Cirlot Posted November 15, 2022 Clone Share Posted November 15, 2022 (edited) TRISTAN "CAT" CAMPBELL Nomad. Outrider. Ex-Panzerboi INT REF DEX TECH COOL WILL LUCK MOVE BODY EMP 5 8 8 5 7 7 3/3 7 7 3 / 5 HP DEATH SAVES HUMANITY MONEY 45/45 7 26 / 50 AWARENESS SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Concentration [Will] 2 7 9 Conceal/Reveal Objects [INT] 5 5 Lip Reading [INT] 5 5 Perception [INT] 4 5 9 Tracking [INT] 2 5 9 CONTROL SKILLS Drive Land Vehicle [REF] 4 6 8 18 Pilot Air Vehicle [REF] 4 8 12 Pilot Sea Vehicle [REF] 4 8 12 Riding [REF] 8 8 BODY SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Athletics [DEX] 4 8 12 Contortionist [DEX] 8 8 Dance [DEX] 8 8 Endurance [WILL] 7 7 Resist Torture [WILL] 7 7 Stealth [DEX] 4 8 12 PERFORMANCE SKILLS Acting [COOL] 7 7 Play: Instrument [TECH] 5 5 Play: Instrument [TECH] 5 5 EDUCATION SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Accounting [INT] 5 5 Animal Handling [INT] 5 5 Beaurocracy [INT] 5 5 Business [INT] 5 5 Composition [INT] 5 5 Criminology [INT] 5 5 Cryptography [INT] 5 5 Deduction [INT] 5 5 Education [INT] 2 5 7 Gamble [INT] 5 5 EDUCATION SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Language [Street Slang] [INT] 4 5 9 Language [English] [INT] 4 5 9 Language [French] [INT] 2 5 7 Library Search [INT] 2 5 7 Local Expert [Home] [INT] 2 5 7 Local Expert [INT] 5 5 Local Expert [INT] 5 5 Science [INT] 5 5 Tactics [INT] 5 5 Wilderness Survival [INT] 4 5 9 SOCIAL SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Bribery[COOL] 7 7 Conversation [EMP] 3 3/5 6/8 Human Perception [EMP] 3 3/5 6/8 Interrogation[COOL] 7 7 Persuasion [COOL] 3 7 10 Personal Grooming[COOL] 1 7 8 Streetwise [COOL] 7 7 Trading [COOL] 7 7 Wardrobe & Style [COOL] 2 1 7 10 TECHNIQUE SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Air Vehicle Tech [TECH] 4 5 9 Basic Tech [TECH] 5 5 Cybertech [TECH] 5 5 Demolitions (x2) [TECH] 5 5 Electronics / Security [TECH] 5 5 First Aid [TECH] 3 5 8 Forgery [TECH] 5 5 Land Vehicle [TECH] 4 3 5 12 Paint / Draw / Sculpt [TECH] 5 5 Paramedic (x2) [TECH] 1 5 6 TECHNIQUE SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Photography / Film [TECH] 5 5 Pick Lock [TECH] 5 5 Pick Pocket [TECH] 5 5 Sea Vehicle Tech [TECH] 4 5 9 Weapons Tech [TECH] 3 5 8 RANGED WEAPONS SKILLS Autofire (x2) [REF] 8 8 Handgun [REF] 6 8 14 Heavy Weapons (x2) [REF] 4 8 12 Shoulder Arms[REF] 8 8 FIGHTING SKILLS MODS RANKS STAT TOTAL Brawling [DEX] 6 8 14 Evasion [DEX] 4 8 12 Martial Arts (x2) [DEX] Martial Arts (x2) [DEX] Melee Weapons [DEX] 4 8 12 LIFEPATH Cultural Origin North American Farmbelt Motivations Word's all a man's got left. Environment Decaying neighborhood Personality Moody, Detatched Opinions of People Don't get attached. Family Crisis Scattered or Dead Personal Style Nomad Leathers Valued Person Katerina Červeny-Leroux Friends One (1), Ex lover. Missing. Hairstyle Short & Styled. Valued Possession Dog tags, not his own. Enemies Too Many (3) Affectation Fingerless "Gloves" Background Combat Zoner/Reclaimer Life Goals Live down the past ROLE LIFEPATH Nomad: Who's Your Pack? Snake Nation offshoot: land based blood family w/ 100+ members. What does the pack do? Construction, shipment and goods protection. What do you do for your pack? Outrider: protection & weapons. What's the Pack's Philosophy? Occasional slips and unethical behavior, but it's rare. Try to do right. Who's gunning for the Pack? Dirty politicians. The Pack's work is stepping on the wrong toes . . . ROLE ABILITY DESCRIPTION RANKS Moto Add to all Drive Land, Pilot Air or Pilot Sea Vehicle Checks. Add to All Air, Land and Sea Vehicle Tech Checks. 