Oscare's up to his own scheming along the outside of the tavern as well. Today's special was green tea -- a nice herbal aroma floated around his cup was enough evidence to prove that. He raises his map up to the sky, pointing at completely random spots with a pencil.Â
"That looks like a good test site," One comment there. "Oh, but someone's house is there... I wouldn't want to blow that up," followed by another rebuttal there. "I wonder if Camy has any demolition safety tomes... she has to. She has everything." With a complete out-of-the-blue unrelated note there! "Perhaps I can scour around the junk yard to..."
A passing couple just look at the engineer with a bizarre expression. Weirdo.
"That looks like a good test site," One comment there. "Oh, but someone's house is there... I wouldn't want to blow that up," followed by another rebuttal there. "I wonder if Camy has any demolition safety tomes... she has to. She has everything." With a complete out-of-the-blue unrelated note there! "Perhaps I can scour around the junk yard to..."
A passing couple just look at the engineer with a bizarre expression. Weirdo.
"Critical fails; for when the GM sobs at night and the players get free checks."
