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Dragonborn or the Nevarin (I don't know the proper spelling)
Dragonborn or the Nevarin (I don't know the proper spelling)
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Hey 16 is the most fantasy, final fantasy has been in years rather than steampunk. It's called final fantasy not steampunk fantasy.
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We can all agree that 12 sucked ass. Vaan is a stupid protagonist that I wanted so badly to die.
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The best final fantasy is 6 and I will die on that hill. I will die on that hill gladly and happily.
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Fuck you I'll drink gasoline instead.
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@TGM I'm done my sheet.
Next time I'll just do group initiative for the enemy.
@Necroes Come on de chat. And roll for initiative.
I'm just rolling in the chat, since it doesn't take me forever to do.
Initiative Order
Enemy's Initiative
A: 20
B: 19
C: 17
D: 14
(+2 Dex across the board)
Player Initiative
Zin: 16 (Goes before C)
Neth: 16
Tibor: 9
Azra: Nat 1 (3)
Alrighty we're entering COMBAT, so prepare your butts for death 
just kidding (aside from a nat 20 for one of the enemies initiative)
just kidding (aside from a nat 20 for one of the enemies initiative)Ye Adventurers Five...
After a few moments, the conclusion of the story came and went yet following it were the creak of wagon wheels and the humming of the gruff looking halfling driving the oxen forward. He was impressed by Tibor's tale but didn't say anything, because as the wagon was rounding a bend in the trail the halfling abruptly pulled at the bit and halted the wagon. "Oi lookey er' up ahead!" he hollered while pointing down the trail.
In the distance, about fifty feet from the wagon are a couple of dead horses laying sprawled out on the road. It surprises nobody as the halfling swears up a storm at the misfortune of it as it could cost another delay. Zin however notices quite a few details with her acute eyesight and elven hearing, she recognized the horses as the two owned by Gundren Rockseeker and a friend of his. The horses are flecked with black-feathered arrows indicating someone attacked the dwarf.
However her ears and eyes spotted movement in the nearby woodlands, that of short and squat humanoids chittering in an unknown tongue. Everyone hears something rustling in the woods and noise, it seems you aren't alone.
In the distance, about fifty feet from the wagon are a couple of dead horses laying sprawled out on the road. It surprises nobody as the halfling swears up a storm at the misfortune of it as it could cost another delay. Zin however notices quite a few details with her acute eyesight and elven hearing, she recognized the horses as the two owned by Gundren Rockseeker and a friend of his. The horses are flecked with black-feathered arrows indicating someone attacked the dwarf.
However her ears and eyes spotted movement in the nearby woodlands, that of short and squat humanoids chittering in an unknown tongue. Everyone hears something rustling in the woods and noise, it seems you aren't alone.
@Necroes I'll be in the Chat if you guys wanna talk.
Morgan glanced behind him once more before taking a deep breath 'I can't shake the feeling something is very, very wrong here,' he thought to himself, straightening his collar as he exhaled and much to his chagrin nothing changed 'I can't appear distraught, I'll just have to make haste to the meeting place without delay.' Morgan sighed as he dipped his hands into his suit pockets, he felt odd about the circumstances that may have brought him to the mysterious town of Arkham but one such as he was not the kind of gentleman to pass up an invitation, even if it had been a long journey to arrive in town.
Adjusting the mask to his face, bearing that of a fox's sly face the man picked up his pace and briskly walked up the pathway while doing his best to ignore the echo of footsteps behind him.
It would simply not do, to be fashionably late or early no he was to be exactly on time and not to be distracted by further figments or phantoms that his mind tried to create, no it would not do at all.
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