4 WEAPON TYPE WEAPON SKILL SINGLE SHOT DAM MAGAZINE SIZE RATE OF FIRE HANDS REQUIRED CONCEALMENT COST Mustang Arms Mk III Handgun 3d6 [12]/20 3 1 YES 425 eb ARMOR TYPE ARMOR DESCRIPTION STOPPING POWER ARMOR PENALTY COST Light Armor Jack Nomad Leathers [Gibsonware armor jacket circa ~2023] 11 0 100 eb Kevlar Headband Kevlar Bandana [Destiny band logo, Cheyenne Mountain tour) 7 0 50 eb CYBERWARE INSTALL DESCRIPTION & DATA COST HUMANITY LOSS Big Knucks Clinic Armored Knuckles, Medium Melee Weapon [2d6], Concealable 100 eb 3 HL Cybereyes (x2) Clinic Medical Grade Replacement: No Option Slots 200 eb - - Neural Interface Clinic Wired Artificial Nervous System. 5 option Slots [►►❏❏❏] 500 eb 7 HL ► Chipware Socket Clinic Socket Installed in the back of the neck, required to use Chipware 500 eb 7 HL ► Interface Plugs Clinic Plugs in wrists or head that allow connection to machines 500 eb 7 HL GEAR DESCRIPTION COST Agent Battered Raven Microcybernetics Sparrow-24, OS IRIS 2.29 (in need of updates) 100 eb Carryall Militech 2022 NA-AM Issue Duffel (patched) 20 eb ►11mm Basic Ammunition (60) ❏❏❏❏❏ / ❏ : ◊◊◊◊◊ / ◊◊◊◊◊ or 5 Reloads total [□□□□□] 60 eb CHIC DESCRIPTION COST BOTTOM Nomad Leathers Gibson 2027 Acidwashed Kevlar Jeans 100 eb TOP Nomad Leathers T-Shirt (summer weight, no logo) 20 eb JACKET Nomad Leathers Pack Colors 100 eb FOOTWEAR Nomad Leathers Armarid Weave Steeltoes 100 eb JEWELRY MIRRORSHADES GLASSES CONTACT LENSES HAT FASHIONWARE Biomonitor Milspec Readout 100 eb FASHIONWARE Contraceptive Implant M.Tech Grunt Standard Issue, circa 2022 (last maintenanced 2029. Probably still good. Probably) 10 eb FASHIONWARE EMP Threading Pre-war Farrday design 10 eb FASHIONWARE Light Tattoo M1-1st: Militech 1st Squadron, 1st Cavalry w/ unit barcode & SHOTcode (right clavicle and side) 100 eb FASHIONWARE Light Tattoo Chevrons / "Guillemets" 2 Pair. (Left & right forearms) 100 eb FASHIONWARE Light Tattoo Mourning Band (Upper right bicep.) 100 eb PERSONALITY "Gigs' a gig, and most things come out in the wash. It's what you think doesn't that defines you and you'd best hold those lines like the slottin' wall else the Corps will eat you alive." Aside from that bit of naive optimism, Kat takes after his namesake - quick to cold calculating anger, slow to grudging forgiveness and smugly amused or feigning cool disinterest about pretty much everything in-between. APPEARANCE Tristan has that rustbelt, cornfed square jawed NUSA look so common to Militech recruiting posters, but the the resemblance stops around the eyes. It's not - notably - the off-shelf VAspec cyberware replacements that kills the look but rather the knowing, slightly haunted cynicism that lurks there that would send any sensible Militech enlistment officer heading for the irradiated hills. Add a perpetual few days scruff, a handful of tattoos, road leathers and at least one noticeable scar and you end up with with a fairly stereotypical nomad who's easy on the eyes but hard on the world. HISTORY Born in 2008 in a refugee camp for the survivors of the Mass driver strike against his mother's hometown of Colorado Springs, Tristan's fam migrated cross the Rockies and made their way to Night City during the twenty-teens boom. Life wasn't easy - an adopted clan of too many mouths and too few 'rents capable of pulling in eddies - but it was good, in it's own way and the future seemed chrome enough, neon lit tho it was. So of course when Tris was old enough to make his own way he did: standing on his own too feet like the clan taught him and marching right into that Miltech recruitment station and signing up. The bonus paid the bills for a month and with what he was going to make he'd be able to help out more than a little each month. He was fourteen when they plugged him into his first panzer. Fifteen when he first saw combat - though in Militech's defense that was just a frack up; the 4th Corporate war hadn't gone truly hot yet and he was still running rear echelon supply runs when a 'Saka PA/FBC contingent got the drop on the convoy. Keeping his head was enough to merit a promotion and a transfer, introducing him to his co-pilot for the rest of the war. Katerina Červeny-Leroux. He was eighteen when he felt her die across the pilot link; when he sat with her alone in the dark and listened - felt - all she ever was and ever would be slide away between strained breaths and failing heartbeats. He still dreams about her sometimes. The two of them. Hell of a way to fall in love.