This is the second part of the entry recorded in the same day.
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Oscare and Quicktongue had already made their way back to the Brotherhood of Ash meeting stones. There was not much time left in the day -- night had already struck with a moon overhead. Everyone was sleeping aside from the two puckered out fighters and Stonefist, who was awaiting with arms crossed.Â
"I saw." Stonefist grins smugly. "Good work. Rest." Quicktongue takes it as a command and immediately exits, leaving Stonefist and Oscare staring at each other. "Ally," Stonefist starts. "I thank you. Will you sleep tonight?" This prompts a quirk of the eyebrows from Oscare.
"Hm?"
"You were tireless yesterday."Â
"Oh -- sorry. I thought I was sleeping soundly."
"As one of the brave warriors representing the Brotherhood, it is my responsibility that you come out of here unscathed and back to your people safely." Stonefist chuckles. An amalj'aa chuckling was one of the last things Oscare expected to hear in this lifetime. "Tomorrow, you'll have your first encounter with Stoneglare, do not worry."Â
"Stonefist," Oscare responds. "Your name. Stonefist? I expect that is within reason, yes?"Â
"It is!" Stonefist feints a punch, making Oscare sweat profusely and nervously. "No one has lived to tell the tale in a fight with me. Would you like a demonstration, ally?"
Oscare nods, probably regrettably. Stonefist backs up and winds up a punch by rolling his shoulders and stretching his right arm. Oscare closes his eyes -- he's been punched by Berrod before. This possibly can't be worse.
Wrong!
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This ends the record for this day.
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Oscare and Quicktongue had already made their way back to the Brotherhood of Ash meeting stones. There was not much time left in the day -- night had already struck with a moon overhead. Everyone was sleeping aside from the two puckered out fighters and Stonefist, who was awaiting with arms crossed.Â
"I saw." Stonefist grins smugly. "Good work. Rest." Quicktongue takes it as a command and immediately exits, leaving Stonefist and Oscare staring at each other. "Ally," Stonefist starts. "I thank you. Will you sleep tonight?" This prompts a quirk of the eyebrows from Oscare.
"Hm?"
"You were tireless yesterday."Â
"Oh -- sorry. I thought I was sleeping soundly."
"As one of the brave warriors representing the Brotherhood, it is my responsibility that you come out of here unscathed and back to your people safely." Stonefist chuckles. An amalj'aa chuckling was one of the last things Oscare expected to hear in this lifetime. "Tomorrow, you'll have your first encounter with Stoneglare, do not worry."Â
"Stonefist," Oscare responds. "Your name. Stonefist? I expect that is within reason, yes?"Â
"It is!" Stonefist feints a punch, making Oscare sweat profusely and nervously. "No one has lived to tell the tale in a fight with me. Would you like a demonstration, ally?"
Oscare nods, probably regrettably. Stonefist backs up and winds up a punch by rolling his shoulders and stretching his right arm. Oscare closes his eyes -- he's been punched by Berrod before. This possibly can't be worse.
Wrong!
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This ends the record for this day.
"Critical fails; for when the GM sobs at night and the players get free checks."
