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#3661 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3662 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

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#3663 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

Anson watched him use his sleeve as a wipe and internally grumbled. He picked up the leg segments like sticks began dragging the body with him.

*These two are such great friends already*

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3665 Jan 19, 2022

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A human with nothing more than a bright smile, the clothes on his back, and three bags of holding labeled: Art Supplies; Art; and Other Junk.

???: This seems like a nice place to settle down. Hey barkeep! How much for a permanent room, and do you accept payment in Art?

*Hello! Im Chris. TTB(who runs the bartender) is offline rn, so its assumed your character gets what they want from them*

A blonde elven woman with blue eyes carrying a wooden staff, with an owl on her shoulder, looks over at the newcomer

???: Hello there, whats your name, m’lady?

"Call me Enethia. You?"

Art: My name is Albus Richard Tholmes, but people call me Art. I’m here to let my Art spread.

"I see... What kind of art do you do? Painting? Pottery? Sketches?" She slowly walks over

Art: Everything! I have trained in every artistan tools, and have them in my bag.
*Art pats the bag labeled art supplies*

"Interesting! May I see some of your work?" Enethia takes out a large leather bound book, and a smaller notebook

Art: sure.

*Art pulls out a light hammer from his art supplies bag. It has many symbols ingraved on it. It appears to be made from silver… and adamantine?*

Art: This is one of my first works. Not for sale. I use it in all my forging projects.

She looks at it carefully "Whered you get the material?"

Art: I made the materials myself. I know a spell that makes some spells permanent. So I just cast creation and limited permanency whenever I need materials. Only problem is my works don’t last in a field of antimagic.

She opens her large leather book "If you have the spell written anywhere, may I see it?"

Art: well, I’m a bard, but I think a wizard can cast it.

*Art proceeds to describe how he casts this spell: https://www.dndbeyond.com/spells/1293945-limited-permanence

She takes some quick notes "Ill copy it into my spellbook later. It takes quite a bit of time.." *What ability score does the saving throw use?*

**Spell casting ability**

Art: that is, the other drawback to my works.

*So the enemy makes a saving throw based on the user rather than the specific spell? Alright* "How long does one work normally take you?"

Art: Depends on the size of the work, from a day to a month.

"I see... Any projects you have currenty?"

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#3666 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

Anson watched him use his sleeve as a wipe and internally grumbled. He picked up the leg segments like sticks began dragging the body with him.

*These two are such great friends already*

*Hehehe, yes they are.*

Mud followed, looking off into the woods as he walked.

Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn

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#3667 Jan 19, 2022

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A human with nothing more than a bright smile, the clothes on his back, and three bags of holding labeled: Art Supplies; Art; and Other Junk.

???: This seems like a nice place to settle down. Hey barkeep! How much for a permanent room, and do you accept payment in Art?

*Hello! Im Chris. TTB(who runs the bartender) is offline rn, so its assumed your character gets what they want from them*

A blonde elven woman with blue eyes carrying a wooden staff, with an owl on her shoulder, looks over at the newcomer

???: Hello there, whats your name, m’lady?

"Call me Enethia. You?"

Art: My name is Albus Richard Tholmes, but people call me Art. I’m here to let my Art spread.

"I see... What kind of art do you do? Painting? Pottery? Sketches?" She slowly walks over

Art: Everything! I have trained in every artistan tools, and have them in my bag.
*Art pats the bag labeled art supplies*

"Interesting! May I see some of your work?" Enethia takes out a large leather bound book, and a smaller notebook

Art: sure.

*Art pulls out a light hammer from his art supplies bag. It has many symbols ingraved on it. It appears to be made from silver… and adamantine?*

Art: This is one of my first works. Not for sale. I use it in all my forging projects.

She looks at it carefully "Whered you get the material?"

Art: I made the materials myself. I know a spell that makes some spells permanent. So I just cast creation and limited permanency whenever I need materials. Only problem is my works don’t last in a field of antimagic.

She opens her large leather book "If you have the spell written anywhere, may I see it?"

Art: well, I’m a bard, but I think a wizard can cast it.

*Art proceeds to describe how he casts this spell: https://www.dndbeyond.com/spells/1293945-limited-permanence

She takes some quick notes "Ill copy it into my spellbook later. It takes quite a bit of time.." *What ability score does the saving throw use?*

**Spell casting ability**

Art: that is, the other drawback to my works.

*So the enemy makes a saving throw based on the user rather than the specific spell? Alright* "How long does one work normally take you?"

Art: Depends on the size of the work, from a day to a month.

"I see... Any projects you have currenty?"

Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

Lets summon archdevils

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

Anson watched him use his sleeve as a wipe and internally grumbled. He picked up the leg segments like sticks began dragging the body with him.