** He went AWOL the next day. Night City was a crater then, parts that counted anyway, and his fam hadn't been spared the firestorm; between the wreck and the ruin the future wasn't bright anymore, just burning and he turned to the wastes to figure out what was left, taking to the road with another band of refugees from yet another war. Ten years on he's still running, even as his future is fast running out. But all roads lead back to Night City, and some dreams never really die, even though you want 'em too . . . >>Treasured Thing: A pair of dog tags not his own. >>Goal: Kat would say he's just here for the eddies; floatin' his pack some cred before the next hard rain falls. That's so much crat, tho; he's back in Night city because sometimes a body needs a shock to the system to get a stalled heart beating again. * ** FRIENDS, EXES & FOES >>FOES Alysin Raffe - AKA "Ms. Syn" - [ENEMY]Corporate Exec; (you) turned her down a job offer/romantic entanglement. Alysin and close friend will verbally attack, cajole and provoke when encountered. "'A shame, Mr. Campbell,' the exec shifted, the urbanware jumpsuit tugging and puckering at her biosculpted figure as she leveraged herself up from her lean against the crane and tucked the discarded plans beneath her. The construction site hummed with the arriving salvage from the badlands and beyond, nomad haulers all, though the Snake Nation did not number among them. Running a finger past her temple, Alysin Raffes eyes hardened to a disappointed smolder as she tucked an errant strand of vibrant crimson tech-hair beneath a artfully cocked hardhat. " - that we could not come to more mutually favorable terms.'" Campbell isn't sure if Alysin Raffe - Operations Analyst of urban development & reclamation, Night Corp - was trying to snare his pack or him with her patronage running security and recovery in the Hot Zone but whatever spark there'd been has blistered as the rejection of it seems to have gotten under her skin. Not that the rejection of the pack gig was Cat's call; he'd voted against when the pack called the roll but it was more on principle than any objection to the work or the employer really. Well, maybe, I mean, he might have accidentally led her on when he ran outrider for a few related packs who had taken the gig, as a favor. Hadn't been a full time or long term thing and he hadn't been looking to get recruited. And it had just been dinner. He didn't know that the ramshackle popup foodcart she'd taken him too for the recruit pitch/drinks had been "exclusive" or whatever and the noodles had just been okay anyway. It shouldn't have been a big deal. Wasn't a big deal. Natalia Xiang-Gale - AKA "Xialia" - [ENEMY]Corporate Exec; (they believe) Campbell caused the death or loss of a their friend or lover. They can muster a crew of 1d10+5 and will backstab Campbell indirectly. "'I'm sorry - ' the WNS secretary stammered even as the images scrolled, relentless, across Natalia's info-desk. The young staffer stammered, too nervous, too awkward, too afraid to stay silent and let Natalia come to the realiation themselves. ' - your wife's news crew, the support team embed we had with the Wraiths. The um, the setup for the special feature, the caravan ambush we arranged to see the Raffen Shiv in action? The exclusive? It went, rather, it - they, They -' 'The convoy hired protection.' The words are dry in Natalai's throat but she knows herself well enough that it