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"My weapon'll poison 'em all in one hit. Once they are, I'll just start using my Heavy Flail. Speakin' of which...perhaps I should borrow that scarf next battle, I could inflict all of them with the Jinxed effect usin' the whip."
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Poletad doesn't have a Shield (it's blank), and also, is Hans in Chaotic or Ordered Battle Style? I'm hoping Ordered, otherwise he's nearly useless...
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Atramor looks forward, then whips his head sideways, glancing at the Chaos Beasts behind the other heroes. McCafferey looked between the three groups, ruffling her feathers, and taking flight,landing on one of the pillars. The witch merely grinned, and tugged the Cat 'O' Nine Tails out of his cloak, and with a wicked crack, he snapped the weapon towards Chaos Beast A, from the front row. What class are the town watchmen? Also, Alexis re-arranged her artifacts, now with the Helmet, Quiver, and Monkey Bar equipped.
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"Ya' can only equip three artifacts at a time, Alexis, and both the Monkey Bar and the Lens are accessories."
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That happens sometimes when you have huge amounts of images and coding and such in a single post. Autoplaying twenty plus rounds in a single post, for example....
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Heartlake Heartbreak - Day Five: Southwest Song
CMP replied to Darkdragon's topic in LEGO Mafia and Role-Play Games
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Atramor stumbled backward from the explosion, coughed, and quickly extinguished the flame that caught on his cloak. Yeah, she definitely had XX on her side....he remained silent throughout her speech, and the events afterward, glancing down the staircase at the creature referred to as 'Bal'. Then, before he knew it, he was following the majority of the party down the stairs. "Looks like we're just gonna be trackin' down these spires for now. 'Least we have a goal...let's head out."
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Atramor strode into the increasingly familiar Town Watch barracks, giving a sharp nod towards Felton, by far the most relatable of the Wren Hunters, before turning his attention onto Bennetton. "Well, then, protect it. Quit wastin' time with pickpockets and focus on the bigger picture at hand. This is the third time I've been workin' with the guard, and I haven't failed 'ya once. I know your recruits are..competent..so they just need to be put to good use. And that task belongs to their leader. Every man or woman will help. Like Cronk says, do ya' know how much respect and honor's at stake, even if every single person dies in the defense of Eubric? If you ain't gonna even try to help, the hell kind of guards are you?" The witch struggled to keep a straight face at the assurance of 'honor and glory, even in death'. Hopefully it'd leave a better impression than his last attempt at negotiations.
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Heartlake Heartbreak - Day Five: Southwest Song
CMP replied to Darkdragon's topic in LEGO Mafia and Role-Play Games
Four to five down! There can't be many of them left now. -
He's already got 'most overly dramatic' in the bag...
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"Good to meet ya', mate. I'm Atramor Gibbin. Any enemy of Wren's is an ally - grudingly or not -" he glanced seethingly at Thothwick, "- of mine."
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Atramor blinks, and shakes his head. "You're overthinkin' it, mate."
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"Mostly from Dastan. She was gettin' ingredients she needed to summon Zoot. Sapped the life of out me so I could get some damn answers as to what she was doin', killed some Chaos Beasts...you?"
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So...an Amethyst?
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"It's a weapon, not a damn shrine. Just because you're a Black Knight doesn't mean you're the crazed homicidal maniac people instantly associate with the class. You've got a stick crammed so far up your megablocks anyone could see that...point is, don't make assumptions. Not that I'd expect you to take advice from a witch," Atramor added, spitting on the ground.
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"You suggested he was a follower of a Zoot....and you have several problems, mate."
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I would get a Ruby, Opal, or Sapphire, and imbue it in your Broomstick along with the Amethyst.
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I like it. It's a lot more Barbarian than Cleric, but it still suits Haldor.
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Atramor chuckled dryly at Haldor's first impression of Thothwick, while the chicken merely stared beadily at the nord. "Oh, this is McCafferey, my-..." he paused, unsure of how to explain their relationship. 'My insane demonic conscience'? 'Travelling companion'? It certainly wasn't as straightforward as 'my best mate' anymore. "...well, in any case, she's mine." 'In the future, 'the guide to my destined path' will do, if you really deem it necessary to introduce me' she remarked, silently. Atramor grumbled. No, the days of having an ordinary pet chicken were long past.
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Atramor nodded towards Triad. "See, that's some good sense..." He glances at Johnny and Hans, the former of which handing over a map to Skrall. "That reminds me, aren't we s'posed to have a party leader?"
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That is just amazingly cool.
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Atramor thanked Alexis, taking the whip. Couldn't be all that different from the flail. He tucked it into his cloak, looking around as the other heroes arrived, glancing towards the shaman. He reminded him vaguely of Eric. "Aye. Apparently we'll be buildin' up the defenses first." He extended his hand towards the nord. "Atramor Gibbin."
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Atramor's eyes narrowed slightly at Arthur. "That was my call, mate. Not XX's. If I took your sword and ran myself through with it, it doesn't mean you were 'an architect of my death'."
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'Oh, irony. How are mortals so expressive of it?' snickered McCafferey to Atramor. He ignored her...shamefully accurate remark. "Cleverer assassins? Hah....Wren had to freeze time to give his first attack any chance of success, he had to outnumber Nyx on his second, and got knocked on his megablocks in his third. We wouldn't benefit much from his help even if we bothered to try and get it."
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Atramor frowned slightly, but then nodded. Judgmental as he already seemed, at least this Gray Wizard had some degree of respect. The frown only deepened on hearing of XX and Sphinx. "Sphinx, I think, is part of the ritual Wren needs to summon Zoot. XX is just another henchman, though I admit he knows how to make a mean explosive. But I don't like this business about tryin' to reason with - yet another - deranged cult. People that crazy don't change."