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>>46210433

Yeah no shit, that's why it's my favorite tree.

>>46210433
Elves? Plural?

So I have a cookie mill in my back yard.

Will this have an impact on my maple syrup production?

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Handy-dandy photography guide ...

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Handy-dandy white guide ...

>>46162331
not sure if this is frowned upon but here's a list of minis i'm trying to buy. if you're not selling then just ignore me, i'll only post once.

ammo slave
distracted
illuminated lady
mage
lantern festival
warrior of the sun male
regeneration suit
silk assassin
thief
leather queen
fighter
gold smoke knight
king
wet nurse
satan
storm knight
super savior
the watcher
white knight heavy

>>46162488
Plastics or resins?

>>46162521
don't care.

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>>46154011
"Tell me about the battle," you prompt, softly.

"Your sister is a cunning warrior," Fetch compliments. With great dignity, the chicken walks into your lap, and permits you to snuggle him close. "But there were many soldiers, and only so many of us. Her demon baffled them with illusions, permitting us to get close and cut down the servants of the Traitor, but a mighty blow from a war mace crushed my brother in blind fury, and scattered his bones. He never had a chance."

"He never understood what happened, Fetch. He didn't truly live, not like you do."

"I do not truly live either, my queen," Fetch points out. "I am, or I am /not/. I am a part of you, and happy to be so, but what if it had been me in the path of that mace? What if I face a foe that does not underestimate me, or swats me down like an insect?"

"Worried about your own death?" you murmur.

"I am worried about who will remain to remind you that you are allowed to have hope, Brianna," Fetch tells you.

You laugh, tears welling up in your eyes, and hug the tiny knight.

"You, Sir Fetch," you chide, "are entirely too pure for this vale of tears."

* * * *

> Train (in what?)
> Focus on helping with Natalia and cleaning up the loose ends from New Hell

* * * *

You are Feathers the stuffed gryphon, and you...

> Tremble slightly, in a shaky grip. The arms around you squeeze for all they're worth.
> Move a lot; you're being fidgeted with, and don't stay still for more than a few moments.
> Ride between a pair of pointed ears. You slip-slide when their owner laughs.

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>46154142
If you'd had a topic of discussion, anon, please - feel free.

I need to pass the /fuck/ out. I'm up too late as it is. Votes remain open.

Questions, comments, feedback, discussion, and criticisms remain, as always, welcome and appreciated.

Thank you all for reading and participating!

>>46154124
>Tremble slightly, in a shaky grip. The arms around you squeeze for all they're worth.

>Train
Unless Caretaker's got something for us, maybe it's time to refine techniques that Bri's grandpa taught her.

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Behold, the jump nobody asked for! Will probably make the formatting a bit less ugly in the future.

Add another tally to the list of waifu jumps, folks.

>>46231289
Is this more lewd shit we'll have to ban?

>>46230231
>Heros don't seem to have an items section
Already acknowledged I fucked that one up.

>Squid Ink still hasn't been benchmarked beyond NLF
Will probably be in the notes section.

>personally I find it odd so many drawbacks are restricted to origins
They're restricted to races, not origins. I mean, I can change it, if it's that big of a deal, but I didn't think it was.

There'll be more general drawbacks added anyway, though.

>>46229674
Who's "we"? It's fine for what it attempts to portray.

>>46229674
It's fucking greatness is what it is

Because it's not only a bad RPG, it's a bad RPG which succeeded through brand loyalty, sunk cost fallacy and bull headed idiocy to the point where its bad design decisions, glaring flaws and stupid hangups became lauded as necessary parts of RPGs. On its own, it might have been simply mediocre, but as it came to dominate the RPG space and spawned a plethora of awful clones, third party splatbooks, dull settings and more. Just... Argh.

D&D as a historical icon is important, for creating the genre of RPGs and helping to popularize it. But 3.5 was a blemish on the face of a growing industry.

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I'm a fan of Meyanda, though I haven't met too many villains yet.

>>46228756
>people complaining about "early" new threads
When will it end?

>>46228752
I played in an ERP-themed Way of the Wicked game as a female cleric of Asmodeus who got off on all the misogyny in her religion.

Neat

Ever After is CUTE!

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VALUE
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First for First Legion best Legion!

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>>46226767
http://regimental-standard.com
A blog written like it was made by guardsmen what can go wrong?

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First for Ork player

>Players discussing killing and robbing a store in Barovia
>Adventure League bans you from playing NE or CE
>DM brings out the merchants guard
>Fighter fails his intimidate check
>Party discusses taking the surprise round and going through with the robbery
>Fighter explains that alignment enforcers are typically overpowered
>"So you don't fight him?"
>"Oh, no, I take the surprise round myself, can't back down from a fight bro, it's my flaw :^)"

>>46225976
How could they even think of murdering Parriwimple? Such monsters deserve to stay in the mists forever.

>>46226020
It was an honor duel and the fighter actually got pulped since he was level 3 and gladiators get three attacks per turn, and the fighter couldn't roll above 5.

“Lord Brynden?”

“Yes Arron?”

“My father wished to see,” your young squire responds, quickly closing the stretch of Steadhold’s rooftop to your side.

