Whither : Look at these people, Grem! There's a bear in a suit. He's wearing a suit! This guy has red eyes, laser eyes, no doubt. And this one, so shroomy, mushroomy. And this one, he must be a chef. I can smell the food all over 'em. It's repulsive. This guy, the one that they are calling doctor. ...

Wither Whither , befuddled by the sudden company, sighs in relief that Grem has returned. A single bony outstretched finger for emphasis (always this tiring emphasis): They mocked me for this simple square sigil, but it at least works. Welcome back, Grem , brushing away the burning embers from the ...

Grem staggers, momentarily dazed as he clutches his lower forearm, the smell of burning skin pungent in the air, now looking around at his new surroundings

"God damn that hurt. Wither! Where are you?"

Grem Morgan

• HP: 8 / 8

Stats: STR:13, INT:17, WIS:10, DEX:16, CHR:7, CON:13

• Mace (d8 damage, 1 hand, 3 quality)
  Gambeson (Defense 12, 3 quality)
  2 Travel rations (1 day each)
  5/12 slots used so far

Awesome stuff!

Hello PbP friends!

I was brought here for a game of Knave, and am thankful for the opportunity this forum presents

It's also freezing in my house right now, so I'm going to put on some pants!