Xyrora: attempts to secuce her enimies
(DM) Malcome:
(seriously? are you fucking kidding me?)
*you must roll to see how this goes, you roll an 11, you bearly manage to do it, but ultimatly, you sway them to let you go, and you get 2 phone numbers from it*
(how the fuck did you pull that shit off?)
you roll a 1, the slime doesnt have ears, dumbass, for your stupidity, the slime encomapsses your mandline, you cant use it til you clean it
-how our D&D session is going so far
(Egg talking tome, a bard named xyrora)
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