A Wild Beard Appears; A Pathfinder Experience

Namira
Mr. Danya
Joined: May 28th, 2007, 12:31 pm

May 1st, 2014, 3:51 pm #1


Just recently a lil' group of us kicked off on a Pathfinder campaign. It's my first time sitting in the DM chair, so naturally I have immediately gone mad with power.

This thread is a place for our heroes to post anything they might fancy about the adventure (and adventurers), and hopefully within which we will be proceeding to update you over time about the escapades of one and a half elves, one and a half humans, a dwarf and half of a ling, whatever that is.

So read on for a mystical journey of intrigue, magic and warfare!

And beards.

Lots and lots of beards.

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Orebic Underheld



Floriano DeRosa




Keila Blathin



Lyka


Rhonda



Deceased

Aeta Tideturner


Retired

Lisbeth Rand


Lori Silvermane


Locke Highwater
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It was deleted for some reason but I thought it's important to note:

You don't have to be void born in order to be an Adept.


SotF: Mini - SCdoes a-rolling! - PV3 Prologue ongoing!
Draw Thread! - Pathfinder! - Writing Thread!
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13:58 Gianni Oh come on you broke someone's heart
13:59 Gianni you are proud, not embarrassed
13:59 Christian Yes
13:59 Christian Be proud
13:59 Christian Do we not all strive to break a human soul?
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Vincenzo/a 'Vinny' 'Enzo' Gatti | DO IT FOR THE VINE.
Toby 'Noodle' Andreasson | :|
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G008 - Kammy So'oialo | wants a new script
G062 - Becca Everett | was a damn superstar
G071 - Sunshine Cho Lee | trusted
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G026 - Rosalia Fiametta | Found it. | Walkie Talkies
G014 - Yelizaveta 'Bounce' Volkova | Out of here | Gasoline
B060 - Brock Mason | Thump. Thump |
G029 - Kristina 'Kris' Hartmann | Put Down. | Drama Bombs [∞], M79 Grenade Launcher [x6 grenades]
G117 - Jessie Anderson | Still Smiling | Faith
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Badb
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Joined: February 16th, 2009, 8:51 pm

May 1st, 2014, 4:56 pm #2

YOUR OP IS WEAK, ELENA. ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL.

In our last adventure Elena put us up against like a hundred dudes and also a level 5 monk. Two members of our party died and Elena had to GM fiat it. BALANCE.

YOUR HEROES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN:

OREBIC UNDERHELD:

Dorf Paladin, played by Kilmarnock.
Professional Paladin and Amateur Skull-Crusher. Follows Keila around for some reason.

KEILA BLATHIN

Half-Elf Sorcerer, played by Deamon.
Pretty sure Keila is on drugs. Mostly throws rainbows at shit.

LISBETH RAND

Half-Elf Ranger, played by Rachel.
Bounty-Hunter and the only person in the party who understands the term "due process".

FLORIANO DEROSA

Half-Elf Bard, played by DiseasedBear.
Also a half-elf. The healer we need, but not the one we deserve.

AETA TIDETURNER

Halfling Fighter, played by Slamexo.
Not allowed in taverns any more.
V5:
B035 - [color=EF98AA]Ray Gilbert[/color] - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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wrote:[18:10] <Laurels> WWJD? Fuck corpses, apparently
wrote:[15:16] <Naft> My college once nearly burned down because someone tried to make a bong out of dollar bills and the fire alarm didn't work
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MK Kilmarnock
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Joined: April 14th, 2009, 10:12 pm

May 1st, 2014, 6:17 pm #3

Journal of Orebic Underheld
Penned the 14th day of Moradin's Hall

I write this in preparation for the partaking of a journey, the likes of which may potentially lead me around the continent and possibly around the world as well. If I am to return to Yuulg, that is a question to be answered by fate and time alone. So as I write this down, I look around the walls of my old hovel. I suppose I will miss it, but what is missing to a dwarf will surely be in the exact condition he left it upon return.

