(IC) DND 3.5 Enter Planescape

[Steve Gorak]

Aril takes off his helm, revealing brown hair that has been "French braided".
With a quick twitch, his ears untuck themselves from the braiding.

ARIL​

Good to meet you Bimble. (Nods back)​

I was wondering, is your war dog is also trained to track by scent?​

Bimble nods and says "Yes, Rao is smart, he can track, and do a few other tricks". He then continues listening.

 

[Brendan Byrd]

"Aril, you native here? You're being a right cobber and speaking like a Prime."

(Aril grins mischeviously)

ARIL​

I's a Cager, Mr. Black. Had me a good tout that got me through the Clueless phase, though.​

Ri' now I's rattlin' my bone-box Sigil like. The lanned say that Common started here and spread out through the multi-verse.​

"Prime" is something that you are. Born on one of the Prime Material Planes, you's a "Prime". Born elsewhere, yer a "Planar". It's all academic, until someone tosses a Protection from Prime spell at ya. Right now, you're Clueless and Cagestruck, no offense meant.​

I've been speaking like I have, because having folks go barmy isn't ideal. (Smiles)​