Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-31049256-20180126071840

(Flame, Lum/Doc) Trevor smirks, "Seems like he's fine. Evyanne's over there, and she can handle herself."

"Still, it couldn't hurt to at least be near if Lady Rotha gets truly aggressive. She could spark her soldiers into a frenzy at a moments notice unless Sir Eothred accepts the advances she's likely making on him." Siara adds, standing from her husband's lap.

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(Rix) "It's a firebomb filled with spirit energy processed into glue. The Spirit Energy Goo-Bomb has two ways you can use it. On a golem or similer girl, the energy is condensed so they'll overload, knocking them out so you can restrain them or their controller. The second way is the goo is sticky enough to restrain a Wurm. Nobody other than that Jaghund fella and a few other's would be breakin out of it until it desolves after four hours. Leoreo developed it when a few MW's accidentally killed a few Golems."

Reby frowns at the story, "The poor MW's involved were distraught. Had their wielders bawlin for a good month, and a good chunk of them refused to work on anything other than makin the SEG-B...least from what I hear. It happened before I was a member."

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(Vela) "We could play a came of corn hole?" Clarabelle suggests, pointing to the nearby unattended game, "It's a simple tossing game where you try to land as more corn baggies on your opponents table then they can yours."

She sees the tables, no bigger than a coffee table, set at an angle with a large hole five inches away from the top.