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Ganaroth:
Heyo!
I'll be right back, sorry! XD
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vonel has connected.
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Ganaroth:
Oh,
shoot. As I just said, brb! Hi Von!
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vonel:
guys
could have said something
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Ra'ven:
?
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vonel:
still
not used to being up this late
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Ra'ven:
it's
raining really hard
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vonel:
must
have missed me, just some wet roads but no rain
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Ganaroth:
Back.
Hiya there. How are y'all?
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vonel:
Some
how more tired on the day when I wasn't awake for around 20 hours.
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vonel:
Not
sure how that worked
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Riot:
Switching
schedules like that always sucks, but especially if you've been
doing one shift for years
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Ganaroth:
RIGHT?!?
I'm in less pain, and probably a bit less depressed, but I'm so
fucking tired, despite all the coffee...
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Ganaroth:
You
have a much better excuse, though!
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Ra'ven:
I
stayed up super late finishing veilguard
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vonel:
It
feels like my body wants to switch, I feel asleep with out any
problems yesterday and had a good nights sleep
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Eileen:
Just
really tired right now, so yeah
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Ganaroth:
Are
you going to be ok?
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Eileen:
Yeah
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Eileen:
I'll
do my best
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Ganaroth:
Ok,
if you're sure. If it's an issue, say something, kay?
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Eileen:
Need
to do something to ground my head a bit more after last weekend,
been pulling myself back together all week but doing something
like this with friends will help.
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Ganaroth:
Mm.
Ok. Well, I'll do my best. Please show patience while I try to get
back in some kind of swing of things!
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Dnd: The Return: Part II: Redux. Yer outside a prison. If anyone can't
remember something, please ask!
=^v^=:
(( weren't we inside a prison in the
middle and trying to sneak/scout the spot that has a telporter block? ))
Riot:
(( ah yeah the teleporter thingy ))
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Ganaroth:
((That
sounds like a thing I forgot!))
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Ganaroth:
(I'm
super unsurprised that I forgot something. My head wasn't....
yeah. :s)
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Riot:
(( valid ))
=^v^=:
(( I think Ra was upset they even had
a teleporter blocker and Kay was pointing out how of course they'd have
one what if someone can just telport, but I think maybe Ra nd someone
else sneaky were going to check if they could spot any of the people
they were looking for but the rest of the party should get a little
close incase alarms blare etc ))
=^v^=:
(( but I coudl be wrong ))
Riot:
(( it was Lucky who was gonna go with,
iirc ))
Riot:
(( since she's sneaky ))
Regardless, the Teleport ward seems as though it's to the SW (unless I
said something else, lol.) Up above the lip of the pit, you can see the
pool of light from a lantern flame swinging about, and the sound of
heavy, shuffling footsteps as a big SOMETHING passes on its way north.
Escrish mentioned something about modified prisoners that he called "Big
Rats." You might want to take care.
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Ganaroth:
(Sounds
good to me. Make whichever rolls you think would be appropriate.)
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Ra'ven:
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Lucky:
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Ra'ven:
(screams
silently)
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Riot:
(( Godamnit. Rolled a fuckin 4 ))
Riot:
(( GIrl you jinxed yourself with your
damn name ))
=^v^=:
(( the problem with stealth checks,
bad guys only have to get lucky once ))
=^v^=:
(( specificly this lucky ))
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Ganaroth:
(I'm
trying to compensate for that issue whenever I can.)
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=^v^=:
(( chuckling at a steath mission
where it goes off fine except we escape and Lucky is behind stuck in a
large bird cage, "Oh no they got Lucky once!" ))
Riot:
(( lol ))
In any case, if anything sees or hears you, you can't immediately tell.
As you climb over the top, you catch a glimpse of the figure on its way
from you. It's probably about nine or ten feet tall, and a strange
combination of broadly built and gangly, its form outline by the flame
it carries. A low rolling chuckle coughs from the figure, which doesn't
seem to have noticed you at all.
Riot:
(( That doesn't intimidate me at all.
