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2 posts. Alias of adsapiens.


Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

I just hope I don't have to hunt someone different after tonight. - says the bird, flying now closer to the street and landing on a lamp - We need to interrogate Lamm. I'd hate to think someone I called a friend, now, will tomorrow be the person I'm chasing.

The Agathiel flapped his wings, ready to go with Nail and Angel on the two-front assault plan.

The celestial-looking eagle lands on the shoulder of the Crimson Shrike. His appearance is exotic, with colorful feathers, and he seems to be clearly using armor! As he speaks, in heavy accented common, the situation doesn't seem to get less strange.

Good evening, my friends. - he says - You have my curiosity. What do you mean by go in from below?