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Originally Posted by tshiggins
Oh, how the mighty have fallen!
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Heh. Yeah. For someone who hates fantasy, here I am running it and everyone is having a great time.
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GM: “But you don’t have wings.”
Ghesh: “That one kobold had wings. I was going to see about getting them taxidermied.”
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Ink: “Oooh! Is there a Celestial to Infernal phrase-book?”
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Ink (to self): “That is not the person I am. I will not attempt to pickpocket the toupee off of the Kobold.”
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Rhodan: “Huh, Ink, you are right. He’s not a lawyer. I guess Kobolds are people.”
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Rhodan (disguised as an Ogre): “Ugly. You come here. Me find shiny.”
(Abysmal deception check later)
Ogre (In a posh, British accent): “I say. What did you do with my chum? I’m afraid I’ll have to have at you, sir!”
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GM: “Even though they have the intelligence of processed cheese, I liked the idea of the posh accent.”
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Ink: “Do I need to look for traps?”
GM: “I don’t know. Do you?”
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GM: “Tandru takes the two kobolds and leaves.”
Ink: “Taking the kids to McDonnalds?”
Ghesh: “Are they her murderous moppets?”
GM: Reduced to hysterical laughter for several minutes with the moppets line. Totally wasn’t expecting it.
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GM (as the Aasimar librarian, Jaoel): “This is your bog-standard plus-one longsword: the most common magic item in existence.”
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GM (As the
crazy gnomish jeweler, Gnaganodart): “You mean people would make you pay to look at your stones?”
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Rhodan: “Strange things are afoot at the Ogre-K.”
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Ink (to Jaoel): “You didn’t warn me about the gnome! You should warn people about him before you send them there!”