The stories told to me by my father of Blathin are but in the tone of his voice and not etched in stone, nor marked on parchment. I have only my memory to carry me on this journey - that, and my journal, so that it might help me to recall some detail. They are in Haaft's landing... the first destination of what I am sure will be many. There, I will be meeting a Cayla. Kayla. Keila. I am unsure of how her name is spelled, but I will be meeting her.

I am told many things about her. Too many to write at the moment, but the most outlandish are things that certainly will not be escaping my memory any time soon. She holds within her an ancient power, one that has the potential to be terrifying if not monitored. I have yet to encounter a phenomenon the likes of which I've been informed of, and so I am apprehensive. If she is anything like the older of the Blathin line, however, at the very least I know that the link between the Blathin line and the Underheld clan will continue to be moored in trouble, adventure, and cheating death.

So Moradin help me.

Orebic Underheld
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Jerry Fury - The man, the myth, the legend
Coleen Reagan - The girl who half-loved the world
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V5 Roster:
Cody Patton : That bitch.
Sean Mulcahy : The world was kind to reprieve him of his fear...
Jessica Sanders: She hoped it would be quick...
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20:17Sideliner:Toben and Ricky are like a sibling version of the Joker and Batman, only Batman is just as much of a mass murderer. He just hides it better.
19:58LaurelsHow does your dick smell like Fritos?
14:36 MimiI THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE FRIENDS > 14:36MimiI THOUGHT YOU REALLY LICKED HER
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Badb
Mr. Danya
Joined: February 16th, 2009, 8:51 pm

May 1st, 2014, 9:34 pm #4

Journal of Lisbeth Rand
Case Notes: A Murder in Broad Daylight.

Another murder case. My skills are wasted on cases like these. The circumstances surrounding this case were, however, unusual enough to pique my interest. Victim was stabbed to death in the middle of a crowded street in broad daylight. An unusual MO for a cut purse and too obvious to be a hired killer. The Target is obviously the killer, who escaped apprehension by running into the crowd.

Personally witnessed the crime, further piquing my interest. Street was too crowded to mount an effective pursuit of the killer, so I waited for the guards to investigate. I volunteered to assist the City Watch in their investigation. Following a brief questioning, myself and a number of other witnesses- this was, after all, a crowded street during the City's largest festival- were sent to investigate an unrelated string of robberies in the docks. I suspect the City Watch's motives in "requesting" our help may be less than noble, and I have no intentions of being their hired thug.

Here is what I managed to determine:
- Killer is a tall, blonde humanoid of indeterminate gender. Had no beard. (Apparently, this is important.)
- Murder weapon was a strange knife, possibly enchanted. Not a military sword, nor was it connected to the case in the docks.

Something doesn't add up. I'm gonna keep investigating. With or without the others.

Case Notes: Robberies in the Docks.

This is a list of things that actually happened today:

1. I died. That was certainly a thing that happened.
2. I and some "amateur enthusiast" thugs-for-hire were sent to investigate a string of robberies in the docks.
3. The group decided to split up and search for clues. I was paired with a Halfling ex-cop named Aeta. We decided to ask around the local taverns for information.
4. Aeta threatened the owner of one such establishment. In his own bar. Surrounded by the man's drunk patrons. Aeta is no longer allowed in taverns.
5. Met a sleazy elf in another tavern who claimed to know something about the attacks. I threw him two silvers to get him talking and he gave me the murder weapon- "discarded" by the attacker. The case started to seem more like a murder case than a robbery. Retrieved the murder weapon and presented it to the City Watch as evidence.
6. We regrouped at the Station. The dwarf had the idea of disguising ourselves and pretending to be the City Watch. This terrible idea lasted until someone politely informed him that the attackers had avoided openly antagonizing the Watch.
7. So we stood out on the docks and waited for a fight. A drunk man with no weapon made us all look like chumps.
8. Also, I died. That was a thing that happened.
9. After a protracted fight, we defeated the drunk and his hired sailors.
10. The Dwarf Paladin caved in an unconscious man's skull because Paladins have no concept of due process. Go team.
11. Then we got paid and the others went to get drunk. Aeta hopefully died in a painful and hilarious way.

