She can be a real bitch

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I am finding this place to be less amusing by the minute. I have seen nothing to indicate that you lot can get out, but I think that, perhaps, I am not really under the same category.

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[OoC: Angua's her haughty werewolf self as of when she was still living in Uberwald with her family pack. Also wolf icons don't necessarily mean wolf form unless specified.]

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I'd intended on at least attempting this ridiculous wish fulfillment thing earlier on in the week, but two of the outside worlds proved difficult to maneuver, or at least breath in. This one seemed more familiar to me, at least, but they've done dragons already. At least these actually breath fire now.

A lot of the other races aren't exactly what I'm used to, but then again, the other races aren't exactly used to me.

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Well, it doesn't take much to figure out that this isn't Ankh-Morpork. Although I can't say that I do know where this is. It doesn't look like anywhere I've ever been. I was able to figure this Talk button out, at least. I came to around some forest with this around my neck with a strap a few hours ago. But it could be that there's a very clever thief. Is anyone is missing a- little box with buttons and levers on it?

I can't find anyone that I know, it's possible that we were separated, although it's not likely. [She pauses, before laughing a bit awkwardly] I do suppose that this is still the Century of the Anchovy?

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[OoC: I didn't want to drop her into the City at full moon, so I waited until now, when it's just barely starting to wane. Welcome to the City, Angua!]