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![]() Book fun: Zov notes the pencil falling from Taicho and grins mischievously like he knows what Taicho is thinking... bluff1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 http://www.d20pfsrd.com/equipment---final/weapons/firearms/modern-firearms, going for the revolver to be precise. Since it's from WW1 I figure a few might be in the US in the 60s, rare for sure but not unheard of. ![]()
![]() Fun, FUN: Oi! This particular fine work of literature was imported from New York City! Oh alright I admit this isn't my office, I do share it with Watson after all... [ooc]"Watson" is the big (sleeping) lump to the right of the recliner, on closer inspection he is actually an extraordinarily large and muscular half orc and may be the reason why the librarian surrendered this part of the library to Zov...[/ooc ![]()
![]() Do you dare enter the court of Zov? Note that the court lurks somewhere in the reaches of the library or in an abandoned classroom... The Court: Reclining on an old, beaten up leather recliner you spot a Drow. Scattered about him lie penny dreadfuls, emptied cigarette packs and the occasional sycophant: This you surmise is the Court of Zov, legendary rumormonger and (to the lower class students at any rate) sage and perhaps "king"... |