there can be something so special about watching liam use his big moon dice — his will dice — as a stress ball for a solid minute after orym's outburst at liliana and imogen's subsequent reprimand
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My first Southern Gothic fic! Pre-relationship and pre-campaign. What does it look like when Ruidians dream Exandrian dreams?
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matt ruling that the technical damage from the explosion was irrelevant due to the power and weight of fcg’s sacrifice is what really got me. even if sam rolled the max possible number on the dice, it wouldn’t have even brought otohan to below where she was before she took the health potion. mechanically speaking, she should have survived that blast by a LOT of hit points. but this was a player willingly killing their own character, beyond reviving and even potentially beyond resurrection, to give the rest of the party any advantage they could, and he rewarded that with the death of an antagonist that has haunted this campaign from the very beginning. unreal fucking plays by both matt and sam tonight.
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I feel like Sam’s been holding this move in his pocket ever since Imahara Joe told FCG he had a bomb in his chest. That said, I think this was about the most brilliant way he could have deployed it.
Think about it—FCG wakes up in a cave surrounded by the corpses of his dead friends, only to learn later that he was the one who murdered them. Now he’s in a cave with his new best friends, and he’s going killbot mode again, but this time, he’s fully aware of his state of mind, and fully in control of his decisions. And in picking his target, he saves all of their lives.
I just think that’s neat.
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celebrating our favorite blue boy's return to the table!
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For 400 years I looked up at the moon. Not a bad place to go….
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can you spot the wolf? 🐺🌙
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NOT TO LIVEBLOG THIS EPISODE BUT AHHHHH
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What if we kissed in the grocery market… and we were both girls?
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"I'm just gonna beat with my fists."
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extremely enamored with the image of ludinus in aeor trying to figure out where the fuck all of the ancient technology he was relying on disappeared to, followed by a smash cut to essek in a cozy demiplane, wrapped in a handmade sweater and casually labeling all the artifacts from his third aeorian honeymoon with caleb
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