Everything sucks and I'm going to sleep. The City Watch think we've solved the case but I think they're hiding something.

-Lisbeth.
V5:
B035 - [color=EF98AA]Ray Gilbert[/color] - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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wrote:[18:10] <Laurels> WWJD? Fuck corpses, apparently
wrote:[15:16] <Naft> My college once nearly burned down because someone tried to make a bong out of dollar bills and the fire alarm didn't work
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Deamon
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Joined: June 1st, 2011, 8:03 pm

May 2nd, 2014, 1:26 am #5

Diary of Keila Blathin

Dear diary.

Today was interesting I guess. I mean it started out normally I woke up and helped around the inn all the usual things. After finishing all my errands I was just about to go for a walk when this dwarf walked in to the inn. He said he had been sent to watch over me. I didn't really get time to tell him to leave me alone because after we'd left he inn a man got stabbed in the middle of the street in broad daylight. During the middle of some celebration or something I dunno, my dad did explain it to me but I wasn't really listening.

We ended up speaking to some of the city guard because we were witnesses and going to speak to a guy who had been attacked and roobed robed by some guys at the docks. So me adn and the dwarf his name is Orebic were thebait while the others hid and we waited for the thigs thugs. So me and the other witnesses, Lisbeth (a half-elf like me but she's taller and more grumpy), Orebic (you know him), Aeta (a halfling who talks like he thinks he's a legendary hero) and Floriano (a half-elf like me who is good at first aid).

So we got in this big fight and I think Lisbeth may have died. I knocked two guys out using that rainbow thing I do and Orebic had a fight with a big guy with a massive beard...then he caved in one of the thugs skulls, which was less cool.

We got paid the most gold I've ever seen in my life by the city guards. Then Aeta asked if there was anywhere I new where we could drink, only because I asked Orebic if he wanted to spend the night at the inn. (He explained his father new my father and his glandfather grandfather new my grandfather).

So I've drunk for the first time and thats why this entry is all scribbly and makes no sense. I think I had two and Orebic said I did well for my size. I still feel dizzy though. I might go to sleep. We were told by the city watch that they may have more work for us so that should be fun. It's almost like an adventure. If only we left the city. Ok diary I'm done writing.

Night!
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Dear Diary

It's morning, my head hurts and I have no idea what I wrote in you last night.

I'm sorry.

Keila.
Forrest Quin - At the Zoo
Bret Carter - On a date
Aliya Kimia Nemati - In Training
Arizona - Practicing
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Gray Emerson - "No. We don't follow."
Yasmin "Yaz" Carroll - "I don't really have a plan anymore."
Christopher Harlin - "You can look me in the eyes and shoot me."
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Slam
Mr. Danya
Joined: August 11th, 2009, 7:39 pm

May 2nd, 2014, 2:17 pm #6

Journal of Aeta Tideturner

Now that I’m out in the world and making a name for myself, I decided that I should keep a record of my adventures. That way, my future fans will know how it all happened and how their hero become their hero. I’ll have to get someone who’s better with words than me to make sure my story receives the justice it deserves at some point, but for now I’ll just make sure to keep notes of what happened so that the writer knows how it all went down when I get around to hiring one.

CHAPTER ONE: A HOT MUGGY DAY

That day marked the first day in my bold new adventure on the continent of Tarai. I remember the sights and sounds of Hafft’s Landing’s celebration with great fondness: booze was flowing, loose men and women were everywhere, and the fresh smell of the sea air hung in the air.

That was until the horrible stench of murder overcame it.

I rushed outside as fast as I could, but the murderer had already legged it. Though I tried to give chase, my size worked against me in the crowd, and I lost sight of them within moments. Sensing an adventure afoot, I headed towards the local guards office in hopes of finding clues.

