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Fell, they/she, English, currently obsessed with DnD and other ttrpgs. I do art sometimes. I GM the Epyllion campaign Beyond Moonlight's Reach and the Daggerheart campaign The Witherwild on this very site.

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Stargaze: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Fellwing?
Fellwing: No.
Skobeloff: I do!
Stargaze: I know, Skobeloff.
Skobeloff: I'm sad.
Stargaze: I know, Skobeloff.
I do indeed mean per person. Sorry for the confusion.


Alright, thank you. Just needed to make sure I was clear on that.

... also Plasm needs to come over here right now or Flicker's not going to buy enough to feed everyone xD
It'll take a day or two to reach Zephyr. Long enough for two small encounters to happen before the party gets there.


Alright. And when you say 'per meal' do you mean 'per person'? Or does one meal cover the whole party?
Has it been mentioned how long it will take for the group to get to Cascade's village?
Jub the Peculiar


Jub followed Brutrumukk's gaze towards the boat. It said a lot about the state of things that a boat driving itself was perhaps the least bizarre thing that had happened to them today. That being said, the boat and the magic that seemed to be around it still made his wary. "If you're planning on hijacking that boat back towards the cottage, you're going to be sorely disappointed," he said. "It's got some sort of enchantment on it to make it go back and forth between the two docks." He glanced over at the barbarian. "I heard somewhere that gnomes are apparently more magically attuned than most other folks so I'm surprised you can't sense it. Maybe that's something they have to train themselves to do..."

As he was speaking, something seemed to occur to him. "Look, if I really can't persuade you not to go to that cottage, there is perhaps another way. I still have a couple more uses of that charm the Witchlight Carnival gave me when I was crowned monarch. Now that we're about the same size, I could try and carry you over there." He didn't exactly want to enter that hag's house again, but if the former bugbear was dead set on it than he doubted he could persuade him otherwise. At least this would save them some time... and the possibility of ending up in the water once more.
Plus, let's be real: in a game about clowns, we needed at least one bard. To play a game about clowns without a bard would be sacrilegious. The clown gods would come down and make sad faces at all of us. It would be very unpleasant.
... realised I should get up a post. I'll try and get one up tomorrow
Me just realizing how squishy our party is.


Yeeeeeeaah. I was originally planning on having Arthek be a cleric, but I realised it didn't really fit him. As he stands now, he can play the healer role but he is, err, not going to be taking hits so great.
Jill Brookes



Location: Camphor's Lab Mentions: @Savo @Rune_Alchemist


After her little encounter with the Rotom-phone, Jill had scooped up the still-irritable Aster and followed the rest of the group back to where Camphor was waiting for them. The professor then handed them each of them a strange device which Jill held up to her face in fascination. When the screen came to life, Jill gave a small squeal that first sounded surprised then became one of delight. Again, this kind of technology was not something she was used to, and even as she followed the rest of the group out of the habitat and back into the reception area, her eyes were glued to her Pokedex. She flicked through the various screens, paying particular interest to the map. She was so transfixed she didn't even seem to notice as the rest of the group started to trickle away, leaving only her and a few others left in the lab. It was only when the purple-haired boy from earlier addressed that she finally raised her head.

"Hmm?" she said. She glanced around herself to make sure he was indeed pointing at her. "Oh, err..." Her mind started rewinding as she tried to figure out what he was asking her. What was it... double battles? "Oh! Okay!" Her face lit up. "Yeah, that sounds great, doesn't it Aster?"

The monkey pokemon, who had managed to get out of Jill's grip and was now climbing up onto the girl's shoulder, looked round in surprise. She looked from Jill, to the purple-haired boy and his Riolu, to the two other trainers and their Pokemon. Then, a big grin spread across her face and she jumped down from her trainer's shoulder and onto the lab floor, getting into a fighting stance.
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I like to imagine every time Arthek enters the speakeasy and/or King's Chamber, he's hoped the rules have changed, and he complains about the fact they haven't each and every time.
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