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“What the- huh-”
Brainfreeze, roll 1d20 every time someone rolls a die, if you roll a 20 you can move again
billy is speaking through a mouthful of roots
“Listen man, whatever’s going on here is probably involving Horace. Lets go check on him”
“Are you sure that’s a good… idea… Remember what Arcadio said about what happens if you use your Weaving too much?”
-Byran is getting a little bit miffed. He opts to try the slightly less kinder option.
Horace, if you don’t open that door soon, I’ll have no choice but to open it myself. I have a screwdriver with me and I know how to unscrew a door.
“Yeah sure speaking of arcadio I evaporated him I think with me Zoe and by- I cut myself off”
“Whatever I’m checking on him anyway”
Considering the portal fizzled out, I don’t think there’s a logical way to go about this.
Besides the giant hole in the wall letting in some light, the hallway is seriously dark and Horace’s room has been heavy reinforced in… whatever that stuff is…
“Black hole weavers do the thing”
the black hole awkwardly shrinks and pops.
did you forget the part where the strongest one is a tier 4 weaver with a lower CL than multiple players
yes
“Alright fuck that I guess”
I attempt to grab the wall and rip it out using steel and earthweaving in order to see inside
“Probably- but what can they do-? my portal- a tier 6 did nothing”
“We could try to shatter the ice directly instead of trying to go through it.”
“Well from the looks of it it would just regrow”
-Byran has made up his mind.
-Byran lays down the tray with the glass of water and a cookie on the floor.
Last chance to open that door, before I start to open it myself, Horace.
“Hey Byran you okay over there”