*These two are such great friends already*

*Hehehe, yes they are.*

Mud followed, looking off into the woods as he walked.

Anson watched him out of the corner of his eye. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked with a small smile

*behold the 3'7 Halfling and the sized-up Kobold*

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3669 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

Anson watched him use his sleeve as a wipe and internally grumbled. He picked up the leg segments like sticks began dragging the body with him.

*These two are such great friends already*

*Hehehe, yes they are.*

Mud followed, looking off into the woods as he walked.

Anson watched him out of the corner of his eye. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked with a small smile

*behold the 3'7 Halfling and the sized-up Kobold*

*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

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#3670 Jan 19, 2022

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"Uh-huh. There's always the future."

"indeed there is" he said. Suddenly the wood cracked. Six pairs of crab like legs sprig out from the crates lid and scurried out, stopping about 5 feet away and turning around, snapping its ferocious claws.

Mud seems very unconcerned as he watches the creature scuttle around.

Anson on the other hand looked a little frightens. He was scared of thing with more then four legs.

"What's wrong?"

'i dislike animals with more then four legs, they kinda freak me out" he said with a nervous chuckle

"Alright." He steps over to a tree, coolly leaning against it. "Let's see you overcome your dislike."

*Both Anson and Lawrence have been confused by the kobolds action*

Anson watches him, slightly confused by why the Kobold was asking him to do this

Mud made a hand motion like go on. "You said you wanted to cook it, well you have to kill it first, or at least disable it."

*lol*

Anson gulped and pulled out his Kyoketsu-shoge and started spinning it (i would look this up if you don't know)

*Oh, yeah, that thing.*

Mud watches form his position.

Anson looks clearly embarrassed "Stop watching me!" he said. He looped the chain around his arm and aimed for the Mimic's back legs.

attack: 19 damage: 5

Mud only watched more.

The chain cracked the back of the Mimic's legs. The mimic seemed to limp a bit and snap its claws in defense. Anson grunted a bit, like he said strength wasn't his strong suit and he was 80% sure he strained something.

Mud politely clapped before lighting a smoke.

Anson let out a low growl. He spun his chain once more, this time aiming for the Mimic's eyestalks.

attack 9 Damage 2

Mud sat down, figuring this might go for a while.

*XD*

He misses and Pisses off the Mimic who rushes him, tackling him with blunt force.

mimic's turn to roll: 13 Damage: 10

*He's probably right*

He puffs his smoke.

*Anson: I await death now*

*Mud: Cool bro*

Anson grips the end of the blade and smashes it against the claws of the mimic.

attack: 7 damage: 3

Mud sighed and got up, slinking over as he drew his dagger, then he stabbed the creature twice with his dagger.

23 to hit, 8 damage + 28 *Using Sneak attack*

18 to hit, 8 damage + 29 *Using Sneak attack*

He pushes the now dead mimic off of himself. He shudders, wiping blood off him. "Ick" he mutters

*Would the mimic still be alive if the second sneak attack was removed, I forgot it can only be applied once per turn.*

(Damage from Anson is 20 + damage from Mud is 44 (in total, not adding 2nd stealth) (Health for mimic's is 58)

*Alright, so it's still dead regardless*

He held out a hand to lift up Anson. "You okay?"

Anson nods, still looking miserable that he is covered in Mimic blood. "Ill be fine, just need to take 80 bathes." he said. He looked at the mimic givng it a small kick to make sure it wasnt coming back, it didn't move. He picked up the edge of the blade from his Kyoketsu-shoge and began to cut off the leg segments of the mimic

Mud wiped the blood off of his dagger on Anson's sleeve, then sheathed it back, dropping his smoke and stomping it out.

Anson watched him use his sleeve as a wipe and internally grumbled. He picked up the leg segments like sticks began dragging the body with him.

*These two are such great friends already*

*Hehehe, yes they are.*

Mud followed, looking off into the woods as he walked.

Anson watched him out of the corner of his eye. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked with a small smile

*behold the 3'7 Halfling and the sized-up Kobold*

*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3671 Jan 19, 2022

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

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#3672 Jan 19, 2022

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A human with nothing more than a bright smile, the clothes on his back, and three bags of holding labeled: Art Supplies; Art; and Other Junk.

???: This seems like a nice place to settle down. Hey barkeep! How much for a permanent room, and do you accept payment in Art?

*Hello! Im Chris. TTB(who runs the bartender) is offline rn, so its assumed your character gets what they want from them*

A blonde elven woman with blue eyes carrying a wooden staff, with an owl on her shoulder, looks over at the newcomer

???: Hello there, whats your name, m’lady?

"Call me Enethia. You?"

