"Well, I am bored, I shall make something happen." Tigrisclawu said as he went back on his haunches and prepared to jump.
"Don't do anything Tigrisclawu...." but it was too late. Tigris lept onto the table, shoved the plates of meat and food off, and knocked over the glasses and pitchers of beverages. He stayed out of range of everyone's personal plates, but by the time he had climbed back into Beranhond's lap the rest of the food was ruined, or at least hanging out with the floor.
The clatter of platters brought the elf maid and several tough looking adventurer types bound in armor.
"What happened?" They inquired.
"My cat bores easily." Beranhond responded with a shrug. Throughout this, Tigrisclawu just purred away. "But, since you are here, perhaps we could get down to business."
Diplomacy:
Roll(1d20)+6:
4,+6
Total:10
Thursday, October 22, 2009
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That was fast.
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ReplyDeleteWell, we need to get this party rolling! I want to go and visit the sewers. Otherwise, I might head up to Waterdeep.
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