but I'd like for all the player characters to be human
Oh. Thank god nobody had an idea like that at all.
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Oh. Thank god nobody had an idea like that at all.
I am a hunter.
Should we wait for Hokum to get some licks in or continue on, Ink?
“the hills near my house caught fire some time ago and today I was drinking too much life has been odd
but will try to resume business as usual”
Just got this message from Hokum on my personal discord today, so I assume give it a day and if there's nothing by Tuesday night to proceed.
Cool.
Caramelle rolled her eyes as Turq and Veloce went on to explain why they wanted to become a huntsman.
Power. Strength. Money. Travel. A bunch of trivial reasons as far as she could tell, though Veloce’s story about owing a debt to a huntsman was at least half-admirable. She wondered what the other member of their group would say, though frankly, she was only slightly curious about the reasoning behind it. The brown-haired girl raised a brow as she mused over her own thoughts. Was it really their business that being a huntsman was something that ran in her family? All they need to knew was she was a huntsman because she was a huntsman.
“Does it even matter?” She groaned, “I’m a huntress because I’m good at it. Who cares?”
I'm not about to start another argument or risk player fallout, chief.
You want to DM, make your own game.
You want to DM, make your own game.
“Normally, I’d say we don’t have the numbers to play seek and destroy.” Gaida smiled warmly as she put her hand on Ezmy's shoulder, “However... we aren't exactly lacking in people or suits.”
Gaida understood the logistics of tracking down pirates when their orders were contrary to that, but the red-haired woman would remind that she signed up to protect this junk-rig of a ship. Nothing more and nothing less. She didn’t have any skin in the game with the pirates, though she knew the shortstock beside her most certainly had a sort of axe to grind. She was certain she yearned for action rather than protecting the ship or scanning around junk fields hoping that something interesting happened for once.
She looked back toward Disker as she released her hand from the girl’s shoulder.
“I can power up my suit and join your group. At least, as long as our defenses here are ample enough. If we end up not doing little Ezmy's plan.”
inb4 there's an invisible barrier through the torii and Junichiro just ends up running face-first into it
You run through the torii. Nothing happens. There's forest and mountains as far as the eye can see... if it wasn't already dark.
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