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Household Adventures, a Two Little Mice game

You've got Bartholomew's intentions right.

Household Adventures, a Two Little Mice game

Once he had finished his meal and emptied his tankard, Bartholomew rose from his seat, bent down to peck his wife on the cheek, straightened up again, and turned to regard the table as a whole. "I shall be off then." The old Bogart declared. "I wish you well in your endeavours." With that said, Bartholomew made for the exit.

Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

Here's my guy.

Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

What does SL mean?

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Fyodor Strelnikov

Fyodor found the understanding and the reminder that he wasn't alone in these habits to be reassuring. He shot an annoyed glance towards Jarret when the halfling made his comment, but quickly turned back to his wine when Ulgad ordered the drinks be finished up. Despite the order, Fyodor couldn't help drinking slower than he should have been. In his mind, a longer head start that the fanged drow had on the Bleakers would mean a lesser chance of them running into each other. A prospect Fyodor could definitely get behind. But since the order to finish drinks had been given, Fyodor knew he would need a reason for why he was still sipping. And so Fyodor asked Ulgad a question that had been on his mind ever since the gnoll announced his intention to join the expedition. "What was it that got you interested in this task?" Fyodor asked Ulgad. "You're not usually one for venturing out like this. What's changed your mind this time?"

Adventure (A D&D 5E Game)

Are we just waiting on Birdboy?

@Lurking Krog

Only Haruki has posted since the latest DM post. Aside from her, we're waiting on everyone.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

I wonder how Bob is doing right now. Last we saw of him, he had to split off from us on our approach to the Tollway.

Fabula Ultima: JRPG Adventures

I shall be going for a Loremaster/Orator.

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Jenk proceeded through the crowd at a leisurely pace, slower than those committed to racing the dwarf but faster than the elf. As he made his way through the crowd, a sixth sense he had developed for approaching longshanks feet suddenly flared up. "Gah!" Jenk exclaimed as he dodged out of the way a split second before the foot he had sensed came down on the place he had been only a moment before. The goblin looked up to stat cursing at the inattentive longshanks, but the sight that met his eyes left the words stuck in his throat.

Everyone was looking at him. Not just the guy who had almost stepped on him. Not just the people who had likely heard his surprised vocalization. Everyone. Even those who were far enough away that they had no reason to turn towards him. Even those who in fact had every reason not to look away from what their gaze was upon before. This was a sign. It had to be. Jenk had not been simply sent here to learn magic. Divine providence had brought him here to fulfill some holy purpose. And though Jenk did not yet know what that purpose was, the knowledge it was there filled him with DETERMINATION. Jenk quickened his pace a little as all around him returned to their morning business.

When Jenk arrived at the canals, the goblin snickered and shook his head in amusement at the sight of those who had decided to race the dwarf jumping onto and off of the water taxis. He himself stopped at the water's edge and looked at the passing boats. Soon enough, Jenk spotted one that wasn't currently in use. "Taxi!" Jenk called out to this taxi, one hand raised above his head. The others could race if they liked. But Jenk would travel the rest of the way to Alandri's place in style.

OOC

Rather than using Athletics to jump onto a passing water taxi, Jenk uses Diplomacy to hire one instead. He rolls a 14.

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

"If you intend to run off at least wait until you are sure where we are going." The elf spoke up.

"Jenk help." Jenk added. "Jenk caught what beardy metal longshanks say. Jenk tell you." Jenk then proceeded to give a more easily follow able set of directions to those who intended to race Haibram.