One Long Word

yourplayersaidwhat:

So we had a 3.5 ed. campaign where we rolled our stats instead of using the point-buy system. Our half-orc barbarian had a bunch of good rolls and one disastrous one, I think a four; being a barbarian, he decided to make Intelligence his dump stat. Our DM suggested that a 4 Int score was enough to limit his ability to communicate; the player agreed to roleplay it that way, with his PC being mostly monosyllabic. He said his character would only know *one* word longer than two syllables, and be very proud of knowing it and use it at every opportunity.

This came up in our first session. An NPC came to the inn we were staying in and asked to see us about some business. The half-orc got the message and took it up to our party leader: “Boss? Man downstairs want *intercourse* with you. Uh… Not *fun* kind intercourse, *other* kind.”

At this point we had to take five minutes off so the people who were giggling hysterically could get it out of their systems.

Matt: Liam is as easy of a crier as I am except with the added weight of children. Tears constantly brimming under the surface.
Brian: We’re a bunch of Soft Boys here.
Marisha: I love my soft boys.

ladyofrosefire:

pagerunner-j:

wizard-fallen-angel:

a mental image that needed to be shared: percy using the gloves of missile snaring to catch a small excitable quarter elf

perhaps even a small, excitable quarter elf who’s trying (without permission) to figure out how to use Mama’s broom

(So far it’s mostly just running around the house like they’re riding a hobby horse, but on occasion there’s a little bit of lift, and more speed than there ought to be even for a rambunctious kidlet with energy to spare. 😉

#the gloves of missile snaring have three uses post-retirement:#1. to catch kisses blown his way by his wife#2. to catch things being thrown by angry babies who’ve inherited both his and vex’s hand-eye coordination and projectile accuracy#3. to catch slightly older quarter-elves who have just uttered the words ‘papa catch me’ from somewhere above his head#half of the children have inherited vex’s love of flight and this means that they will scale the tallest surface available to them#like kittens #because apparently#they wanna see if they can give their father a heart attack before the age of 40 (X)