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The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Oof.

Urban Shadows - Heebie Jeebies

I'm doing well too. I'll try to get a post done before the end of tomorrow.

Star Wars using Fate Core | No System Knowledge Required

Count me in.

Urban Shadows - Heebie Jeebies

@Dark Cloud
Welcome to the waiting list.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

@Dark Cloud
There ya go!

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

Skobeloff

Skobeloff looked at the twins and smiled reassuringly before looking back at Fogdance and nodding in acceptance of her request. "With the Moons as my witness, I promise to never speak of anything you reveal in this room." Skobeloff vowed.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Oh come on that's hilarious.

@Dark Cloud

It is, but it's also rather off topic. To get the laughs, you must post a D&D meme. Like so...

Urban Shadows - Heebie Jeebies

@Guardian Angel Haruki
"Grace! I hope I've found you in good spirits tonight, child." Mr. Dialtone's cheery voice greeted you from within the receiver. "I need to cash in your Debt. Did you catch the headlines on Awareness Radio earlier? Ol' Edward Farley bein' done wrong by someone in the City Council? Well he ain't about to take that lyin' down. And I can only do so much from in here, so I need somebody to lend a hand from out there. Reckon you could be that somebody?"

@XxFellsingxX
"I doubt lifting prints from those cards would help." Trinity tells you with a shrug. "This looks like the Trader's work. Faeries don't leave fingerprints. Do your thing, Kendra."

@RBYDark
A portal appears in the living room doorway, the music now sounding like it stems from the portal rather than everywhere and nowhere at the same time. After that, it doesn't take long for the musicians to start manifesting. They march into the living room out of thin air, playing their music loud and proud. Once they have all walked through the portal, the musicians sort themselves into two lines that form a walkway between the portal and you.

The music then begins to build and build as the sigil of Paimon appears on the surface of the portal. Then, as the music reaches its crescendo, a crowned dromedary camel steps into the living room, the King of the West riding upon its back. The camel moves along the walk way at a relaxed pace as its rider lounges on its back and enjoys the music. As always, King Paimon is as ostentatious as he is beautiful.

The camel stops as it reaches you, its arrival coinciding perfectly with the end of the musicians' song. Paimon looks down upon you then and speaks. "Ni, Paimon, Cin j'ez harl Klith mej Av Ith'mab Egjeth ez Lucifer, glevjixel ao pafrel ilgwej, Mitra Singh!" The King of the West exclaims in joyous greeting. As always, he arrives speaking in his native language, and will continue to do so until told to speak plain.

The Reincarnated (A D&D 5e Game)

Mission accomplished! Also...

With that said, a list of preferred classes can help the DM provide opportunities for the PC accordingly.

@Guardian Angel Haruki

I thought I had responded to this before, but apparently I did not. So I shall do to now.

You may notice that I have at least a 13 in all ability scores. And you may recall that in order to multiclass into another class, certain ability scores depending on the class need to be at least 13... need I say more?

The Reincarnated (A D&D 5e Game)

As introductions commenced, the former old man opened his mouth to speak his own name. He paused before he began speaking though. Then he closed his mouth and began rubbing at his forehead in confusion as others introduced themselves around him. He couldn't remember his name. No matter how hard he tried. No matter what part of his memory he combed in search of it. He could not for the live of him recall what his name was. 'How strange.' The former old man thought to himself. 'You would think something that has been with you your entire life would be easy to remember. Although...' He looked around. Much like how he couldn't remember his name, he found that he couldn't remember much of what had come before either. But he was certain it wasn't anything like this. And on top of that, the short, startled, staring man who called himself Marbess Kerfluffle had described Reincarnation as being born again in a new life. 'If this is a new life. Then perhaps a new name is in order. But what to call myself...' The hand moved from confusedly rubbing the man's forehead to resting against his chin as he mulled over what name he would go by in this new life he now lived.