You turn from your idle gazing about your your hold, the entirety of the Outer Ring had been celebrating your betrotheds arrival and your subsequent wedding. It amused you to remember what they were going through, your time in Essos wasn’t all spent at high seats. Occassionaly the Second Sons were contracted to ‘security detail’, often times you would find yourself among the smallfolk. Celebrating for no other reason other than the occasion of marriage, where their Merchant Princes or Magisters were being particularly open handed. Bounties of food and drink were common, small events that were common amongst the smallfolk such as catching a greased pig, sometimes gambling and unofficial betting on gladiator matches the next day. It was a joyous time for all, and your small population hadn’t missed the opportunity to celebrate. Many of your men were down there as well, keeping the peace their main focus, but no doubt enjoying the night’s festivities.

“They had told me your Steadhold was in a state my Lord,” Lord Quentyn Qorgyle says, taking his time to cross the rooftop to where you kept your targets and archery equipment.

“And, Lord Qorgyle?”

“They exaggerate,” he says with a smile stopping next to you before adjusting his cloak, “Other than the cold. No idea how you northerners do it. Westerlander propaganda no doubt, diminish your House further. Give suitors a second thought. Not that my sister would fall for such, obviously.”

“Had you seen her when I arrived home,” you say with a somber tone, watching Arron and his brother Gulian poking about your range, a quick flick of your wrist gives your squire leave to ‘show off’ before you continue, “The Rebellion was not kind to my family. All the same, wonders a year make. How fare things with your sister?”

Quentyn shifts uncomfortably, “They… Fare. The trip here was long, and well… Things were awkward for a moment. But we are talking at least. Better than I can say for the past three years. It’s funny Brynden, my sister is willful, headstrong, I’m half a fool for not seeing it earlier. She’s always seen more in life, but never never in my life have I seen her this… Happy.”

You watch Arron sink his arrows closer to the center of the target, his brother afterwards doing half as well and smirk a mite before regarding their father again, “Happy?”

Quentyn laughs, waving his hand around attempting to find the words, “The child. I never thought her one to settle down, I thought her lost to me entirely for years even. Seven, I half expected her to die unmarried. And then she tells me she is with child, your child, and she couldn’t be happier, relieved even. I… Sorry, Brynden this is all very new to me. In short, I am glad for you, in may take me years to atone for the things I have done. But this is a start, and so long as my sister is happy, I can take joy in that.”

Lord Qorgyle’s face looked filled with turmoil, you could still tell the gap between the Qorgyle siblings had yet to fully heal. Quentyn was trying at the very least, hopefully in the days that followed you could help to mend these things further. It struck you in a particular way, in a way it reminded you of yourself and Isis. She was all but lost to you for years, except she never blamed you, always saw the best, in that you were lucky. You couldn’t imagine being in Quentyn’s boots. You place a hand upon Quentyn’s shoulder before speaking, “Thank you Quentyn. These things do take time, Obella may yet come around, and know you may visit as you see fit.”

The dornishman laughs, “Obella would go half mad with my visiting. Best if you came to Sandstone, if you thought Sunspear was hot... When your issues here are resolved, of course. Speaking of, a few promises I need keep with you Brynden. Firstly, and most importantly, the dowry. I thought it best to avoid speaking to Obella regarding it and to do it in private, 4000 gold dragons were left with your stewardess, how you managed to find a woman of such beauty and skill is beyond my understanding. Secondly, your plight does not go unnoticed, 100 cavalrymen. Dornes finest. My younger brother, Quillon, has offered his services in leading this men for the duration of their stay. If you will take him. Lastly, a promise to another I must keep, Prince Oberyn sends his regards. He is quite taken with the courser you left as a gift, and asked I deliver this to you.”

Quentyn removes a small silk bag from his pocket, and places it in your hand. Removing the contents you find a silver ring, one that matched the one you wore on your right ring finger, a solid band with little decoration outside of an imprint of a shattered sword. The sigil of the Second Sons. A small token of your time with the mercenary band, but a sign of the utmost respect as a gift.

“My Prince tells me you once fought alongside another in Essos. A great honor I can imagine. He does expect the ring back some day, in exchange for a favor. Of what, that is up to you Brynden.”

Fine gifts all, your eyes remained upon the ring for a while longer. A favor from a Prince of Dorne in your back pocket certainly never hurt. No doubt the next week would involve far more gifts but of a more general nature, this was personal, a sign of your family’s place in the world. You were not the broken House you came home to, no, you were something, someone to be respected. All it took was a small battered ring of silver.

>>46217093
You barely get any replies, let alone angry ones that you want. You just look sad, anon.

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>>46217093

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I want a qt eldar waifu

>>46212723
Does she want to create heretical half breed children with your

>>46212568

So... HFY thread, basically?

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Jank means Gitrog Toad + Dredge Shit + Discard Outlets that don't have to be good to make a Hermit Druid deck.

>MTGO makes tuck cards useless since they can choose to put it in their command zone instead
>MTGO you can't put your commander in the graveyeard
wtf is this shit? Why are they so retarded with commander?

>>46211534
>MTGO makes tuck cards useless since they can choose to put it in their command zone instead
That's how tuck works in paper EDH as well now. They changed that rule a good while ago. Yes, it's fucking stupid.

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Let's continue on the discussion of your dudes. Anyone got anything to say?

>>46205649

My Japanese Mecha Knights, who are what would happen if Eva, Gundam, Macross and Gunpla all had a bastard child.

A ton of hot-blooded pilots all competing against one another for battlefield honours and status, and a lot of squabbling both on and off the battlefield. But when the beans start firing, somehow using the power of teamwork they pull of the near-impossible.

And then the Heresy happens, and all hell literally breaks loose.

>>46205761
>And then the Heresy happens, and all hell literally breaks loose.
I'm curious. Tell me more.