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4-5 Spots open. I will update around 3AM EST and once in the afternoon, and am looking for players who can post twice a day. This will be a fast paced game, and you may get delayed/skipped if you haven't posted since my last update.
Lastly, I am looking for role-players, and will review some of your campaigns to see if it's a good fit.
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"'Fast paced'? I don't know about that man, I mean I got a lot of stuff on the old plate, you know. I get up, and wash, and sit a bit, and then make lunch--well, I go to the tavern. Do a quick jay--you know, to get the creative juices flowin' and take the edge off. You uh, herb-friendly there friend? I thought so. Heh. After that, I got practice. I play the strings you know. Oh yeah, hey, where are my manners? I'm the Dude. That's just what people call me, man--Dude. Great to meet you. So then later there's surfin' and hangin' out at the beach. It's fer exercise. Lemme tell you don't just get a body like this man. After that I nap until it's happy hour at the tavern, and by then I'm about ready for dinner, and cards, or darts with the guys after. Usually we just shoot the shit. I just think it's gonna be a hassle to adventure when I got all that goin' on you know. Then I bowl on Toilsday and Oathsday. You know, with a league and all. I can't let them down, man. I've commitments. I'll have to see. I mean, I guess I could squeeze you in. You play darts? Say, you got a light?"
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A wrinkled old woman with grey hair, pointed ears like an elf, with an odd and slightly disconcerting third eye in the middle of her forehead strolls in, all three eyes staring at a compass in her hand.
"I think this is the place", she mutters to herself, then looks around and notices the others. "You lot look like you could use a good meal. I should make a chowder..." she seems to drift off, as if forgetting she was talking to people.
Is this Core or Standard?
I would like to add a character if this is standard PFS.
Sign me up! Still fleshing out the exact details but going with a human Slayer. Played the Wisp once or twice now.
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Tamriel stalks into the tavern glancing around. What did that old man say, something about an opportunity? He'd better not be messing with me. Let's wait, say, a day. It's not like I have anything better to do, and I'd hate to miss this opportunity. The short half-elf heads for a darkened corner of the tavern where he can watch everything going on and sits down, waving off the server.
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"Chowda? I love a chowda with the fishes which are tasty!" exclaims young Gi. "You know what goes great with chowda? A chedda! I have some in here somewhere!" He dumps the contents of his backpack on the floor - a mix of newly purchased thieves tools, a worn copy of So You Want To Be A Rogue, and many, many different sorts of cheeses.
It looks like you have enough already but just in case I will throw my name in.
Played this a couple times but never gm'ed.