will read to her lessers not as shock, but controlled anger. Because it was. Fury. And she drove it into her veins, the hate of it keeping her stilled heart beating, Control be damned." Tristan doesn't know Nataia-Gale; nor the wife he killed when defending a independent pack from a Raffen Shiv attack. Never even saw her face, just the gasoline orange blossom of flame as the Wraith-painted AV strafing the convoy went down in flames. Wasn't intentional, wasn't malicious. Wrong place. Wrong time. He doesn't know that WNS set up the ambush in the first placing, hiring both the caravan and then supplying the Raffen Shiv information on the route an cargo in hopes of dramatic footage and adbuys from Militech and other private security firms. He doesn't even know he ruined her life, and won't until she's gone and ruined his. Tabitha Toman - AKA "Stabitha" - [ENEMY] Boosterganger; (Campbell) accused them of cowardice or some major personal flaw. Corporate Backed (maybe the friend of Alysin Raffe? Or the crew Natalia can send at him). They'll avoid unless cornered and then watch out . . . "'S Stabitha. Comes from Tab - hic - Tabitha. Tabitha Toman.' Gods she was DRUNK, the little hicup followed by a giggle sending the boosterganger swaying in her seat. Behind her the crew whooped and howled, winding down from the nights bloodening and across, across sat the man nursing a black eye and a fresh armful of ripper scars who had made her so. She gelt GOOD. Almost made up for the draw that had been the throwdown. But they both had scars, which is what mattered. Across from her. he snorted, eyes blurry, swayed, hands fumbling on the bartop as he got to his feet. 'Tabithtam - ' he stumbled the words, corrected himself. 'Tabs.' he latched onto the first syllable of her name like it was a rope, hauling himself upright into conversation. "Tab-tam." another hand over fist by way of her second syllable, another sway as he pushed off from the bar, stumbled toward the John and then out. 'Be seein' ya, Tab-tams.' She heard the first snicker from her lieutenant before the door swung closed. The first muttered "tab-tams" from the fresh born cutter a half second before she smashed her beer bottle into the newbie-boosters face. One bar brawl later she was sobered up and certain of one thing. that cornbred nomand chooh-fraker had to DIE. " Sometimes all it takes to make an enemy for life is an ill considered word. Brush someone the wrong way on the wrong day and that's that. Helps the odds to not be a jack*ss, tho. >>FRIENDS & EX LOVERS Rachelle Sthilaire - AKA "Rache" - [FRIEND/EX]Ex-Lover; ended when she went cyberpsycho. Status Unknown. "She sat cross legged, head bowed, violet-dyed hair almost the color of midnight in the pale, blinking red light illumination of her cyberdeck. Interface cables twined through her fingers like lovers hand through hair, breathing shallowly. He'd woken to her like this before, in the badlands and beyond, feeling the shift of her in the Kuma's cramped RV bed. 'Sounding at the wall' she'd called it, like an aesthetic monk knocking on the vault of heaven. But this was different. The cig in her draped hand had burnt down to the fingertips, the sickening fat-pork stench of burning flesh waking him from his sleep in a smoldering nightmare. And her eyes, her eyes were gone - open and flatted, pupils dancing in pinpoint saccades focused on nothing. He thought he said her name, or breathed it as he moved to smack the cigarette from her hand, to reach for the cables but she was faster as one eye snapped and rolled, focusing on him like a target drone and her rippers popped and she moved fast as lightning, her familiar voice breaking in rage and warning as her weapons flashed red towards his throat 'bAd CoDe b̶̨͈̯͇̽̆̒͞A̷̡̘̣̩̋͡d҈͇̜̒̀͒͢͠ c̵̨͈̰̉̋͝ọ̸̢̫̞͂̾͞D̸̡͚̈̃͠ͅe̶̢̤̬͛͊̀̕ !