Lind Whisperer

"I didn't prevent it because I wasn't able to. Being hundreds of miles away can have that affect. And before you start suggesting that my facts are wrong, Munchkin ears - I'm speaking in general, not about myself - are notoriously accurate. And I have personally spoken and confirmed with members from that very party."

"Heroica Archives.Also, try and keep it hushed down as the Watch will, it's kind of hard to keep word of the mind controlling of all attendants at a certain gathering from everyone's ears - particularly those who like to listen. And ha-ha, to the obvious up-coming joke about how I never shut-up - ha, ha." "Yeah, that's a great speech and all, but the Veterans apparently don't like having their hands guided. Else the last group that the "greater power" had chosen wouldn't have been a bunch of corrupts that not only betrayed their mission, but made friends with the witch."

Matching his tone, the Munchkin replied, "And those who would leap to defense, would do well to learn just what they are defending, my impressively muscled sort-of-acquaintance/guy-that-loaned-me-a-few-gold-once."

"No argument. And that's why my duty is to do everything I can to ensure that the witch is killed, and that she isn't able to continue her campaign of mind-flaying mind control," said the Munchkin, intentionally raising his voice so that the Half-giant could hear, in the case that his attack upon his notice was born out of some inborn protective feelings towards fellow witches.

"I believe we're talking about two different quests - I'm referring to the Quest to the Tower of Babel. I was saying nothing on the morals of your team-mates, I was referring to the morals of those who were on the quest to the Tower." The Munchkin eyes the Half-giant, but chooses not to confront him, simply repairing the notice and returning it to its former position, before quickly scampering back to the two Dragoons."There's no honor among thieves, but apparently there's blind loyalty among witches..."

The Munchkin started. He had been so happy to see the Dragoon again, that he had missed what he'd said. "Your...last visit?"

The Munchkin was about to say no - it was a rare item, after all, and rare items equal rare solutions - but then he saw a certain Dragoon enter the building."Hold that offer, just one moment, thank you very kindly and sincerely..." The Munchkin quickly rushed to happily greet the first friendly face he'd ever known at the Hall."Sir Arthur! You're back!"

"Oh...Yes. That is...a very good point.I was more thinking along the lines of a rental for this particular quest, and you're already an elf, so, unless you're planning to go as a human, you probably don't need it..." "Of course you're not subhuman. You're fully human, just undead. I was subconsciously assuming that the mask would make you look like a living living human, not a living undead human, which the elves would presumably respond to more favorably - their stereotypes, not mine. Annie pointed out the flaw in that logic..."

While waiting for the Dragoon to reply, the Munchkin leaned over towards the Undead. "I have just the thing for you - or, well, the second best...third best - Here, one second." He pulled out his Trickster's Mask of the Human. "The Trickster's Mask of the Human. Humanity in a can. Just put this on, and you're...still stereotyped against, since you're not an elf, but less stereotyped against than if you still looked like an undead."

True, but that just wouldn't have that Munchkin touch to it.

The Munchkin nodded. "Fully understood, and agreed with. I'd do the same.But, in the case that you aren't selected, what'd be your price?"

For some reason I thought he was off on #129... Now I wish I'd PM'd you about your mask, instead of dressing like this...

The Munchkin's eyes gleamed as he saw the mask. "The Trickster's Mask of the Elf..."He opened his mouth, and prepared to begin bargaining...then looking at the Dragoon, decided that such a man was not the sort. "Everything has a price." He indicated towards the mask. "To rent, or to buy - just name it, whatever the cost. Yes, I am a bit light of purse at the moment, but speak with anyone who I've ever done business with - however much they may disagree with me politically, socially, or ethically, it does not matter - and they will have to confirm, even if reluctantly, that my bond is good."

When did Thormanil get back?! I thought he was on a quest?

That's actually Bad Cop and Frank the Foreman with a couple of other minifigures. It might be a homage, but it's not a cameo.

The Munchkin threw up his hands. "I understand your feelings, but think about it! If everyone is "content to let other people deal with this," then it will never be done!"

"I'm not asking you to insert yourself - legally, you can't, #100 heroes ban. But that's no reason why you can't raise your voice in support of this." "Then that's even more reason for why you should be campaigning for this! Don't try and heal the sore! Prevent the sore from ever being made!"

"I believe the Monk is quite capable of speaking for himself, sir. And cliche? That is your assault upon my efforts towards a better future? We are supposed to let whoever and their dog go off on this quest, simply because creating a group to combat this evil would be cliche? Shame, sir! You were on that quest! You yourself saw the "heroes for hire" cheerfully turn traitor for a few extra gold! You were one of the ones that tried to say no, and were overruled! You should be the one most loudly campaigning for this group, not I!"

"You there! Master Monk! Are you going to just wait around and hope you're selected for the quest, not caring about the morals of your team-mates? That's what the lawful good heroes on the last quest did - and look what happened! The Witch is still alive! Because the other heroes over-ruled the good heroes, and let her live! Are you going to sit back, and let that happen a second time?"

How come they got an actress for Chell with the correct black hair, but the minifig still has light brown hair? At her lightest, Chell was maybe a very dark brown - never even close to light brown.

*sigh*"Fine..."

"Ze date, she extended? 'Hen zere zis witch running a-roond?" The...Munchkin shook his head. "Ah, well. Time to organize, to structure." He whipped out a piece of paper, stuck it firmly onto the board, and wrote on it in large, flowing letters.

All franchises, or just most?

I can't find this in the rules. I'm assuming you're referring to when a player levels up after a battle? Because otherwise, Ether is only gained through resting or tonics.

New glove idea, inspired by Flipz's comment: