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Lord Draggor stomps over to the bar. "Bloody cheating squidy things. That's the tenth game of poker I've lost in a row. It's like they know what I'm thinking." (He is a fighter with intelligence 9). "Give me a shot of your strongest stuff. I'll have a go at this drinking game of yours. Better than being ripped off. Those guys are just lucky I had to leave my warhammer at the door." Starts to imagine what he'd do to the Mind Flayers. Flayers' faces pale considerably. Several flee the bar. One trips over the bungee cord and floats away.
OOC This place is back to it's best, good work everyone. Some of the posts here are just hysterical.
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Just when you thought it was safe to visit this board.
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