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+1 to fitumo's catalopes. Wisp count: 2
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+1 To Fortuna This is my fifth wisping. + - - available this era. Josef bugman fucked around with this message at 12:45 on May 24, 2016 |
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May 21, 2016 05:26
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+1 to Fortuna Wisp Count: 1 (5?) e- Remaining for Age: +,-,- Aabcehmu fucked around with this message at 09:58 on May 24, 2016 |
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May 21, 2016 05:38
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+1 Holly, Wisp 9
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May 21, 2016 06:37
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+1 Fortuna
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May 21, 2016 07:19
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 ALRIGHT! Finally put images in! Go back here and reread it with pictures - and to see the new Remnants and who has them!Thanks for your patience, and I'm already looking forward to seeing what effects these newest Actions will have!
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May 21, 2016 07:43
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+1 Fortuna Now that's what I want to see Wispy Count: 9 Like 1/2 Spite 2/2
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May 21, 2016 08:01
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+1 Fortuna
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May 21, 2016 08:03
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-1 Mason No hard feelings; Something's school of Dipsomancy sounds amazing. But I gotta save my posi-wisps for later and you seem to have the largest buffer. I'm a scheming little wisp! Total wispings: 5
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May 21, 2016 08:21
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+1 to Fortuna Wisp count: 6
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May 21, 2016 08:26
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+1 to Fortuna! Wispings: 1
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May 21, 2016 09:35
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-1 Fortuna Wisps: 1
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May 21, 2016 10:05
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-1 Fortuna Wisp Count: 7
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May 21, 2016 10:25
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+1 Fortuna WC:5
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May 21, 2016 13:43
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-1 to Fortuna Fortugnats are not allowed to be happy. WC: 8.
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May 21, 2016 14:56
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+1 to Tezcota I'm interested to see how this turns out. Plus, you scratched my back so I scratch yours. WC: 5 LuiCypher fucked around with this message at 21:50 on May 21, 2016 |
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May 21, 2016 15:46
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Alright, good crop of Wisp votes this time, too! Not closing anything just yet, but make sure you've read the most recent update complete with pictures to make absolutely sure you're doing what you want to do!
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May 21, 2016 17:36
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Fortuna +1
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May 21, 2016 18:18
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+1 Fortuna, lucky 7th Wisping. +-- remain this era.
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May 21, 2016 18:50
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-1 Glum, 1st Wisping The Aqueau need heroes, not couch potatoes. ++- remaining
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May 21, 2016 20:51
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Kyyp posted:So instead, Fitumo sent them kittens. +1 to Fitumo's Kittenstags And lo, didst he reach out from the Ocean to enwispen the proceedings for a 5th time.
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May 21, 2016 23:52
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Hexenritter posted:And lo, didst he reach out from the Ocean to enwispen the proceedings for a 5th time. 6 times  .Absurd Revolver posted:+1 to glom Absurd Revolver posted:-1 Fitumo It's still only one vote per round as a wisp.
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May 22, 2016 00:16
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A Darker Porpoise posted:6 times 
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May 22, 2016 04:39
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+1 to Fitumo holy poo poo jackakittens yes good
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May 22, 2016 07:08
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+1 Fortuna. Dice dudes need something to go right for them. 1st Wisping.
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May 22, 2016 15:56
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A Darker Porpoise posted:6 times Didn't he change it so that we get one + and one -?
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May 22, 2016 15:56
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Absurd Revolver posted:Didn't he change it so that we get one + and one -? You still only get one wisp action per update; what's changed is that you get a maximum of two positive and two negative votes for the entire age (1 age = 4 updates).
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May 22, 2016 16:06
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Absurd Revolver posted:Didn't he change it so that we get one + and one -? we get 2 of each, over the course of an age. but still only one + or - per round.
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May 22, 2016 16:09
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Zybourne Clock posted:You still only get one wisp action per update; what's changed is that you get a maximum of two positive and two negative votes for the entire age (1 age = 4 updates). Ah, alright, disregard my second vote then.
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May 22, 2016 16:16
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Barbed Tongues posted:Action: Have the Verre use Watcher-From-Without on the Pyrexalted, and for better or worse, learn their origins and natures. -1 to Tezcota Some secrets should stay secrets. Wisp count: 2 ++- remaining this age
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May 24, 2016 04:50
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Still alive, but have to push it to tomorrow. Sorry, folks! Long weekend then starting work up again disheveled me a bit!
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May 24, 2016 22:44
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May 24, 2016 23:51
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Huge, loud welcome party for the gods in Chromeport    , and then all 5 of the new gods are like:  "Umm... I'll just arrive... somewhere else..." 
