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Default   #4   Suzerain of Sheol Suzerain of Sheol is offline
Desolation Denizen
Ulysses rolls his shoulders, neck stretching to one side, then the other. He looks his mother in the eye.

"While I respect your desire for caution, I've little patience for hiding in this noxious cellar." He coughs for effect. "I've a mind to ride Sicarius over to the gallows to look Casper in the eye." His gaze turns toward Tanya. "Care to stretch your legs?"



Ulysses: Diplomacy 1d20 +3 = 6
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
Old Posted 10-27-2017, 03:44 AM Reply With Quote