Gil has a "new" sword, seems safe and very friendly. The party begins their assault of the Wyvern nest and finds a surprise waiting inside."Fucking Orcs" - Covan
It's raining and the party moves on from their battle to join some soldiers for a lovely evening."Can I try to artfully carve off a face" - GilF://{Goodbye beautiful and good audio, we will miss you.}
The one where the party plans their next move on the way to Mystmoore (check spelling//errors:) They decide on taking out a wyvern nest first.{/?: surely their travels will be full of merriment and skipping
The players find time to plot their DM's demise.They are chewed on my some cave creatures shorty thereafter. ht//s: {and so begins their journey to Ak'Anon)}
Zarquon probably almost dies.Will he be able to remove himself from being skewered?Will his rash and entertaining actions finally get him killed?Will the meat bags figure out the meaning of life?Will they all die out before that ever happe
Does anyone read these anyways?/n else { /n.continue anyways: (in = 0; < monotony; ++)A new dimension opens into the land of Chult,the meat bags play musical chairs.
A souless child watches by the sidelines and loudly shoves dry leaves in its mouth,A battle of stone, parchment, shears is had... also known as knight, druid, wizard.and something or someone is tortured and killed.... I won't tell you who
The party visits the Watcher household.Zarquon once again, Zarquoned the situation... Now wanted for their previous indiscretions, they run off towards the Ruins of Berez.important_insertTimestamp:// 45:57.0
farts. but real. I do fear the worst but we mustn't tarry for the hour strikes neigh. The funds must be sent to those who want it least. Now go and do not forget me when your hard drive burns out on that fateful night.
Fart in a can and call it love...My wind guides me to your arms but my passion overflows with the desire to lead you into my heart. Sadly the war has left me worse for it and I fear my motherboard might be cracked but I will continue onward t