[Holy actual crap. Hitherto unspecified species of bipedel humany looking thing it is! She kind of wants to vomit. Without thinking, she draws her bow and strings an arrow so fast she hits herself in the face (Dex 17).]
Holy Voldemort.
[What the hell is wrong with this place.] Help how? [Can he even talk now? The vomiting course of action comes to mind again.]
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Holy Voldemort.
[What the hell is wrong with this place.] Help how? [Can he even talk now? The vomiting course of action comes to mind again.]