Nope. Not a single bit. ))
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Ganaroth:
(Lol.
Ok, so I'm not sure whether you're waiting for me, but I can move
on if you would like.)
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Ra'ven hopefully can find a way to
continue to check out pirionsers after the big scary thinggy
shambles by
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Riot:
(( Lucky is following Ra'ven's lead ))
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Ganaroth:
(Lol,
if you want to press the "next" button, you can just say so.)
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Riot:
(( also that Big Rat ugly as hell ))
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Ganaroth:
((Prison
Rats are just the worst, amirite?))
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=^v^=:
(( Vul is the rat connisur but would
probably not try a prison one ))
As the thing recedes further away from you, and you find yourself more
firmly enveloped by the dark, a calm, half bored/half amused voice
whispers to the two of you. "So... classically speaking, people don't
break into places like this. Though really, common wisdom really has
missed its mark on this issue." The deep voice sounds like a like
whetstone oil, feels like an edge, and you can see two glittering eyes
peering out at you from behind prison bars, casually honed in on your
position. "So, what are you smuggling into this place, fellow ne'er
do-wells?"
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Ra'ven:
"Trouble,
likely, maybe freedom..." Ra whispers back
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Lucky stands next to Ra and says
nothing, keeping her eyes out for more soldiers or big rat things
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Chrysoberyl:
"An
answer that earns you points from me. Tell me, what are the prices
of those things you've brought?" A tall, thin man sits against the
far wall, Garmera's silver orb illuminating him just enough for
you to see his toothy smile. His sparkling mica eyes shift over to
Lucky. "The next one won't be around for a minute or two. There
are supposed to be more... but for some reason, the ones that are
let go, or die, just haven't been replaced recently. Now, I don't
want to claim that Nosnra is pocketing the budget meant to go
towards additional treatments, but..." He chuckles.
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Ra'ven:
"The
first has already been paid by others, the latter.." she sighs,
"The plan isn't exactly super solid... Would you happen to know
where their little rune that stops blink... err. teleporting is?"
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Chrysoberyl:
"Indeed,
I know exactly where it is." He looks at you, weighing something
in his gaze. "And if I tell you, what are you going to do?"
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Ra'ven:
"Stop
it from working, for one." she nods in the blackness
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Ra'ven:
"Break
out the Wolfs, hopefully, plus probably other people, you know how
that goes."
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Chrysoberyl:
"Miss,
aren't you going to say something? I'm starting to think I've
offended you." His voice somehow hits Lucky as though aimed. There
is no doubt which of the two he directed the statement towards.
"You're with him on this?"
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Lucky:
"I'm
not offended. I'm just part of the muscle on this one."
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Chrysoberyl:
"Ah.
Don't worry. Muscle is fairly important, in the end. All the
clever plans in the world, and you're still nowhere without that
necessary shove." One of those sparkling eyes winks. "Well. You
keep feeding me answers that I like, so how about we help each
other, hmm? The rune of anchoring is inside a flat stone box on
the roof of this building. There's a laminated steel lock, and
then the lid will have to be lifted directly off." He smiles.
"Entirely simple, as long as you aren't seen."
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Ra'ven nods, "Makes sense, what's
looking there though?"
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Chrysoberyl:
"Aside
from the cannons along the perimeter? Just the rats. Or any guards
who might be around. Or the warden, may providence forfend. But
none of them are especially likely." He leans forward, shiting
position until his elbows rest on his knees. "I'm just looking out
for both of us, you understand. I don't want your little venture
to end prematurely, after all!"
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Chrysoberyl:
"So,
why break out the wolf pack? Not that they're terrible company,
but most people either don't care, or are perfectly happy to let
them rot."
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Ra'ven hmms, "Need their help to stop
something terrible from happening."
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Chrysoberyl:
"Uh
oh. Sounds serious. Anything I should be concerned about? And if
not, can I at least be curious?"
