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>>1664954
Wishing you a long and happy career. until your players ruin you. Check out the OP-exclusive text coloring, italics and bold while you're at it.

Rolled 6, 3 = 9 (2d6)

>>1664954

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1664954

>>1664954
1d20

Rolled 417235 (1d1000000)

>>1664954

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1664954

Rolled 366, 531, 328, 255, 157, 591 = 2228 (6d666)

>>1664954

I miss Ultima Online. I used to play on a french RP private shard, it was fantastic.

It's a shame everyone of my servers are dead. I'd still play it.

Rolled 1, 2, 5, 8, 9, 6, 10, 4, 10, 9, 8, 6, 3, 1, 1, 5, 3, 8, 7, 8, 2, 8, 2, 1, 3 = 130 (25d10)

>>1664954

Rolled 7, 8, 6, 8, 3, 3, 8, 7, 4, 1, 3, 3, 5, 9, 7, 3, 2, 4, 8, 1, 1, 7, 9, 9, 4 = 130 (25d10)

Rolled 3, 1, 1, 7, 8, 2, 9, 7, 7, 8, 2, 9, 3, 9, 5, 4, 7, 5, 3, 1, 8, 2, 10, 8, 6 = 135 (25d10)

>>1666107
>>1666168
130 on both?

Rolled 21856570, 52683704, 15107871, 78242364, 1320190, 50917770, 13054536, 79888477, 12366807, 65070434, 5031116, 49403499, 85480486, 12065030, 40528906, 79284994, 79897588, 55711743, 68622681, 71378643, 22842473, 31114973, 76102066, 13564290, 95011771 = 1176548982 (25d100000000)

>>1665738

>>1664954
>73/100
>Success
"This is bullshit," you turn and say to the red-robed elder. He looks back at you from within the darkness of his hood, the shadow of which makes his eyes unreadable, but his mouth appears to... Frown? It's difficult to see expressions well in the unlit room. "There is no other way," he says with his annoying habit of not using apostraphes. "I know that it is hard, but the only way to learn magic is through practice, and this is the fastest way for most students." With a grumble, you close your eyes again and attempt to connect with your magic once more. After a few minutes of trying to clear your thoughts, one thought forms in your mind that you just can't seem to silence. It speaks at the back of your mind, quiet and easy to miss, but present and undeniably alien. It whispers words quietly, and you strain to make them out. Experimentally, you attempt to mumble something that the voice says to you. Slowly and uncertainly, you breathe the words...

"Thall an siud"

The vertigo hits you hard and all at once, making you feel like you played in neurological traffic, and it leaves considerably slower than it arrived. When you open your eyes, you appear to be back in your bedroom again. The man in read appears before you suddenly, smiling proudly at his student's success.

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>1666195
Neat. Ask the master what the hell was that?

Rolled 5, 5 = 10 (2d6)

TEST

TEST1

Yep.

Nope.

I defile this thread in the name of my alien god.