FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFAIL FLAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL

RIP free time, murdered by my job.

Ragdollmaster (Troy) [6]:
"Yup. Can't really complain."
Damn straight. Huh, it's pretty late.
You sit in silence for a bit, gazing up at the stars and listening to the quiet but comforting sound of the town in the background.
Hey...
"Yeah?"
You uh, wouldn't have any other swords around would you?
"You were actually serious."
N-no, of course not. I'm not some kind of sicko that'd go after a blade that small. But I mean if you had any a longsword...
"GNIGHT SWORDBRO."
Before he can speak any further you unbuckle your sword holster, hurry into your room leaving Swordbro by the door, and flop down on your bed, quickly falling asleep.

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Miggles (Robert Wright) [9-1=8]:
You and James manage to make it back to your own beds without puking or falling down at all! All considered it's quite a feat. You're proud of yourself, until you lose yourself in how nice and fluffy your crappy cot feels and fall asleep, snoring like an ogre.

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Fail Flail (Grif Mason) [1]:
No, nothing exciting. Although Rob is making more than enough noise for the 5 of you all on his own. You try to block it out, but it doesn't help much. Well, whatever. You're tired, Charlotte is already asleep, and now that O'Neil is gone you can get to sleep, even with the racket.

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Izen (Sedraxis) [5]:
It doesn't take much for you to fall asleep, even with O'Neil working on the ship. You don't awaken at all through his work, nor when he finishes, or even when Rob comes in and starts snoring the ship to pieces. It seems you're impervious to pretty much everything, be it poisons, magical injury, or horrifically loud snoring.

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Maart3n (Mareikura) [10-2=8]:
You're pretty much unable to move right now. Well, maybe if you HAD to, but otherwise hell no. Your entire body is covered in what looks like a normal burn wound covered in ash and soot, but whenever you move it feels like a cold fire that simultaneously makes you sick to your stomach and fills your mind with dread.
It sucks. It sucks a LOT.
Instead, you stick in bed, breath slowly and deeply, and think about what that old curmudgeon did. He made some kind of ball of darkness, and then suddenly a beam appeared, and everything went dark around you. You've the feeling he meant to let you live though. Considering the damage his attack did to the house, he would've had no problem wiping you out. You're unsure how the hell he made dark FLAMES though. Fire and light go hand in hand, but fire and darkness? That's weird. You admit your knowledge of Light and Darkness is lacking, but you know Fire's relations to the other elements, and it doesn't play well with the cold, dead, energy-less natures of Ice and Darkness.
He must've truly been a badass mage.

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Tomaster (James Tiber) [10-2=8]:
"At least people'll know my name now."
You stagger into the galley, grab the few leftovers from breakfast, snarf them down quickly along with as much water as you can fit in your stomach, and then fall face first onto your cot, happily dozing off within seconds. You barely notice that your arm is sore.

Character


Game Events: Everyone heads to sleep, and the town slowly but surely winds down, even the eternal nightlife of the bars and businesses nearest the docks. The moon rises overhead, full and illuminating the Sky.

Sub-roll will come later.

Swordbro just wants some lovin'.
It's not like he's perfect, he's only sword.

FAIL FLAIL AND RAGDOLLMASTER.

You dumb hoe, I already asked about this in IRC like three weeks ago. There's nothing to do / my character is asleep.

>Continue sleep.

THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU POST A SLEEP ACTION I WILL BACKHAND YOU.