It maybe unusual, but it's not difficult to pronounce.
I'm ready for some rest, too. He turns before following Dicky into the room. Good day, Mr. Staley, Inquisitor. Good day, Miss Mariel.
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It maybe unusual, but it's not difficult to pronounce.
I'm ready for some rest, too. He turns before following Dicky into the room. Good day, Mr. Staley, Inquisitor. Good day, Miss Mariel.
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Roxie does not have to roll to remove the arrow. She does, however, have to roll Dex + Medicine to do so without causing another point of Lethal damage.
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Bits of her come out with the motherfuckingwhorebitchcocksucker's dammed arrow, but it's old and dead and not necessary to her functioning at all.
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Narration:
Roxie manages to get the arrow out without causing further significant damage to muscle or bone. Just when she has completed the process, the arrow starts to smoulder, the paper bursts into flame... then suddenly the thick, middle section of the arrow -the one that had just a few seconds earlier been pressed against her abdomen - ignites with hot blue-white flame. Roxie feels the flesh of her hand burn to the bone.
Roxie needs to make a Resolve + Composure check to avoid fear frenzy, penalized by -1. She takes 1 point of Ag damage from the hot flame.
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She swears loudly and with great emphasis on some of the more anatomically impossible portions of her litany. she would throw the arrow away, but she isn't holding it anymore.
that's one spicy meatball
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Jessi takes off across the street, following the Reeve and quickly flipping the bird to one driver that honks as he zooms past. She catches up to Arnold.
"We got a plan, or we jus' goin' with 'get up there an' rip the bastard's throat out?'" Jessi asks Arnold.
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"Ok let me know where you want to get dropped off. I don't feel like sleeping in the dirt after this goose chase especially as no one feels like telling us shit." He slams his hand on the steering wheel.
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Presence
Striking Looks
Twist nodds and pulls out her phone and sends out a quick text to Jayant.
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Michael followed after them, dodging the light traffic. At least in the building people couldn't shot you from roof tops with exploding arrows.
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