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5 mos ago
Current War...War never changes.
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5 mos ago
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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5 mos ago
We can all agree that 12 sucked ass. Vaan is a stupid protagonist that I wanted so badly to die.
5 mos ago
The best final fantasy is 6 and I will die on that hill. I will die on that hill gladly and happily.
5 mos ago
Fuck you I'll drink gasoline instead.
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So we are killing Bavlorna right?
Oh, so familyland. Nice!
@Chris488 so you were in orgyland okay.
Fading are you even in the game though?
Thank goodness I'm not playing a certain dragonborn barbarian
Hello all, the first post for the Kakariko gang is up. Feel free to post, I'll be working on Orins gang up Death Mountain later in the next day or so!
Gabe does not care. And can't party members have separate rest types? Honestly I don't see why the rules are like that. Cause like some people could rest for 8 or 9hrs while a few other party members rake a shorter rest.

But I'll abstain.


The pitter patter of rain against his helmet and the faint crow of Cucco coming from the village was all that the lone guardsmen standing watch had for company on this dark moonless night. Quiet nights like this almost made Wern believe the world wasn't all messed up like it was, shaking his head the guardsman perished the thought. Wishful thinking wasn't his job, gone were the days where he could just slack off and daydream.

Wern sighed, returning his gaze towards the path leading outward to the fields beyond the village, not that there was much to see with the dark of the night and no moon to cast any glow so best the man could do was hold his torch out of the wind and rain. Must have been an age since he remembered that the poor folk of Castle Town came here, least his son had a few kids to play with.

Shaken from his thoughts, the guardsman stumbled for his torch when the cry of an owl broke the tranquility of the night causing quite a kerfuffle as he caught it. Wern swore under his breath, tired of jumping at every noise. After his shift was over he'd thank the Goddess for a good night's rest, these long nights were taking their toll.

These were restless nights, though few were outside in the dreary weather some would find rest beneath the shade of buildings but none ever sat beneath the tree closest to the village gate, though one Cucco pecks the ground around it without making so much a peep from its beak.
@Zool no, I just am dumb. Nvm
Great a combat encounter...for a party of commoners πŸ˜‚
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