[OOC] Halfling Quest - [Calling EvilHalfling]
- Thread starter Ferrix
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Slippshade
First Post
This is going to be to damn much fun. 
Great Posts everyone!
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Great Posts everyone!
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Tarlonniel
First Post
The DM is chuckling? 
Run away! Run away!
Run away! Run away!
Slippshade
First Post
I may be short on posts this week.
Ferrix - If you need to feel free to NPC me to move the plot along.
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Ferrix - If you need to feel free to NPC me to move the plot along.
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hafrogman
Adventurer
Kudos? Like the chocolate bar? Yummy 
. . . and now, for everyone's amusement, I present. . .
Gramma Kimble
A kindly, caring, amazingly sweet little old lady. She's also the only person in the village capable of keeping Jerran in line. The primary tool used in this enterprise is her solid hickory walking stick. She's well known amongst the village youngsters as a distributor of her famous ginger snap cookies. She used to run the family trading business with her husband, but upon his death she retired to her little cottage in the village and left the business to her son, Jeran's father. To everyone she is simply the nicest person you've ever met, which is part of why even Jerran can't stand up to her. But she still doesn't take any guff from her grandson. She has amazingly selective hearing, incapable of hearing any of Jerran's excuses, but capable of detecting the most quietly muttered back talk. When Gramma Kimble asks Jerran to run an errand, it gets run. . . and often enough it's a thwack from the walking stick that gets him moving. But he always gets a cookie when he finishes. . .
. . . and now, for everyone's amusement, I present. . .
Gramma Kimble
A kindly, caring, amazingly sweet little old lady. She's also the only person in the village capable of keeping Jerran in line. The primary tool used in this enterprise is her solid hickory walking stick. She's well known amongst the village youngsters as a distributor of her famous ginger snap cookies. She used to run the family trading business with her husband, but upon his death she retired to her little cottage in the village and left the business to her son, Jeran's father. To everyone she is simply the nicest person you've ever met, which is part of why even Jerran can't stand up to her. But she still doesn't take any guff from her grandson. She has amazingly selective hearing, incapable of hearing any of Jerran's excuses, but capable of detecting the most quietly muttered back talk. When Gramma Kimble asks Jerran to run an errand, it gets run. . . and often enough it's a thwack from the walking stick that gets him moving. But he always gets a cookie when he finishes. . .
