The Coy Wonder

I could run something, keep same characters, and Clayton roll something up?

Beep.

Happy New Year, gents!

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Cool. We will need to "poke" the board weekly or so or the game may auto-archive. See you in 2024!

Beep

Cool. Post-holiday haze is a real thing. Haha!

I'm gone for the weekend. Be back Sunday night.

%5Bimg%5Dhttps%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FTtIqZNG.png%5B%2Fimg%5D%20%5Bb%5DAbsalom%20Coin%5B%2Fb%5D%7C%5Bi%5DHalfling%20Trickster%5B%2Fi%5D Absalom Coin | Halfling Trickster "Gladly, my lady." Coin clasped hands with Asia and planted his feet. He thought to drive a piton into the chamber floor and lash the rope there, but hammering away in an unknown lair smacked of the unwise. "Oi! Let's get you up, mate!"

Whew. That sickness effect is brutal.

Adding in a STR check from Jenny will likely get the grate open. :)

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Sorry I've been slow to post. Busy busy with the school. All events are over now and I should able to return to normal.

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