KAID: “I don’t like the idea of the Paladin touching me….I mean he IS a holy man.”
GM: “He’s not Catholic…though he does lick his palms whenever he lays hands on you.”
MALACHI: “Ewwwwwwww….”
MALACHI: “Wait, Raven can’t move, she’s still paralyzed. You are going to leave her alone in the stable with Misha?”
KAID: “Honestly, Malachi, I would be worrying about the horses’ purity.”
GM: “Okay, the robot back hands you for twenty points of damage and you fly thirty feet, headstrong into a tree--”
MISHA: “—I cast resist tree.”
GM: “You see stacks of these brown rectangular things wrapped in clear plastic.”
MALACHI: “Looks like poo.”
KAID: “I think they’re rations.”
MISHA: “Chocolate rations?”
KAID: “Maybe Chocolate.”
URIEL: “I vote for poo.”
MISHA: “Okay, we have two guesses. Ones for Chocolate, the other’s poo. I would motion those who chose chocolate lead this group.”
URIEL: “Max can’t get through the tunnel. He’s twenty feet tall. The tunnel is ten feet. That’s 10 Feet of ‘I DON’T QUITE FIT!’”
GM: “So, the mage whips out a 25 foot long python.”
URIEL: “Holy crap.”
MISHA: “Excuse me!”
AIDEN: “It’s the staff, it can turn into a snake!”
URIEL: “Thank god you clarified that.”
MISHA: “Mine’s still bigger.”
