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Heart of Evil
Prelude
- Castle Dariad
- Father I fear what may happen tonight with the howling men in town, we no longer have the ogres to keep them in check.
- Bah, they only take the commoners, any noble worth his salt can fight them off.
- But father we might need a few commoners after the last winter.
- Mmmmm, right. Go out and collect a few of those with skills we might need after the world ends.
Standing before the tear at the heart of the Tury Barrows.- Your pets are dead, how sad.
- In that nasty little trade town, well that puts the dog in the cauldron.
- You might want to send a few specialists to deal with this matter, they seem quite adept at dealing with mere beasts.
At the former monastery of the order of Saint Mettelus.- Ding!
- Hoooowwwwwl!
- SHUT UP!
- Ding!
- Hooowl, yip, yip, yip, Hoooowwwl!
- SHUT THE FUCK UP!
- Every fucking time. I swear Im going to kill those misborn idiots.
- Ding!
- DONT EVEN START!
- Hoooowwwwwwl!
- THATS IT, Harggle take this stick and go beat a few to death.
- Hurrrrrrrr.
Player's Perspective
Experience and such
Name Base challenge Roleplay total Thing Ice ice Kormac 1,400 280 200 10,170 "I sneak up in plate mail" Ice capade Gorunn 1,400 280 240 8,275 "Lets see what happens when I stand in the tear" Polar bear fell on me Delvin 1,400 320 280 9,980 "I've always had an owl." Sick as a dog Caradoc 0 0 0 3,700 "I'm feeling ill" Sick as a dog Kolina 0 0 0 2,520 "He got it from me" Out of state Lazarus 0 0 0 3,425 "I'll be in New York"
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