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Think about what you're doing, you go down that road and you become an enemy. No, you become worse, worse than the demon threat to the town. You become a monster
Fae, I'm already a demon.
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Fae, I'm already a demon.
(btw 'Red Alert' is when the IC is being spammed with porn gifs. The other term for Red Alert is the apocalypse/exterminatus fodder)
You mean we could have been posting porn gifs this whole time and we haven't?
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We are also remembering a time of sharp karma, swiftly applied to an arsehole's face.
No, the other time, to the other arsehole
The West is the most specific non-specific answer I can issue without giving the mystery away.
The real answer is Gondor
Vaeri woke up early and prepped the wagon and horses for the journey. Everything seemed alright, and although the jasmine spell was odd and somewhat obtrusive, it was rather simple to ignore. Jasmine was never a scent that really stuck in the nose like rosemary, rotten egg or skunk. Now that she thought about it, yesterday had been the first time a day passed out without something cataclysmic occurring. Maybe this pattern could continue. It was a faint hope, but at least it was a hope that wasn't unfounded. After helping with preparations, she spent a good half hour in prayer as she waited for Lob to return and lead the way.
For breakfast, the cleric ate a humble meal of some of the rations she had in her bag while she observed the town idly. It did not really bother her that the townspeople were avoiding them. She just adjusted the hood of her cloak and kept her gaze down. The snout of a black stallion entered her field of view, she turned her head to see the horse of one of the new travelers, his name was Trombe if she remembered well enough. On his back was his owner, the swordsman, Kazuo. Cautiously, she pet the horse's head a few times before he walked off, apparently satisfied.
Kazuo did not wake up until the group had been traveling for a couple of hours. An annoyed Trombe did most of the legwork of keeping up. Kazuo could tell because his entire body felt like crap. It took him a good minute to wake up and observe his surroundings. There was a green guy crawling around sniffing the ground in front of the group.
Kazuo rode up to the man in armor and leaned up close to him.
"What's with the green guy?" he whispered at a volume he was sure the elf chick wouldn't hear. Growing up around a half-elf got him pretty familiar with the enhanced senses of the Fair People.
For breakfast, the cleric ate a humble meal of some of the rations she had in her bag while she observed the town idly. It did not really bother her that the townspeople were avoiding them. She just adjusted the hood of her cloak and kept her gaze down. The snout of a black stallion entered her field of view, she turned her head to see the horse of one of the new travelers, his name was Trombe if she remembered well enough. On his back was his owner, the swordsman, Kazuo. Cautiously, she pet the horse's head a few times before he walked off, apparently satisfied.
Kazuo did not wake up until the group had been traveling for a couple of hours. An annoyed Trombe did most of the legwork of keeping up. Kazuo could tell because his entire body felt like crap. It took him a good minute to wake up and observe his surroundings. There was a green guy crawling around sniffing the ground in front of the group.
Kazuo rode up to the man in armor and leaned up close to him.
"What's with the green guy?" he whispered at a volume he was sure the elf chick wouldn't hear. Growing up around a half-elf got him pretty familiar with the enhanced senses of the Fair People.
As easy as the low hanging fruit of lob and the dwarf competing for loudest snoring. I'd love it if the demure or elf was the real window rattler.
Woo post 666! can I add half-fiend template(+1 ecl) to Lob instead of a level up?
Half fiend template is a +4 LA. You'd have to save up quite a few levels
Jetara was canon. But then Jet died(?)
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That's still a Het pairing, though.
No it isn't. Aang's a woman.
Exactly.
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