There, I found myself paired with four other people who had also seen the murder. The chief, a man of little patience and a little moustache, didn’t seem happy about the idea of hiring on highly trained people like myself, and so he assigned us to an unrelated string of robberies instead. Though the idea didn’t seem like the most exciting thing in the world to me, having much rather been interested in finding the killer and taking them down I took it on after lengthy negotiations where free booze was offered. Well, I negotiated free booze out of him.

Anyway, me and the other four, a tiny half elf named Keila, a dwarf named Orebic, a ginger half elf named DeRosa, and an irritable cow named Lisbeth, split up into two groups to check down on clues. Drawing the short end of the straw, I wound up with the last one, who I decided to nickname Hot Pants, as I didn't know her name at the time.

Heading towards the scene of the crime, it was my idea to investigate the local bar. The first bar, Sailor’s Rest, was very uncooperative with our investigation, but I could tell they didn’t have any useful info, so I took Lisbeth to the nearest other tavern, named Red River or something like that. Inside was a shifty looking man with a knife, which I negotiated him down from one gold piece to two silver pieces with a glare alone. Lisbeth was going to hand him full price, but as a former guard, I know how to deal with extorters like him when I run into them. Oh yes and the sailors on the docks were no help either.

With the knife in hand, we went back to meet up with the rest of the team. They talked to some wounded guy and got the details of the crime, so I came up with the idea of a sting operation to flush out the muggers. It worked like a charm, as the dwarf and his half elf companion were quickly ambushed by a group of armed men and a drunken ugly half orc.

I wasn’t in a good spot, so it took me a while I leapt into the fight as soon as I could, though my companions weren’t as capable in a fight as I was, so there were some injuries. Though I took down two of their men and their leader, Lisbeth was nearly taken down by one particularly nasty mugger. Thankfully, the tiny half elf sprayed him with a rainbow, so there was obviously a reason she had decided was allowed to chase down these criminals. the rainbow knocked him out.

After we’d beaten their leader, and the rest of their crew save for one slippery crossbow man who couldn’t aim at all, the dwarf showed a dark side and executed one of the muggers on the spot. I thought it was a bit much, especially since the town guard couldn’t have been that far away, but decided not to hold it to him. They knew what they were doing when they tried to attack us, after all.

With the muggers beaten, the chief offered us a generous pay and additional work if we wanted it. As the mystery of the murder remained unsolved, I knew that I would be coming back to them to keep looking into this. That, and I couldn't shake the feeling that the chief was holding out on me.

But before that, we all went drinking at the tiny half elf’s tavern. Well, except for Lisbeth, but that was probably definitely a good thing.

ENEMY LOG

I’ll keep track of who I beat and how too, just so that the playwrights know how to best write my epic battles.

Mugger, Cutlass
Comes in packs. Fairly easy to put down, especially if they forget how long a spear is, and don’t like rainbows.

Mugger, Crossbow
Comes with the cutlass muggers. Packs a wallop if you don’t deal with them, make sure you do next time because they tend to run away like little girls if they’re on their own. Oh well, scars are sexy.

Hauk (I think? Something like that.) Vulk Turns out Hauk was that half-orc deputy.
Can wail on a dwarf in a suit of armour with his bare fists forever, but can’t do much about a spear in his chest. May also have a thing for dwarf that goes both ways. Drunk and potentially dangerous, but in custody now thanks to us.
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MK Kilmarnock
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Joined: April 14th, 2009, 10:12 pm

May 2nd, 2014, 4:57 pm #7

Journal of Orebic Underheld
Penned the 16th day of Moradin's Hall

I write this after waking up from perhaps the most long, restful sleep I have enjoyed in a month, and before undertaking the most annoying chore of attempting to don my armor. Normally, I have help donning it from another from the order, but now that I am effectively in a room by myself... I may have to call somebody up. Perhaps the senior Blathin will help.

