Ablenaffener Whiffletree's page

Able will extend an arm towards T'Krunch and makes a gesture of go ahead. He looks at the machine. "What will this thing do with the samples, exactly?" He then looks around at the others. "In fact, what sort of capabilities are we working with here? I've found myself in possession of some sort of chronomantic capabilities - mild divination, timeline manipulation, pretty minor things right now, but enough to provide some utility."

A bleachling gnome in a slapdash set of jury-rigged freebooter armor walks into the room and gives a cross look at the plant in the corner. "Stop that," he says crossly, "what a terrible sound. Venture-cap - er, sorry, old habits. Ablenaffener Whiffletree, I'll be handling chronicling," he says, holding up a datapad and stylus to the others.

Ahoy! Excited to play this!