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c'mon!!! fire damage still works underwater?!

when this child can sear you from a distance for too many d6s.
worse yet, heal spells don't get rid of the ongoing burns from their touch.
ugh!

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wait... how do you have time to run another table?!

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isn't the playground inviting?... won't you come and play?

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do you really want to uncover those secrets?

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"actually, i was born yesterday. well... nearly. four days ago."

the horror... it's always from within. and it has begun.

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dockworker: "yea, you're at pier 22... ain't it obvious?"

sailor: "uhh... you mean the 22?... bring lots of coins."

(party character development campaign supplement)

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razmiran merchant: lost a day's profit puttin' it down on the skinwalker—no show!

traveling companion: ...yea. me too. gone three times now. it's a sham. ain't no skinwalkin'... just a gimmick.

they sold tickets tho, that's for sure. 'parently you'd win big if he showed up!

razmiran merchant: the hood, fumblin' along that stretch o' cavern tunnel... they keepin' outsiders in the dark, literally!

traveling companion: first time, huh?

it's good brandin'. adds to the excitement.

used to be an old cistern somewhere beneath thrushmoor.

story goes, thirty years back, two fighters went twenty-two rounds before one finally dropped.

folks stopped callin' it the 'old cistern'.

now it’s just 'the 22'.

razmiran merchant: 'cept for outsiders like us...

pier twenty-two!" [laughs]