloring or superzasekrechennuyu THING dark brotherhood. Brotherhood we really dark - hostel is in any way. Recalling that today is Monday - I still took the shirt: "2 + 2 = ... Oh-oo!?" ... Odell shirt "^ 2 (123 + Lg13) = Hoo!" What necessary ...
  Closing habit pyatishtiftovy lock master key, I work out in the acrobatics, siganuv down two flights, sneaked behind forever dissatisfied Cop hawk - Radhika, and utyanuv his habit some little thing popped out.
  Clouds were some muddy, trees render through one, and generally fepees was close to zero. Accelerator went on vacation, I decided. Who would let me go. My sad thoughts were interrupted by an inhuman shriek from somewhere below. I did not have time to blink, as the cover of the well receded, and from there climbed someone's face is a curve. By smell, I have determined that it Arturius HGro-Baldak. "The goblin!" - I ran into him a stone. Amazement Arturius hiss slid to the bottom of the well, and I screwed throwing skill. "I Schaub zhyl" ...
  On an area of ​​some ragged she lectured me a copy of "courier crow", which wrote that I was - I did not, and the horse - not mine. The horse was not really mine, but stolen. Just something and the business, the hoof to kill, but to change the painting. I have one friend, so he is in the seventh two can arrange ...
  The working day began casually. So do not pay money to the guards, the University of magicians of debit items, the guild of fighters from the contracts refused. A yellow gladiator team - completely zazvezdilsya such fees need ... Well, we'll fix that, I thought, and took the phone. Called informant of brotherhood, and said: "Do not believe it - that's hilarious, yesterday summoned Dremora, and from her, then Mour flies die, dying horses." I took the information, code "Pshevzhe" and got the skill of eloquence. "Schaub vie as conductor"
  Heartburn tortured. No cure diseases or antidote is not working. Employees willingly shared rumors that heartburn is treated potion recovery agility. Tried potion - did not help. That bastard, I thought ...
  On the way home dropped in to the tavern "Three mares sivyh" bite and shake off stolen goods. Below the screen there was a green arrow. I went to the arrow, skirted the quarter slipped home near the entrance to the alley and found Ali well. "Schaub truncated strands so !!!"
  Well, hell, have pumped over charm, I thought, and said, "Hello!" ...

Category: My articles | Added by: armedexpert (01.07.2015)
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