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| This is our gaming group, sans Jarrod, preparing to play. | Michael taking a picture of me taking a picture of him with his new camera phone. Ah, the wonders of technology. |
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Brett (left) and Matt (right)
| Michael (left) and Luke (right) |
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A minotaur prepares to slaughter some kobolds and goblins...
| Why are you so happy? |

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| "Bring it on!!" | No idea. |

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| The current party (starting in the bottom left, going counter-clockwise): Zhao Fei, Zhao Xi, Davin, Cedras, Ky'rinn, and Lorm. | Jarrod just found out that on his critical fumble, he has to roll to hit Lorm, who's been protecting his ass this whole campaign... |
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| And sure enough, rolls a natural 20, and confirms the crit. That's, um... (d8 + 3) x3 damage. To his good friend, the melee tank, who's locked in mortal combat with a sadistic, claw weilding orc. Good job, Jarrod!! | Matt finds out how much damage he's just taken. From an ally. |
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| While Cedras is confronting Davin about killing Annoth, an orc war cry is heard from one direction. | Jarrod gives the two women his two potions of Invisibility and tells them to run and hide, while he arms the two elves among the rescued prisoners. |
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| They start to realize that the whole thing is an illusion, done by Brett. |
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