12.02.2005
TWANG Is Not The Astronaut's Drink Of Choice
TWANG.
But outside, as per Cinder's awesome Alertness, you see a man on a horse. It's Vrill, galloping through the shady orchards of Shady Orchards, about to flee the farm.
Brogg, Gregolas tells you that he's out of spells. "Yeah, what you see is what you got bro. Not to be a dick or anything, but while you guys have been out like doing adventures, modules and shit, saving the princess and getting the magic coins, I've mostly been baked off my ass. And lately, washing a crapload of dishes. Which sucks. And it's not like I got a magic quest from the High Priest or something to bump my WIS dude. Oh shit, our house is burning!" He gets a glass of water from the sink and throws it on the couch.
But outside, as per Cinder's awesome Alertness, you see a man on a horse. It's Vrill, galloping through the shady orchards of Shady Orchards, about to flee the farm.
Brogg, Gregolas tells you that he's out of spells. "Yeah, what you see is what you got bro. Not to be a dick or anything, but while you guys have been out like doing adventures, modules and shit, saving the princess and getting the magic coins, I've mostly been baked off my ass. And lately, washing a crapload of dishes. Which sucks. And it's not like I got a magic quest from the High Priest or something to bump my WIS dude. Oh shit, our house is burning!" He gets a glass of water from the sink and throws it on the couch.
