Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The crowd parts at the sound of a man's voice. At the head of the table was a rather portly man in yellow and green finery. Obviously the coach. He pointed to Orp.
Who's this guy what thinks I'm gonna buy him a drink straight off the bat, eh?
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
That's right, we're formidable... He looked around as if preparing to tell a joke.
Just ask those Reds!
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
No offense to my friends here around the table... He looked around again.
But these Wistvale teams wouldn't know a good game if it threw a flarb ball at them!
Just like last time, the table erupted in drunken laughter.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]