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The Master and the Minion - IC Thread
S.K. Ren:
"Actually... yeah. I have a question..." Ma'kirr took a huge breath before continuing, "What's your name, age, occupation, home address, weaknesses, favorite color, favorite food, preferred style of music, most hated music, Achilles Heel, shoe size, birthday, idols, evil hero, aspirations, the secret your undoing, plans for the coming years, how old were you when you had your first crush, your first kiss, any allergies..." the barrage of questions continued.
Gargulec:
'And, while we're at it...' Tristan continued undaunted 'Have you ever considered a change of bloody style? Mace, dark armour plates of darkness, obsidian throne. You know, if you were a character from a bard's tale, I would have told the bard idiot that he should seek his line of career outside the creative territory.'
S.K. Ren:
Tristan's interrupt of her tirade of queries made her give him a look of annoyance. Really, he can't stop talking long enough to let other people finish? First he whines about looting, then he whines about the enemies sense of style. For all that is holy... at this, Ma'kirr got up, walked over to Tristan and struck him in the back of the head with the butt of her spear.
Gargulec:
'Ah, thanks, La Belle Dame sans Merci Tristan said, rubbing the back of his head.
Madtrixr:
"Jeez, get a room you two. Anyways...Figures the man behind the man has to be so typically gauche. Well, how will we handle this? I mean, not for nothing, but I'm a little beat. This guy will be quite a challenge." Aden readies his sword "But that's fine. I love challenges!"
Spoiler (click to show/hide)OOC:Seriously, how will we? despite all of the bickering, did we take a short rest? I hope I have my encounter powers...
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