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Phoenix looks about her surroundings, frustration clear on her face. She unleashes a blast of fire on a nearby inoffensive pile of rubble, then turns back to Sheng. "Perhaps it is best anyway - unleashing everything I had on him barely singed him. It was probably a foolhardy thing to pursue him...

INCORRECT! SIR EXSIXTEN DOES NOT SHINE, HE GLEAMS. Sir Exsixten stares hard at Jaz, as if insulted.

"The dangers of the wood are not nearly as dire as those of the marsh into which we delve. What haste we can make now will prove its value later if it speeds our apprehension of our dwarven friends and lets us slip quickly from the dangers of the mire - let us push on and rest near the forest's...

Yup. Otherwise you could just retain back and forth between themes that give items every time you leveled up.

Sir Exsixten stares at Jaz blankly for a moment, then glances at Jax. RE-NON-UN-EX-GHOST LIZARD JAXIMUS, IF WE ASSUME THE NUMBER YOUR WELL AGED SPECIES DUPLICATE JUST SPOKE WERE IN BINARY, THAT'S ONLY 32 GOLD. PAY HIM AND QUEST IS COMPLETE! <ERROR, ?NOT FOUND IN VICINITY, ONLY !, INITIATE BUG...

Sir Exsixten puts his paddles away and follows to the private room, the horde of wolf pups trailing behind him.

Seraph is all finished. She's extremely durable and has defender-level defenses so she can stick it out in the front lines without really even needing a leader (in theory). Blackguard damage is deceptive (having played on IRL) - her base at-will damage doesn't seem that high (1d8+14) she has...

"Phoenix" The woman says with a curt nod. She turns to Sheng. "I arrived with this," she says, holding up her hand to reveal a green ring. "The minotaur I was fighting wore it, then used it to swap places with some fool. If you use the ring, it switches itself and its wearer with the other...

Void of Meaning Alexander found the recon drone's signal as he braved the e-war storm raging across the mesh. The drone wasn't especially sophisticated and he bypassed its counter-intrusion measures easily. A moment later, he covertly placed a false movement reading in the house where the...

Authiel considers what she knows of the area briefly to determine if the risks of pushing on outweigh the rewards of resting. Lore Roll: 1d12+3d6=14, with one 6, using Mirkwood Lore if it helps. Name: Authiel Silivrenniel Culture: Elf of Mirkwood Standard of Living: Martial Cultural...

Sir Exsixten glances down at Jax, puts his axe and shield away, then pops open a side panel, produces two strange paddles attached to him by rusty wires, then places them on either side of Jax's head. CLEAR! The electric jolt is strong enough to lift the kobold off the ground half-a-foot...

Virgil could impart some of the rangerness himself, having been around Dante for so long. Dante doesn't strike me as the sort of soul that would return...

Sir Exsixten stares at the gobshark blankly for a moment, then shrugs. OF COURSE I NOTICED, MY TRUSTY COMPANION... UM... NEW HAIRCUT? NO, NEW BOOTS? AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION, SIR EXSIXTEN'S BRAIN IS CRAFTED OF PURE UNOBTANIUM, COMPRESSED VIA HANDWAVIUM INTO A NUGGET OF SOLID, HIGHLY CONDENSED...

Sir Exsixten skids to a stop in front of her then stares at her in complete silence for a moment. WHAT IS A WALL-E? A cockroach skitters across the top of a nearby table, pauses for a moment as though surveying Sir Exsixten, then skitters through a gap in his armor to somewhere inside the...

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No, she was going to have a different pet... seems I forgot to add that part to her history. I'll get on that. These guys have more of a connection with him anyway.

Got Dante retired and Seraph all ready to go.

The young woman has a grim expression as she looks about the ruin, haloed in pale flames that flicker in the empty white of one of her eyes. A steel staff is gripped in one hand, a knife of pale glass in the other. "Where did he go, you had to have seen him! He couldn't have gotten away already...

SIR EXSIXTEN HEARS JAXAMILIIAN BUT DOES NOT SEE HIM. EX-GHOST LIZARD, HAVE YOU BECOME AN UN-EX-GHOST LIZARD? IF SO, ASK THE LORDS OF AWESOME TO GIVE YOU A RIDE ON THE CHICKEN CHARIOT PULLED ACROSS THE SKY BY SIR EXSIXTEN'S HEAVY BATTLE CHICKENS FOR ALL TIME OR UNTIL THE EXPIRATION DATE OF A...

A cat charges through the door, under some tables, and out another door on the far side. A second later, a giant red-and-black mechanical wolf the size of a man charges through the door, rending it to splinters then looks around with burning eyes for its prey. <ELUSIVE FELINE MICRO-MONSTER...