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Dispute with DM over a unfair trap,
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Chobemaster
Would feinting as a move action with your off hand impose TWF penalties?,
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Lord Worcestershire of Perrins
Is the pounce evolution from the Eidolon the same as the pounce ability from the beastiary?,
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darth_borehd
Deep 6 FaWtL,
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Aberzombie
Gang Up Feat Question,
by
Happler
Titan Mauler and Two weapon fighting,
by
DM Mathpro
Opinions on the Time Thief?,
by
Cheapy
Power Attack: Am I Crazy?,
by
Bobson the Literalist
The Tick(animated),
by
HolmesandWatson
Run as Written vs. GM Caveat...Are we being hypocritical?,
by
nosig
re: have most gamers either been in the military and or studied Martial arts?,
by
Mike Mistele
Required Alignments... why?,
by
Aranna
Armor as DR and Firearms as Touch attacks,
by
Border Walker
Time Bandits,
by
Mark Norfolk
Best Class synergies / team ups?,
by
Secane
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DM Panic's Scourge of the Slavelords Prologue,
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Mukluk Muletender
Sean's Master of the Fallen Fortress,
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Noran Kekmore
Brains of the Dark World,
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ulgulanoth
The Baron's Tower,
by
Zarif Raje
Gauging interest in a mostly homebrew setting,
by
imjohnnyrah
Nevis Lodge: First Steps, Part 2 - To Delve the Dungeon Deep,
by
Lillia Stetven
Zyren's luxurious campfire... this time with marshmallows...,
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Tirion Jörðhár
Hollows last hope recruitment,
by
DM Mathpro
Seeking 4-6 players for Carrion Crown PbP,
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Selene Fox-Ear
DM Devon's RotRL aka "The Heroes of Sandpoint",
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Kithian Darlok
GM Blood's Age of Worms in Golarion,
by
Azure_Zero
The Tomb of Horrors Part 1 (4e) - Group 1,
by
Rev DM
SR's - Great Southern Isles (OOC),
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Ushari Velnokal
Worldwound Adventures Discussion,
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Sparel Radtymah
Goblins 2: The Wreckin'-ing!,
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GM Goblin King
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a wooly mammoth from a mile away.
When he wasnt promoting all things oats,
he was secretly the best vampire slayer
who ever worked in Toledo. It was
Wilford who killed Dracula, Strahd, Lestat and
all manner of sparkly vampires, thank goodness.
He then dug a silver mine in
his basement and slew the Twilight cast
. Nobody knew the truth behind the conspiracy
except for that creepy little old lady
from Poltergeist. What was her name? Anyway,
she said, "Carol Anne, go into the
kitchen and bake me some pie!" She
refused to eat meat there. She'd seen
a documentary on cattle breeding and decided
that the combination of steriods and carbs
caused a condition characterized by its uncontrollable
lactation of spinal fluid, and she wanted
none of that. She drank carrot juice
directly from a carrot as the others
watched in awe of her talents. Then,
she farted like a buffalo on a
morphine drip, the stench so overwhelmingly powerful
that it tainted every morsel of food
at the Yule Feast, upsetting Odin and
Thor while they were trying to have
a heart-to-heart discussion about Thor's future. Thor
scratched his nutsack with Mjolinor releasing a
few sparks and a bit of smoke.
"Don't do that." lectured Odin, "You could
go blind." But everyone knows that saying
"Don't do that." is the surest way
to interest Thor. Add the old lady
with her knitting into the mix, and
Odin also started getting interested. "Thor," he
said, "Have her knit me some wool
knee pads, for I feel the need
for speed and my skateboard is not
large enough to accomodate Loki and his
eight-legged son Sleipnir. That damn horse
was always running around and getting involved
in my business and I hate it!"
Thor replied, "What do I look like?
Some kind of knitter's agent? I'm THOR!"
Thunder rolled across the sky, and rain
clouds began to grow. "Not again," groaned
Loki. "Every time that nutsack gets upset,
one of my giant relatives gets his
undergarments into a bunch and comes looking
for trouble while riding on an ugly
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