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Et Sic Incipit
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[X] While everyone is distracted, head straight for the Study. Hopefully you can find Van Hal before this gets into even more of a farce
E.g deciding in a panic that you should use a missile spell rather than the sound spell to get someone's attention.A natural 1 isn't someone dies on it's own unless it's in a highly dangerous situation - combat or cutting-edge magical experimentation, basically. Outside of that, a natural one is a combination of bad luck and human error that completely derails whatever it is you were trying to do.
Fun little observation: We just knocked out the super zealous Sigmar's Paladin type- the sort of guy who'd burn a wizard as soon as look at them- with magic.
Let's make sure he's not selected to work with us, hmm? less chance of him randomly deciding to find a pyre to put us on
I'm sure we can pin it on enemy agents.Fun little observation: We just knocked out the super zealous Sigmar's Paladin type- the sort of guy who'd burn a wizard as soon as look at them- with magic.
Let's make sure he's not selected to work with us, hmm? less chance of him randomly deciding to find a pyre to put us on
[*] While everyone is distracted, head straight for the Study. Hopefully you can find Van Hal before this gets into even more of a farce
Then there's a clatter of feet in the hallway outside, and the door bursts open. "Your Grace!" Markus cries, "there's been an attack on-" Then he trails off, looking from you, standing there in your underwear with a greatsword strapped to your back, then to Van Hal, standing next to you with his rifle cradled in his arms. The moment stretches out for an eternity, and you feel heat rising to your cheeks. "I apologize for interrupting, Your Grace," he says with a surprisingly level voice, "but this is a matter of urgency. Berthold was attacked in the courtyard."
And this is how the rumours starthen there's a clatter of feet in the hallway outside, and the door bursts open. "Your Grace!" Markus cries, "there's been an attack on-" Then he trails off, looking from you, standing there in your underwear with a greatsword strapped to your back, then to Van Hal, standing next to you with his rifle cradled in his arms. The moment stretches out for an eternity, and you feel heat rising to your cheeks. "I apologize for interrupting, Your Grace," he says with a surprisingly level voice,
you're a bit behind, lad[X] While everyone is distracted, head straight for the Study. Hopefully you can find Van Hal before this gets into even more of a farce
Meter doesn't sound quite right, how about RANALD APPROVES?All in favor of a new meme for this quest, to be entitled GODDAMNIT RANALD, say aye.