Art: My name is Albus Richard Tholmes, but people call me Art. I’m here to let my Art spread.

"I see... What kind of art do you do? Painting? Pottery? Sketches?" She slowly walks over

Art: Everything! I have trained in every artistan tools, and have them in my bag.
*Art pats the bag labeled art supplies*

"Interesting! May I see some of your work?" Enethia takes out a large leather bound book, and a smaller notebook

Art: sure.

*Art pulls out a light hammer from his art supplies bag. It has many symbols ingraved on it. It appears to be made from silver… and adamantine?*

Art: This is one of my first works. Not for sale. I use it in all my forging projects.

She looks at it carefully "Whered you get the material?"

Art: I made the materials myself. I know a spell that makes some spells permanent. So I just cast creation and limited permanency whenever I need materials. Only problem is my works don’t last in a field of antimagic.

She opens her large leather book "If you have the spell written anywhere, may I see it?"

Art: well, I’m a bard, but I think a wizard can cast it.

*Art proceeds to describe how he casts this spell: https://www.dndbeyond.com/spells/1293945-limited-permanence

She takes some quick notes "Ill copy it into my spellbook later. It takes quite a bit of time.." *What ability score does the saving throw use?*

**Spell casting ability**

Art: that is, the other drawback to my works.

*So the enemy makes a saving throw based on the user rather than the specific spell? Alright* "How long does one work normally take you?"

Art: Depends on the size of the work, from a day to a month.

"I see... Any projects you have currenty?"

Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

"When did this trouble start?"

NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
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#3673 Jan 19, 2022

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

*Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil.

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3674 Jan 19, 2022

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

*Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil.

Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

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#3675 Jan 19, 2022

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Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

"When did this trouble start?"

Art: About a month ago. That’s why I’m here. If this slump continues, I won’t be able to afford to travel to find more inspiration. So I came here, a famous tavern with plenty of colorful characters with inspiring stories. It’s, cheaper than travel.

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Platymaster of the Church (Cult) of the Platypus

Arachnapriest of the Guild of Spiders

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#3676 Jan 19, 2022

WendigoOfLore

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

*Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil.

Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes.

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

#3677 Jan 19, 2022

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Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

"When did this trouble start?"

Art: About a month ago. That’s why I’m here. If this slump continues, I won’t be able to afford to travel to find more inspiration. So I came here, a famous tavern with plenty of colorful characters with inspiring stories. It’s, cheaper than travel.

".... Colorful is one way to put it. Three fourths of people here are insane, both in good and bad ways, and the rest are sane, but each have strange quirks." She smiles "Guess thats one of the reasons this group of people is my home"

NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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#3678 Jan 19, 2022

Underfan8

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Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

"When did this trouble start?"

Art: About a month ago. That’s why I’m here. If this slump continues, I won’t be able to afford to travel to find more inspiration. So I came here, a famous tavern with plenty of colorful characters with inspiring stories. It’s, cheaper than travel.

".... Colorful is one way to put it. Three fourths of people here are insane, both in good and bad ways, and the rest are sane, but each have strange quirks." She smiles "Guess thats one of the reasons this group of people is my home"

Art: well, it nice to meat you. You’ve inspired me already. I’m going to my room to start working on a new piece of art. Good bye, hope to see you again.

**GTG bye**

Lets summon archdevils

Platymaster of the Church (Cult) of the Platypus

Arachnapriest of the Guild of Spiders

Disclaimer: Underfan8 is not to be held responsible for any of the following events happening as a result of talking to Underfan8, touching Underfan8, or even just seeing Underfan8: The rise of Tiamat, resurrection of vecna, pissed of genies, a complete and udder power change in the blood war, or a fate worse than a fate worse than total annihilation. Exist with Underfan8 at you own risk.

#3679 Jan 19, 2022

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

*Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil.

Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes.

*Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn

Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.

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#3680 Jan 19, 2022

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Art: I uh, don’t have any completed projects at the moment, besides my hammer. I’m having trouble finding inspiration.

"When did this trouble start?"

Art: About a month ago. That’s why I’m here. If this slump continues, I won’t be able to afford to travel to find more inspiration. So I came here, a famous tavern with plenty of colorful characters with inspiring stories. It’s, cheaper than travel.

".... Colorful is one way to put it. Three fourths of people here are insane, both in good and bad ways, and the rest are sane, but each have strange quirks." She smiles "Guess thats one of the reasons this group of people is my home"

Art: well, it nice to meat you. You’ve inspired me already. I’m going to my room to start working on a new piece of art. Good bye, hope to see you again.

**GTG bye**

"Good luck!" *c u soon!*

NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)

#3681 Jan 19, 2022

WendigoOfLore

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*Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan.

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

*Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

*Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil.

Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes.

*Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

*Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