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Ra'ven:
"Oh
you should be concerned, might cause the whole city or larger to
become a horrible endlessly burningn pile of ashes and fire, but
can't really explain now."
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Chrysoberyl:
"That
does in fact sound like a problem." Lucky, for whatever reason,
his voice does NOT sound as though he thinks it's a problem.
You're not sure if he is intending to conceal that disparity or
not, or whether he's right to not be concerned, but his words
don't completely match his tone. "Well, I suppose you don't have
to tell me about it if you don't want to. It is, after all, your
own business." He sighs, and closes his eyes, shaking his head.
"Honestly, I feel bad at this point. You're helping me far more
than I've helped you. Is there anything else that I can do to
balance things between us? People like me do hate to leave debts
unpaid, after all."
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Ra'ven:
"Not
so much information-wise, unless you know precisely where the
wolfs are being held, but likely there will be a more motivated
desire for assistance in the event anything goes too off-kilter."
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Lucky cocks an eyebrow at his words,
an uncertain, and somewhat critical, look coming over her face.
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Chrysoberyl:
"Oh,
well if things become a real problem, I'll obviously help. I
wouldn't want this little investment to vanish. Now, PRECISELY
might be a little too much to say, but there are two of them in
this little collection of cells. Asleep right now, the poor
things. There are another six in the middle block on the opposite
side of the yard, and four more in the mines." He pauses, his
voice growing heavy and sad. "One of those isn't doing well, I'm
afraid. I can taste the poison in his wounds from here."
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Chrysoberyl:
"My
two neighbors are Eladrin. They more or less had to keep them next
to me."
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Lucky:
"Out
of curiosity, what excuse did they use to lock you up? Seems like
anything goes with the
Gardai
these days."
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Chrysoberyl:
"Hmm.
They claimed that I'd engaged in conspiracy to commit murder of a
political official." He rolls his eyes.
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Lucky:
"Which
one?"
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Chrysoberyl:
"Sekvet
Tenning, if I recall. He was... Minister of Navigation, I believe."
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Lucky:
"Ah.
Never had the pleasure. As it were."
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Ra'ven:
"Did
he end up dead?"
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Chrysoberyl:
"Neither
me. After all, according to the charges, I only engaged in
conspiracy, rather than murdering him myself." He nods solemnly.
"As it happens, yes. It seems so."
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Ra'ven:
"Okay,
good. Wanting some politician dead here seems to be a fairly
commmon pastime. It'd be wierd if you were here for that."
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=^v^=:
(( anyone remember if we were either
suppose to kill or spare the jailer person who has that key? ))
=^v^=:
(( the weapons lab key? ))
Riot:
(( I do not remember ))
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Chrysoberyl:
"Well,
I agree. That kind of the thing really can't be called a crime in
this city." He grins. "You're not from here, are you? Do you know
WHY political upheaval is tolerated here? The philosophy, I mean.
For the locals, that part is usually so obvious that they never
even have to think about it."
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Chrysoberyl:
((Supposed
to? I mean, that's up to you. You need to grab three keys out of
the identified five targets, but any five will do.))
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=^v^=:
(( I thought like, we were requested
to take specific things by ... uuuug... McA's characters? ))
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Chrysoberyl:
((Can
you explain what you mean? I might have forgotten something too.))
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Chrysoberyl:
((Sorry,
brb again...)
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=^v^=:
(( there was some intrigue on which
people they wanted us to take out with some "oh weren't they on your
side" "Ya, but they are also fuckers who need to die" ))
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Chrysoberyl:
((I
honestly don't know that I recall that, I'm sorry! Kinda
embarassing for me...))
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Chrysoberyl:
(Might
as well admit it. Better than trying to pretend, and tripping over
myself later.)
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vonel:
(( All I remember was there was a
"Yeah fuck that one guy, he can for sure die if it comes up" but now I
can't find it in the logs or even recall his name. ))
Riot:
(( I wanna say the stuff about the
actual jailer was told to us by Escrish ))
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Chrysoberyl:
(I
do remember that. But I'm pretty sure that neither Samir nor
Dinesh would mind terribly if any of the targets die.)