̴̨̪̦̏͝ b҈̳͇̘̮̖͖͕͐̓̽̑A҈͉̩̫̝̲̠̄̊͐͋d҈͉̥̗̰̩̖̜̪͍͙̪̇̎͆͋̎͆̌͐͊ c҉̣̮̫̯͙͇͎̝͕̟̫̟̅́̓̈̚ö̵̰̬̠̫̟́́͌̆̋̾̓̀̉̓̚D҈̪͖̜̙͓̙̦͚̟̿̿̂̈́̓̋̌͊̍̚ẹ̷̗̲͕͉̙̦̭̍̂́̈́̆͐͋ !̸̭̙͖̳̖̬̖̃͗̆̊̃̋̔͛͒̀̇̈́ !" It's not the netrunner you expect to 'borg out. At least, he didn't. Then again, most netrunners aren't sporting more chrome than blackhand and don't flirt with the Blackwall like it's promqueen. Rachelle Sthilaire served with 'Saka during the 4thc corporate war, EWO to a Mechanized Security Escort detachment (read outrider scout & infiltration platoon) before deserting after the fall of Arasaka tower: in point of fact the 'Kuma in the packs motor pool and assigned to Cat was hers, originally. She has - or had - known Cat for about as long; fifteen years give or take - partners for ten, lovers off on and on for about the same, maybe more off than on though, most times, given their respective damages.*Wasn't the "you fought for the other side" thing, oddly enough. If anything they bonded over that and were just bent enough to find it maybe kinda hot when they weren't screaming or sulking at each other. She'd always spoken to things he couldn't see, communed with a world he was deaf blind and dumb too but it had gotten worse as Night City had gone up and the new net had spread, as she'd had to dive more frequently for their work and started doing so more for her own pleasure. Then she broke. 13 months back. He doesn't know why he's not dead, the claws, the claws had given him a new patchwork of scars but it had been the arm that put him down, that put him out as she ripped free into the night to the sound of sirens. Bolted into the combat zone and gone. He doesn't know why there had been sirens, what net alarm she tripped or what corp she alerted on the fall from halfway down but when he came too she was already gone and he's not seen her since. Just a coincidence that's when his jobs started keeping him in the City. Katerina Červeny-Leroux - AKA "Kat" MOTOR POOL Arasaka Kuma LRV [Compact Ground Car] - CHOOH2 Powered Seat 6 Combat Speed 20 Narrative Speed 100 MPH SDP 70 / 70 Upgrades: ► Seating Upgrade: Adds 2 available seating ► Heavy Chasis: Adds 20 SDP and a tow cable to the vehicle ► Housing Capacity: Transforms the vehicle into an RV for 1 with toilet, shower & small kitchen Edited November 23, 2022 by Cirlot (see edit history) Name xDiceName xDiceResult xDiceString xDiceRolls Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlot Posted November 15, 2022 Author Clone Share Posted November 15, 2022 First pass done: the lifepath spit out some . . interesting enemies. And one frakked up friend. Two corps and a booster LINKED to a corp have beef and his best friend since Katerina went 'psycho. Yikes man. Yikes. Quick note, the Mustang Arms III stats are from this conversion doc which is roughly based on the "Old Guns Never Die" pdf put out by R.Talsorian and released in Interface 1. It makes the Mustang Arms a something like three times the cost of a normal heavy pistol but with a better ROF and capacity which seems a fair trade and, well, dangit, the gear pr0n was always part of the Cyberpunk game and I'll pay for the brand name. If you want me to cut it and use the standard heavy pistols stats let me know, it will end up saving me a bit of euro. Name xDiceName xDiceResult xDiceString xDiceRolls Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlot Posted November 17, 2022 Author Clone Share Posted November 17, 2022 (edited) TRISTAN "KAT" CAMPBELL - NOMAD Head Armor: 7 | Body Armor: 11 | Shield: 0 | HP: 45 INT: 5 | REF: 8 | DEX: 8 | TECH: 5 | COOL: 7 | WILL: 7 | LUCK: 3/3 | MOVE: 7 | BODY: 7 | EMP: 3/5 Humanity: 26 | Wounds: | Critical Injuries: | Addictions: Mustang Arms Mk IIIHvy. Handgun 3d6 | ROF 3 | Hands 1 | Concealable Shots (12): ◊◊◊◊◊ / ◊◊◊◊◊ / ◊◊ Reloads (5): □□□□□ | Big KnucksMedium Melee Weapon 2d6 1/2 AP | Brawling3d6 | Arasaka Kuma LRVCompact Ground Car - CHOOH2 