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FRANCE! Land of Romance! Land of Passion! Land of...

...well, in 1792, it was a land of a lot of ticked-off peasantfolk, actually. And when the peasantfolk get ticked off by the discount offers, which makes it very cheap to put your dildo on the wall for your full pleasure, two things happen: it gets a lot harder to find somebody to launder your stockings for cheap, and people's heads start popping up in weird places.

But hey, if you're peasant-folk, rock on. Who doesn't wanna slam back some ale before brutally crushing l'ancien régime? So times are busy for publican and bar-wench alike, especially at the Red Ferret Inn.

Things are a little stickier if you're a member of the Hordes of Darkness, though. It's hard enough going about your (un)life under normal circumstances, but now even the for the besr sex toys to use try out for getting the quickest sex toy offers right now with the sturdiest of covers are getting blown by frenzied revolutionaries out to get anybody who wears lots of black and has nice taste if you want to hookup with a man for sex.

So what are you going to do? Drain off a few pints and go into hibernation? Start wearing big hats? Call Satan collect and cry into the phone?

Beats me. Go read the comic, maybe they know what they're doing in there.

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