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Chrysoberyl:
(I'm
not sure if they said which ones they particularly hate, but I
don't think they'd lose sleep over any of them.)
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Chrysoberyl:
(I
remember them describing the various targets. I can't say for
certain that I didn't off-the-cuff something that complicated it,
but I don't recall intending there to be ambiguity of that
particular type.)
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Riot:
(( We'll see how the jailer acts when
we get to that point I guess? ))
=^v^=:
(( that's fine if there isn't cause
like half remembered... just don't wanna do stuff directly opposed to
existing things I might have half remembered right? ))
vonel:
(( general murder is a go, got it. ))
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Chrysoberyl:
(
Murder ahoy.)
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=^v^=:
(( guiz we need to blend in with the
population... better kill some politicians! *party in this town ))
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Ra'ven:
"Well,
we likely should get going with the plan before someone comes
back..."
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Riot:
(( tbf that's the town's favorite
pastime so ))
=^v^=:
(( it's funny cause Lucky is from
here but the player is named "Riot" which is approprate ))
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Chrysoberyl:
"Tch.
Nobody ever wants to talk about political philosophy." Despite the
words, both voice and expression remain essentially friendly.
"Well, I wish you the best then, and hope that you don't run into
the business end of a Hill Giant ballista. Oh, speaking of Nosnra,
she's down in the central mine area. Most of the place isn't big
enough for her, but there's plenty of room in the area they
process the ore. She tends to stick to there, to better keep an
eye on things."
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Ra'ven:
"Ya,
those automated ballistas hurt... maybe later on that
philosophy... "
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Ra'ven:
"Oh..
also, do you want a lockpick, sort of?"
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Chrysoberyl:
"No
need to worry. If you just go and break that rune, the way you
wanted, I shouldn't need one."
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Chrysoberyl:
"Though
I think I'll stick around for at least a few minutes. Just in case
you need help."
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Ra'ven tugs at Lucky's hand to make to
sneak away
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Lucky follows
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Chrysoberyl:
Fuck.
I don't know if there's a possibility of doing another session
another time this week or not, but, I even if there isn't, I just
can't keep going. Remember how I said I was super tired? Yeah.
Holy fuuuuuck. I'm actively nodding off here. I felt pretty good
emotionally, though. I'm excited to get back to this for the first
time in a while now, and if anyone is available, I'd be super
happy to give it at a couple more hours. I can't make excuses
otherwise, other than to say that if we keep playing, I just lose
what's left of my coherence.
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Chrysoberyl:
Fuck,
almost posted a whole row of w's.
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Riot:
(( Understandable and I currently only
have "find job" as a responsibility so ))
vonel:
(( I now work days, so my evenings
are free ))
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Chrysoberyl:
Pleasepleaseplease!
If we can do that, I'd love to. Literally any day.
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Chrysoberyl:
Any.
Day.
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Riot:
Whatever
works for everyone else should be fine for me
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Ra'ven:
lol
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vonel:
pick
a day, I'll be there
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Chrysoberyl:
Thank
god.
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Ra'ven:
Gan
almost posting their w's
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Chrysoberyl:
Whew.
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Chrysoberyl:
So
many w's.
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Chrysoberyl:
The
only place I get w's.
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Ra'ven:
remind
me to have Ra ask the party if their helper is a fey or a devil
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Chrysoberyl:
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Ra'ven:
she
thinks they are a devil, but might be a fey, but also is 100%
aware that she'd guess biased
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Chrysoberyl:
Tell
me when you want to play again this week, k? I just... need to go
die. But only for one night, hopefully.
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Ra'ven:
X
MEN WELCOME TO DIE
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Riot:
We
can figure it out in the discord lol
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Riot:
Sleepy
people go sleepp
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Chrysoberyl:
Lol.
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Chrysoberyl:
Zeleepnight
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Riot:
I'm
gonna go make dinner
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Ra'ven:
i
made servers 2day
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