Yesterday's trials were many, and I feel they were largely accomplished. Unfortunately, not long after meeting with Keila, we witnessed a murder happen right before us. Asked for questioning (and thankfully not considered suspect as my initial misgivings would have predicted), I took it upon myself to serve the city watch as part of my civic duties. I was accompanied by others: a professional hunter of some sort, a singer of songs and stories, and a wee one claiming to have been a cop. Of course, Keila was there too. I suppose this could serve as our proto-adventure.

When apprehending a group of criminals, I was able to quickly eliminate at least one man from the fight, then I was sure to keep the largest and angriest foe's attention directly on myself. I am pained to admit it was a glorious battle, one that would have bestowed great honor upon me if I were to have died. There were no deaths between the two of us, and he was taken alive for questioning. There were deaths, of course. One man died early on, and I delivered the final blow to another before my companions seemed to find it objectionable. Why ending the suffering and slow bleeding of a man who had accosted us as a murderer and thief would be objectionable, I do not know. What I do know is that the order asks of me to adapt to cultures and to remain inoffensive, so long as I may still adhere to my oaths, personal and dutiful.

Also Keila asked me not to do it again. So the war hammer will only meet a standing opponent. Fair enough.

Orebic Underheld
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Jerry Fury - The man, the myth, the legend
Coleen Reagan - The girl who half-loved the world
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V5 Roster:
Cody Patton : That bitch.
Sean Mulcahy : The world was kind to reprieve him of his fear...
Jessica Sanders: She hoped it would be quick...
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20:17Sideliner:Toben and Ricky are like a sibling version of the Joker and Batman, only Batman is just as much of a mass murderer. He just hides it better.
19:58LaurelsHow does your dick smell like Fritos?
14:36 MimiI THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE FRIENDS > 14:36MimiI THOUGHT YOU REALLY LICKED HER
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Serpico
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Joined: December 7th, 2011, 8:49 am

May 2nd, 2014, 7:16 pm #8

From the diary of Floriano Teimerkus DeRosa
Date left blank.

Truth be told, I miss Variin. My family would send me off again if I was to return, so I find it difficult to lift my spirit even with these festivities. I was told that my father might be somewhere “that way, to the west probably”, which is a testament to my grandfather’s elder’s lack of direction or care – we have long grown distant (he’s so hateful, even without him saying it you can tell). I have no idea where to go, there is no trail to follow, but I wear the surname of my father in the hopes that somehow it will help – probably futile. I am told that I look very much like him; I’m not sure how to feel about it. His name is Mackwell, I have to remember that.
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I was witness to a murder, so definitely not a day to lift my spirits. I did not see much, save for their hair colour. It was bright blonde, not very much to go on unfortunately. I was rounded up as a witness and ended up collaborating with some strangers on request of the city guard. There was a constable Markus, around the age of thirty perhaps. He enlisted us to investigate supposed muggings, apparently his force was busy.

A half elf, an adult with colder disposition and dark hair, she also saw the same plus more, they lacked facial hair and carried a strange weapon. I’m somewhat embarrassed to say that I’ve forgotten her name. I don’t know if I should come clean and ask. There were others, a younger looking girl with blonde hair named Keila, and her supposed dwarven protector Orebic (She seemed puzzled about it and so was I) There was also a Halfling, who later offered me a drink. He is known as Aeta, there’s no way I’d forget the name of someone so kind as to offer that. I’m not usually shy, but today I found it difficult to speak up. I hope that I made a good impression. But I guess I digress a little.

There was a half-orc guard named Hauk, he was actually kind of helpful in an enthusiastic way, I suppose. We split up; half of us leaving to see a man who had been attacked, the ones that left were Aeta and the black haired one – Really I should remember her name, I remember her face clearly enough. There was talk about high king Gustaf, Tolstygg the younger and Skarn, it was mostly idle speak. When we arrived to see the man who had been attacked – Jurgen his name was – he was still recovering. He described the night in the detail he could, cloaked figures posing as muggers but did not seem interested in money very much, already peculiar I thought. He continued to elaborate that they had heavily braided beards. Orebic and Keila remarked this to be something common among some northern workers at the docks, sailors and the like. After leaving we conversed a little, it made me feel a little at ease with them.

