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1 mo ago
online spottily
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2 mos ago
posts done, will get to PMs tomorrow!
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2 mos ago
feeling better, going to start catching up. sorry for the wait!
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3 mos ago
still sick
3 mos ago
back! though sick... will be getting back to writing next week
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Got a 54!
Sure, I'm in!

And I'm fine with either an original world or an established D&D setting, depending on what the others want.
A'ight, thanks! Will do in the next few days.
Oh! Damn, just found this. Is it too late to throw my hat into the ring?
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Wager


AC: 15
Hit Points: 17/17
Feature used: N/A
Spells: Eldritch Blast, Mage Hand, Thaumaturgy, Charm Person, Hex

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Wager bowed, arguably with a little too much flare, as the door opened to reveal an old man. His clothes were at odds with the state of his face, and the tiefling couldn't help but wince at the sight of his wounds. Someone'd had a rough night - and for once, it wasn't him.

Behind the bruised man sat the source of the wailing, still unable to dry her tears. "The Brewmonts," Wager repeated with a hum and a nod. At the mention of a grandson, the tiefling's eyes swept across the - decidedly grandsonless - room, and his brow quirked. "Fond of the mountains, you say? Surely not so much he'd be there at this hour. Why, children - and adults, might I add - ought to be asleep by now!"

His gaze focused back on Lord Brewmont's bruised face, but his cheery tone didn't match the concern in his eyes. "So, pray tell, where might he be?"

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𝐹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔

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When nothing happened at first, Fellwing faltered. She truly must have been too tainted by Darkness to be heeded by the Moons above. In her desperation, she was ready to plead to the shadows as usual - when all of a sudden, a surge of warmth coursed through her. It was a pleasant feeling unlike any she'd felt before, yet she knew exactly what it meant.

She watched in awe as flowers started to bloom all around them, drawing the brownies' attention. It worked. It worked! "Stargaze, Shieldwing," she gasped, her usually calm voice overflowing with glee. "It worked!"

But there was no time for celebration. With Stargaze's lead, the dragons started to flee as quick and as quiet as they could, only to be intercepted by a voice. A... familiar voice, coming from a nearby bush.

Hesitant yet hopeful, Fellwing took a step closer. "Alpin?"
Could you hit me up with a wait list spot as well?
Hmm, so would there be another Traverse the Wilderness roll for the rest of the journey, or are we in the clear?
@Vertigo

Hmm. In this circumstance I don't think there's anything too crazy to really reveal; it's an item small enough to be held in one hand, and appears to slide into a groove carved into the Farmer's hand to be secure. This is unlike the Rose in the Prince's hand, which is simply set into his hand and loose.

Gotcha! I'll edit that into my post so he doesn't get stuck in limbo.
Would you like to go next @Guardian Angel Haruki or should I? I think we've lost Digizel for now at least ):
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