"Oh.", Tabby squeaked, before she realized she should be quiet, "I mean, Oh. Fancy boy.", she whispered back. "If we have tea for some reason, make sure to raise the tea cup, leaving the saucer on the table, and to place the cup back on the saucer between sips. It's considered rude to look anywhere but into the cup whilst sipping tea, and absolutely no slurping.", she also added, "And while cucumber sandwiches?are incredibly?nasty, don't spit them out while going 'yuck yuck'. It's considered rude at fancy parties."?
On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:56?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
¡°No, he whispers in her ear. ¡°I¡¯m being fancy.¡±
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:48 PM, Tabby via <tacobobman=[email protected]> wrote: "And I'm Tabby.", the little monk replied as she waved to the illusion.?
She will follow Sweet William.
"William Theo....theeo....dop...dophplis?Sweetness?", she added, "Is that your real name?", she asked as she stumbled over his middle name.? On Thu, Mar 20, 2025 at 2:19?PM Sweet William/Arthur Picard via <artamy1= [email protected]> wrote:
Sweet William follows.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:18 PM, Arthur Picard <artamy1@...> wrote:
?¡°And I am William Theodophplis?Sweetness, psychopathic bloodthirsty?barbarian berserker of the realms, but a decent fellow for all that,¡± the half-orc says in grandiose pompousity. ¡°By all means, lead on, oh intrepid mage, that we may find our missing men and allow you to return to your interrupted studies.¡± He performs a?deep¡±by your leave, lead on¡±-style bow.
On Thursday, March 20, 2025, 2:08 PM, Dungeon Master/Infinitum3D via <infinitum3d=[email protected]> wrote:
DM/
As a Half-Orc steps out of the shadows next to the Wizard,
Sweet William lowers the drawbridge but realizes that the Wizard also is an illusion.?
"We told you! We are friends of Graggar! You're Luke, right?¡±
Taking a moment to better view the Wizard, the
Gnomish Sorcerer also realizes that the Wizard is an illusion, but a real-time projection that can see and hear- as if some combination of Clairvoyance/Clairaudience/Scrying and Sending all rolled up into one.
"I am Flynn, Bard of the Realms.? We seek others that I believe are lost down here. In addition, Graggar awaits outside as he missies his friend.?
Are you Luke?"
¡°Flynn of the Realms,¡± the Wizard replies respectfully. ¡°And friends of Graggar,¡± he continues, nodding to
North. ¡°There are quite possibly many lost down here. If you could be more specif-,¡± he pauses, noticing the
Guardsmen. ¡°Ah, I see. If it will allow me to return to my studies quickly, I shall guide you. Come forward. Follow me,¡± he, or rather, the illusory representation of him, says with a ¡®come
on¡¯ hand gesture.
And what do you do?
/DM
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