When we regrouped, the group planned a stakeout for the muggers. Orebic and Keila would serve as bait at the docks, and the rest of us would be watching. I’m ashamed to say that I was spotted relatively quickly, I thought the alley was a good enough cover but I guess it really shows that I’m still new to these situations. I had intended to fight, but I found little opportunity to strike any opponent when my allies’ wounds became pressing matter. I started to perform; singing songs traditionally intended to inspire courage. I’d never tell them, but I was singing to steel myself for the battle because even with all I had been taught, I felt inexperienced.

There was a relatively large man – more beard than man, who seemed to cause the most trouble for us. Orebic went into melee with him, keeping him occupied. They exchanged banter to the point where I began to feel mild discomfort from it, like the feeling of being the third wheel on a date. Keila’s magic was impressive, and Aeta was more powerful than what my initial impression of him suggested, the one with black hair seemed to be trained in archery – I wish I had taken up the bow sometimes, I don’t think she’d show me if I asked. When the arduous battle was drawing to a close, we managed to capture the bearded ring leader. Orebic did something unexpected; he crushed the skull of an incapacitated man. Everyone else began to object, I think I was the only one not to, I had mixed feelings about it but it was already done. The criminals were collected by the guard; we were given a substantial reward for our troubles.

Most importantly these people feel like proper companions for the most part, I don’t know if I’m being too enthusiastic about it. Truth be told, I don’t think I’ll be too lonely for a while – I hope I impressed them. It was an entertaining night of drinking.
---
Coming back to my journal a few hours later, I remember that her name was Lis or Liz, something like that. I guess I won’t have to tell her I forgot her name after all! Unless I have to recall her full name, I’m in trouble then.
NOTHING HERE, GO HOME EVERYONE.
Brady Kim Floyd || Cochise Highschool - Senior || Status - Just Fine || Availability: NIl. ||
Pregame thread count: || 1 ||
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Namira
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Joined: May 28th, 2007, 12:31 pm

May 7th, 2014, 12:53 pm #9

Session two is in the books.

It may or may not have featured the following:

Smuggling ale into an interrogation.
Northman Hogan.
Threatening to waterboard prisoners.
'Period dress' ship figurehead.
WOLGREN
Spending quite a while thinking a fat, balding man was a wizard.
Pirate shawn michaels.
One-shotting a boss fight.
Nearly dying because of webs and friendly fire.
And of course... beards.

SotF: Mini - SCdoes a-rolling! - PV3 Prologue ongoing!
Draw Thread! - Pathfinder! - Writing Thread!
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13:58 Gianni Oh come on you broke someone's heart
13:59 Gianni you are proud, not embarrassed
13:59 Christian Yes
13:59 Christian Be proud
13:59 Christian Do we not all strive to break a human soul?
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Vincenzo/a 'Vinny' 'Enzo' Gatti | DO IT FOR THE VINE.
Toby 'Noodle' Andreasson | :|
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G008 - Kammy So'oialo | wants a new script
G062 - Becca Everett | was a damn superstar
G071 - Sunshine Cho Lee | trusted
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G026 - Rosalia Fiametta | Found it. | Walkie Talkies
G014 - Yelizaveta 'Bounce' Volkova | Out of here | Gasoline
B060 - Brock Mason | Thump. Thump |
G029 - Kristina 'Kris' Hartmann | Put Down. | Drama Bombs [&#8734;], M79 Grenade Launcher [x6 grenades]
G117 - Jessie Anderson | Still Smiling | Faith
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May 7th, 2014, 3:11 pm #10

Ricky rolled a fort save against Hep C.
V5:
B035 - [color=EF98AA]Ray Gilbert[/color] - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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wrote:[18:10] <Laurels> WWJD? Fuck corpses, apparently
wrote:[15:16] <Naft> My college once nearly burned down because someone tried to make a bong out of dollar bills and the fire alarm didn't work
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