Re: Game 1: Thresh Digguns
Drawn back to sanity by the affection tongue of the dog, Thresh laughs, and pulls the dogs face away from his own, while scratching the pup gratefully behind the ears.
[Private to GM: Not sure what Lore is for, but I guess I will shift that pair one point in the direction of Lore. Would it help to ponder the visions using Lore, or is it for something else?]
"Hey there boy. Gonna name you after my old cell mate, Duke. Heck of a poker player that guy."
Rolling onto all fours, then staggering to his feet Thresh runs his hand thru his hair, and ponders his visions.
"Hot time in the old town tonight, eh Duke?"
And it was only going to get hotter...
[Private to GM: I'll grab the other clue if I can.]
Skirting uptown, and pausing only to stare into a shop window when a cop car drives by, Thresh heads for the Magic Shop. If the visions that had come along with that dizzy spell he had was any measure, he would need to stock up on supplies. The only question was what he would have to trade, the sword, or the pistol? Whichever, he would certainly not trade Duke, not even for a mint condition Honus Wagner baseball card.
"Probably could have picked a better window to gaze into, eh Duke? No telling what Ma would say, if she heard I was spotted staring into a ladies undies store!"
He laughs, and scratches his pups head...
This message was last edited by the player at 04:04, Thu 05 Nov 2009.