The bartender takes it and points to a staircase going down. "Go down there, turn right at the first turning, then right again at the next, then left, and your room will be on the right, door number 97." He hands you a golden key.
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There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
"Thats why blankets exist."
"Hmmm. If you don't mind, I'm going back to bed." The creature sinks back into the ground, becoming completely disguised.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
"Thats why blankets exist."
"Hmmm. If you don't mind, I'm going back to bed." The creature sinks back into the ground, becoming completely disguised.
The man sighs, turns on the saftey, shoulders his rifle and walks into the tavern.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 14
It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
"Where else would I sleep?"
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
"Thats why blankets exist."
"Hmmm. If you don't mind, I'm going back to bed." The creature sinks back into the ground, becoming completely disguised.
The man sighs, turns on the saftey, shoulders his rifle and walks into the tavern.
Not many people are in the Tavern. The bartender is helping someone get a room, a Thri'Kreen is chilling at the bar, a Kobold is chilling at a table at the back of the room, and a man in a cowboy hat and boots is drinking at the bar
*All these characters are other people's characters, apart from the bartender and the Cowboy who are NPC's.*
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a room would be most appreciated
how much do i owe for a room
i'm being forced to be late to every dnd session by bad scheduling and keeping up with these forums
unofficial titles:
Lightning strike of legend
A high quality room is 3 gp per night, a middle quality one is 1 gp per night, and a low quality one is 5 silver per night
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i hand over 1 gp
i'm being forced to be late to every dnd session by bad scheduling and keeping up with these forums
unofficial titles:
Lightning strike of legend
The bartender takes it and points to a staircase going down. "Go down there, turn right at the first turning, then right again at the next, then left, and your room will be on the right, door number 97." He hands you a golden key.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
There is a loud roar of a helicopter as a man jumps from it and lands on the island. The helicopter flies away as the man takes in his surroundings. The man is 5'11", has brown hair, blue eyes, he wears a white shirt, black pants, and brown boots. On his back he has a backpack and a rifle. On his hip he has a pistol and a knife that are both holstered.
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The ground beneath you begins to shake. But it's not really the ground. It's the grass.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The man crouches down and gently touches the grass trying to see where the origin of the shake is coming from.
Investigation: 13
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It's coming from below, as if somethings shaking the roots of the grass
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The man pulls a small shovel out of his bag and starts to dig.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
The ground rises up underneath you, and you fall backward onto the ground. Rising up in front of you is a strange figure. Like a goliath in size, but made completely of mud and grass, apart from its nose which is granite and its eyes which are polished black pebbles. "You trod on me."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Very quickly the man puts away the shovel and takes his rifle off of his shoulder and aims it at the goliath. "WHo are you?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"A resident of this place. Why did you step on me?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The man clicks off the safety. "Well maybe you shouldn't hide in the mud."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Where else would I sleep?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"On the ground, and not under the ground."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"People sleep above the ground? Don't you get cold?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Thats why blankets exist."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Hmmm. If you don't mind, I'm going back to bed." The creature sinks back into the ground, becoming completely disguised.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The man sighs, turns on the saftey, shoulders his rifle and walks into the tavern.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Not many people are in the Tavern. The bartender is helping someone get a room, a Thri'Kreen is chilling at the bar, a Kobold is chilling at a table at the back of the room, and a man in a cowboy hat and boots is drinking at the bar
*All these characters are other people's characters, apart from the bartender and the Cowboy who are NPC's.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.