Psyker Landshark
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STATUS: As a GM, I hate all my players in particular 3 mos ago
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As a GM, I hate all my players in particular
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joining the war on smoking, on the side of smoking
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as a patreon reward I will read your least favorite person's handmade custom tabletop RPG homebrew and ask them why they didn't just run it in 5e instead
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I started RP before double digit age but you couldn't have gotten an admission I was under 18 under threat of death. Kids just casually admiting it online now is wild.
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the whole subway's mine for the slammin'
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Getting real Game of Thrones up in here.
TwilightDragon said
I also imagine Darrian freaking out internally when his true born son hugs him. "LANTUS GET HIM OFF"But nu one iz postin'.
inb4 Lantus is the grandfather and he's like "lolnope I like him better than you"
KILL LA KILL 17 THO. KILL LA KILL 17. FUCKING YES.
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"Knight captures rook, check." Lantus moved a black chess piece forward, eyes narrowed as he surveyed the board. With nothing else to do until his reconnaissance patrols returned, he had challenged Darrian to an impromptu match of chess, seeking to take the man's measure in strategy. And then Lantus had found him wanting. The Exalt was utterly terrible at chess. His play was impulsive, eagerly trading pieces with Lantus for no reason while leaving the rest of his pieces exposed. Soon enough, Darrian's king was left dangerously open, the majority of his pieces decimated.
"If I may, my lord," Lantus kept his tone light and conversational. "If you are intent on repeatedly putting yourself in danger on the front like this often, would it not be prudent to marry and ensure that you have an heir soon? You are a skilled warrior, Exalt, but ill fortune could strike anyone on the battlefield," Lantus gestured towards his eye patch as Darrian moved a rook forward to capture the knight that had taken his other rook. But that left him open for the end. "Should the worst come to pass, the exalted blood must be preserved. What say you, Your Majesty?" The general moved a black bishop forward and threatened Darrian's king, which he had just left open by moving his white rook. The white king was completely hemmed in, with no safe spaces left to move to. "Checkmate."
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Alicia was rather flattered by the man's compliment, but kept her composure as befit a noble of her station. "You honor me, sir. I am Alicia of Westshire." She replied, referring to her father's lands as her origin. However, something the man before her said sparked her memory. Laius...wasn't that the name of Plegia's crown prince? She had heard it both in passing and in her foreign relations lessons, but to have the crown prince of Plegia be such a shameless flirt was stretching the imagination. Still, there was no harm in asking. "Laius of Plegia...is that not the name of Plegia's crown prince?" Alicia inquired.
"If I may, my lord," Lantus kept his tone light and conversational. "If you are intent on repeatedly putting yourself in danger on the front like this often, would it not be prudent to marry and ensure that you have an heir soon? You are a skilled warrior, Exalt, but ill fortune could strike anyone on the battlefield," Lantus gestured towards his eye patch as Darrian moved a rook forward to capture the knight that had taken his other rook. But that left him open for the end. "Should the worst come to pass, the exalted blood must be preserved. What say you, Your Majesty?" The general moved a black bishop forward and threatened Darrian's king, which he had just left open by moving his white rook. The white king was completely hemmed in, with no safe spaces left to move to. "Checkmate."
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Alicia was rather flattered by the man's compliment, but kept her composure as befit a noble of her station. "You honor me, sir. I am Alicia of Westshire." She replied, referring to her father's lands as her origin. However, something the man before her said sparked her memory. Laius...wasn't that the name of Plegia's crown prince? She had heard it both in passing and in her foreign relations lessons, but to have the crown prince of Plegia be such a shameless flirt was stretching the imagination. Still, there was no harm in asking. "Laius of Plegia...is that not the name of Plegia's crown prince?" Alicia inquired.
SOON, DAMN IT. FUCKING CALCULUS IS PUNCHING ME IN THE DICK.
Soon, Twi. Soon.
Yes. Nui is best girl.
FUCK. I'M WRITING. HAVE TO GO STUDY FOR CALC QUIZ SOON DOE. FUCKING QUIZZES.
Asura said
We don't ACTUALLY need a Lord. We've got a member of royalty, a couple nobles and two tacticians. The lord would probably just get in the way of things.
Sounds about right.
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