Yeah, so sorry guys. I’m at FSY this whole week, so I won’t be able to get on like…at all. Casino things will progress really slowly, but other GM’s should be able to do anything else you need.
Gavin winked at her. “I-I-I kn-kn-know I-I h-h-h-h-have s-something o-o-of a-a r-r-r-reputation, b-b-but I-I h-h-haven’t r-r-r-r-really d-d-don th-this b-b-b-before.”
Corin laughs. “I like you,” he says, sounding surprised. “I’d accept a donation. But they want deaths. Killing people will get you better supplies.”
“O-o-okay,” Gavin said, smiling at her. He stood and started walking, gesturing for her to follow. Then he hesitated, looking back at her. “G-g-g-gardens o-or a-art?”
Yes, he pops free with a loud squelch.
Each of you hear a voice speaking directly into your ear. It’s Corin. “Well done,” he says, laughing softly. “If you come to me, you’ll be rewarded…they like you already.”
Oh my chasms I couldn’t with Ink5oul’s voice, I was actually dying because I know people who genuinely talk like that—
It was so over the top but at the same time it’s so real—