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8 yrs ago
Sometimes I don’t feel like writing but then I look at the rest of these forums and realize they’re dead af so I can’t be dead af either
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9 yrs ago
I am tired and very stressed - I will probably not be able to push out any replies for some time.
9 yrs ago
Will be away for three days - near to absolutely no internet. I'm afraid.
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9 yrs ago
I swear to God all the icons on the page turned into emojis for a moment...
9 yrs ago
I think I’m starting to be known on the guild as the guy who expresses interest in RPs but never joins
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After he talks to the priest.

And maybe he'll USE it for a MYSTERIOUS ARCANE CREATION!
Well, I see BOR'S SELLING some MYSTERIOUS WOOD! Maybe a STARRY VAGABOND would take INTEREST in that?
CS undergoing DRASTIC maintenance at the moment. Nate, you might have to accept it again or something.
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Business was good today. Bor hewed log after log to sell to woodcarvers, carpenters, wheelwrights, and even the occasional curious commoner. A large throng was ever so slowly attempting to make its way through the square, and so the availability of customers was considerably larger. Aside from the common pine and oak, Bor had a mysterious wood he called Mystra - there was only one small log in his cart, and that was a lot. Morris also seemed to guard the wood fiercely, growling deeply whenever a curious passerby tried to sneak a touch. Mystra was rare in Othea's woods, but near Bor's country house a little bit of it grew. Luckily, he had put up a rather high fence and of course none would dare anger Morris the vineman. The only customers willing to actually pay for Mystra were a few shady types that held gnarled old staffs and purple hoods. They only asked for a little chunk, which Bor more than willingly cut off with his large knife. In return, he got a couple of bags of gold.
Bor had no idea what Mystra did, but he figured it must be something magic and powerful that held absolutely no interest whatsoever to him. However, he did recognize its value and fenced off the area which it grew in his forest. He looked up towards the ever brightening sky. The coronation had to begin soon.
I had a character all planned out... But it was buried at the very end of Casual Roleplay. Must remember to subscribe.
Nate said
XD you took the full RPG approach with your skills there! Accepted.


Over-reading the DnD 5e Player's Handbook does things to the mind.

Btw, I'm going to be using the trinkets table found on there to get my ideas for useless clockwork toys.
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"I would say the same for you." The Guildmaster chuckled beneath his breath. "There are more of us than yourself, but I am inclined to get you out of my sight." His smirk dissipated. "In your sugared-to-hell words, I can bluntly see that you either a) actually plan to do what you say or b) betray our location to Bardy's men, so you can earn some brownie points with the king and get your filthy hands on some gold." He glared at the girl from beneath his hood, stroking his fierce white beard. "The Arcarti Scouts are useful, but they are not to be trusted." He abruptly snatched a crossbow from a nearby cloak and shoved the business end up her chin. "I am sorry to say I have to kill you. Any last words?"
Finally.vI was having trouble finding you guys.
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