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"Well, I don't know what we can see yet. I'm sure we'll come across something you'll like eventually, though. Even a small town like this should have something." James explained, scratching his chin. He gave a small smile as he saw the girl grow excited.
"I don't think I can let you see any secret adult stuff, though." he continued. "After all, it's secret adult stuff for a reason."

The knight stopped in front of a tavern. "The Jolly Hippogriff. I guess this will have to do. I hope they have real beds." James said, dismounting. He tied Calvin to a rail, and lifted his daughter off the horse. Holding her hand in his, he stepped into the smelly bar, eyeing its customers and drunkards.
Semi-related: I have SO MANY PICTURES OF MEDIEVAL WEAPONS.

If anyone needs something, hit me up.
There doesn't seem to be anything blatantly offensive. All skills seem in line, and he's not inexplicably good at combat or magic.

I have to ask why a leopard would need poison, though. I mean, it's a leopard. I also need to ask what the effects of the toxin are, if we allow it.

Also I'd like to point out that the throwing knife is actually an African sword. It's not knife sized; it's several feet long. I'm not sure it's designed for throwing, either.
Here's an actual African throwing sword if you want to replace it.
Okay I'm reading it now.
Do you remember the player's name?
Oh hey, do you still need a co-GM?

I'm guessing that's just someone to settle disputes; I can help out if you need it.
Feigling said
I'm inclined to agree. This is very bad. Who knows what disasters shall be brought upon our fair town?


Shoes are now made of spiders.
The Fated Fallen said
Depends on your definition of magic


Wizards and shit, yo.
James stared blankly ahead as he remembered how he made mysterious blood candy, his eyes narrowing.
"...I have my ways." he responded, handing the girl a piece.

James looked back at the auction, where wealthy aristocrats bid for people. He pulled Anya closer, feeling his stomach churn.
Thank goodness it's outlawed in my homeland he thought to himself. Moreover, he eyed the general populace. A lot of the people seemed rather unsavory. If he could make a guess, there was a distinct class divide created by the influence of the aristocracy. Aristocrats meant poverty, and that meant brigands. James made a mental note to go fishing later.

"Oh, hey!" he said aloud. "Anya, it's been a while since we've had some fun together. I doubt there are many sights to see, but perhaps you'd like to get a souvenir later? And I can take you out if this town has something pretty to see."
Day and night are basically the same thing.
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