Who are you?

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New to the Billabong, huh? Well, don’t let me stop you.

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What? You want to know who I am?

 

Well, aren’t you curious?

 

No one’s ever asked me who I am before. Mostly, they’re too scared of my looks.

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Name’s Plague. I’m new. Though a lot older than those Dutch Angel Dragons next burrow over. Noisy herd of…

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But that’s not what you’re here for.

 

My story? It’s nowhere near as interesting. Similar to Wommera’s. I was cursed. Mostly for pissing off the wrong witch.

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I’m sure you’ll hear more about it in time.

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Better get out here for now. It’s getting close to sunset, and I’m getting hungry…