Powered Seat 6 Combat Speed 20 Narrative Speed 100 MPH SDP 70 / 70 Upgrade: >Seating Upgrade >Heavy Chasis (+ Tow cable) >Housing Capacity (RV for 1 w/ toilet, shower & kitchen) Ramming Attack: 6d6 TRISTAN "KAT" CAMPBELL - NOMAD Head Armor: 7 | Body Armor: 11 | Shield: 0 | HP: 45 || INT: 5 | REF: 8 | DEX: 8 | TECH: 5 | COOL: 7 | WILL: 7 | LUCK: 3/3 | MOVE: 7 | BODY: 7 | EMP: 3/5 Humanity: 26 | Wounds: | Critical Injuries: | Addictions: Mustang Arms Mk IIIHvy. Handgun 3d6 | ROF 3 | Hands 1 | Concealable Shots (12): ◊◊◊◊◊ / ◊◊◊◊◊ / ◊◊ Reloads (5): □□□□□ | Big KnucksMedium Melee Weapon 2d6 1/2 AP | Brawling3d6 | Arasaka Kuma LRVCompact Ground Car - CHOOH2 Powered Seat 6 Combat Speed 20 Narrative Speed 100 MPH SDP 70 / 70 Upgrade: >Seating Upgrade >Heavy Chasis (+ Tow cable) >Housing Capacity (RV for 1 w/ toilet, shower & kitchen) Ramming Attack: 6d6 TEST TYPE II Edited November 26, 2022 by Cirlot (see edit history) Name xDiceName xDiceResult xDiceString xDiceRolls Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cirlot Posted November 24, 2022 Author Clone Share Posted November 24, 2022 (edited) Alright - NPCs have been roughed out wit the exception of dear deceased Kat the 1st who is, at the moment, an intentional blank. For mechanical notes, still need a formal up/down vote on the Mustang Arms "old guns never die" version; if it's a not go I'll swap it out and grab either a heavy or very heavy pistol and take back some nuyen. Also, the 'Kuma' small sedan stats are the same as the pre-gen nomads car, just slightly refluffed. For clarity I bolded required skills and italicized the skills impacted by Campbell's Moto special ability. Other notes Given how I spent my starting eddies, Campbell's gear light: I have the idea of explaining it as his home (the Kuma) was recently burgled (my headcannon says it's petty vengeance by Stabitha). They weren't so brainburnt as to mess with nomad's ride (and bring the whole down on 'em) but Cat's stuff? Fair game so he got wiped out within the past 24-72 hours prior to game start. NPC links & Ideas: Depending on how self-contained you want PC narratives to be each of his NPCs could be their own narrative thread but if you want them all in one interconnect ball my thinking is this: Ms. Syn and the Pack Enemy (corrupt city official) are at odds; Ms. Syn is a potential benefactor to protect the Snake Nation pack. Her "Friend" she can use as a resource is Xialia. Xialia is Ms. Syn's Enemy +1 (per above) but is ALSO in bed with the Pack Enemy: her lover was killed as part of bothced Raffen Shiv demonstration which was supposed to secure lucrative security contracts for one of WNS's corporate advertisers with Night Corp. Xialia has arrangements with several boostergangs within the city as part of this advertising push and Stabitha's crew is one of them. Stabitha is known and used by Xialia but is unaware of the larger beef and may object once WNS' intent for her crews involvement (more coporate security in the Zone) is laid bare. This structure allows his enemies to be brough in individually or collectively as needed and there are several potential story arcs that could come from the current relationships. "Rache" - the roll indicated her whereabouts were unknown after going psycho. given I'm hinting, strongly, that her psychosis was at least in part to her doing dumb crat with or beyond the Blackwall I'm wondering if it's worth stealing an idea from the game. Where it's hinted there that C-psychos are "recruited" for C-swat/Max-Tac I'm wondering if there's a netrunner equivalent, i.e. if Rache still around but has been black-bagged/wiped or remade as NetWatch. Edited November 24, 2022 by Cirlot (see edit history) Name xDiceName xDiceResult xDiceString xDiceRolls Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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