Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Froud awakes, ignoring Forge, running about in his stockings as if the Dwarf wasn't there.
;Hmm, yes...3 more drams should do it, no...4 maybe.' Froud applies a thin oil-like substance to an odd jumble of gears and sprockets on the table, saying to Forge 'Behold my new Visual Information Storage Unit!'
Froud flips a lever and waits, excitement on his face...What happened next is uncertain...the Explosion was definately a loud one, though one could hardly see what damage was truly done through the thick Green Smoke. Grabbing his pack and boots, Froud ran into the Hall, coughing and muttering 'Hmm...maybe it was 3 Drams...'
OoC:Froud has pretty much everything listed on his sheet, as I only bought things that he could carry.
;Hmm, yes...3 more drams should do it, no...4 maybe.' Froud applies a thin oil-like substance to an odd jumble of gears and sprockets on the table, saying to Forge 'Behold my new Visual Information Storage Unit!'
Froud flips a lever and waits, excitement on his face...What happened next is uncertain...the Explosion was definately a loud one, though one could hardly see what damage was truly done through the thick Green Smoke. Grabbing his pack and boots, Froud ran into the Hall, coughing and muttering 'Hmm...maybe it was 3 Drams...'
OoC:Froud has pretty much everything listed on his sheet, as I only bought things that he could carry.