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OOC: Thanks for the tips 250. Are you by any chance DM for any real PNP games cos it seems so. O and do we write this 3rd or 1st person? Regin: I see you read Discworld, I recall Bigjobs from Carpe Jugulum and thats a great picture of the Librarian in your sig. [img]smile.gif[/img]
IC: Lucre's eyes snapped open and saw cobbles of the street outside the noble's house. He was far to weak to tell Regin to stop, but as if he was reading his thoughts he stopped anyway. He heard some voices shouting "Get them!" and "How did they escape?".
Lucre thought to himself, "This must be trouble." and he gently pushed himself of the dwarves shoulder making it look like Regin was dropping him but telling Regin that he wanted to go down. As he hit the floor Lucre rolled around slightly and saw the attackers laughing at Regin. The four men charged forward at Regin. Lucre rolled into the gutter, unnoticed seeings as everyone was focused on fighting. Lucre had rolled himself into a large pile of mud, "O great!" He muttered " These were my best clothes." (OOC>> I guess he really is in love with money)
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