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May 25, 2016 14:08
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ShadowGlass posted:all 5 of the new gods Pantheon of Party Poopers, we are. Poor buddies.
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May 25, 2016 14:20
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Hey, there are Fortugnat in Chromeport, so theoretically Fortuna could have been there too...but she is sort of blindfolded. Maybe she just didn't notice the party. 
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May 25, 2016 16:49
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 "Maybe the God don't like party" "How should we welcome them next time?" "With sofas!"
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May 25, 2016 17:52
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Barbed Tongues posted:Pantheon of Party Poopers, we are. Poor buddies. A party without booze is no party at all. 
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   The Silvurtle watched the Gods appear before them, lighting the sky with their divine luminescence… then vanish, spreading their powers across the world and leaving them alone. The party continued, for the Gods had returned - but a gentle sense of hurt put a damper on the festivities. Never before had the Gods ignored them to spread blessings elsewhere, but they supposed that it wasn’t anything personal. The divine were well known to be fickle, after all! -O- Afterwards, life continued as ever. While the Gods spread their magic to other People, Chromport’s great Market churned like the sea. And from the foam rose a new Hero - Lustre, formally a merchant’s daughter, recently a student of History and Hydromancy, and currently an adventurer-for-hire!  She had recently completed several Quests and even gone Down Below to hunt some stray Anomalice (for even their Sour Milk and Bad Luck could be used in Milchemy, if you knew how to mix them!) She had never seen one of the Gods until recently, but she knew all about them - and she knew that making herself stand out was the best way to get noticed! She redoubled her efforts, taking on more difficult Quests. One such Quest brought her in contact with Shi of the Verre, who needed a particularly rare ingredient for her own Quest to lift the Water Curse.  Lustre looked upon Shi as a personal hero - she had raised herself from the muck to become a well respected figure, confidant to Droplette herself(!) after all. Lustre assured her she wouldn’t let her down. She also had no idea how she’d get ‘Purest Spelled Milk from ParaDice itself’! (The Chromeport Market generated a Hero - Lustre! She is a Master Historian and Hydromancer, though she has limited faculty in the Silver Song. She currently has a Quest to get Spelled Milk from ParaDice, which is especially difficult because ParaDice is closed to outsiders. She could use some help! Their Population is 18. Population is an abstract representation of their abundance, relative to other races. Their Capital is Chromeport. Their Places of Power are the Crystal Spires and the Discography.)  The God’s pronouncement shakes the tight-knit community to its core. With trembling hands, they lifted the Remnant of their long-forgotten Goddess and peered through it at those bound by the God. All at once, the secrets were revealed. Everything.  Their creation and the terrible cost of it, their capabilities, their desires, their secret plans for the Verre. The Miracle saw it all, stripping away all their secrets. The Remnant fell from numb fingers to the floor, fragmenting into crimson ash. A great silence gripped those assembled outside Chromeport, a sad and melancholy pause for rememberence of those lost. And then… one by one, they stepped forwards and touched their frozen friends, gently wresting them from the God’s grip. He had given them a choice, and they had taken it. Time would tell how they would feel upon digesting this news, but for now, they would accept these changed People who lived among them. They had learned long ago to think and be cautious before casting judgement, and they took that lesson to heart today. As for Quintzite… he had flouted that lesson. He had acted rashly and dangerously, and his actions had caused much pain and sadness. On the other hand, he had been acting on the word of a God, had been acting to save them all from Fragility. He stood before them, revealed by the light of the Watcher-From-Within, hands outstretched in pleading.  Tails lashing, they stared him down. There may come a time when they would forgive him, but it was not today. He nodded sadly, then turned away, vanishing. Until they called him back, he would protect them from the shadows. Until he had repaid his debt. -O- A young Verre spoke in a mere whisper, certain that Tezcota would hear her. She spoke insistently and curiously, and he felt compelled to listen: ”God, I must know something. We know that your kind are the stars in the sky, and that in truth you are Wisps, and that when you are down here witth us you have great power. What I have to know is this: What are we to you? Playthings? Children? Or less even than that? I have heard of poor Shi and how her ancestors suffered under the Gods, and I wonder and fret.” (The Verre near Chromeport accept the Pyrexalted into their ranks. They are Unbreakable and Masters of Stealth. However, Quintzite remains a Pariah - barring extreme circumstances, the Verre (including the Pyrexalted) will not listen to his words and do not wish to see him. Watcher-From-Within vanishes forever. Their Verre Population remains 13 - 7 near Chromeport, 5 nomads, and 1 Pyrexalted. Population is an abstract representation of their abundance, relative to other races.) -O- The Verre nomads were wandering one day when they heard a rustling in the Glassgrass. Immediately, they all dropped their equipment and hid, becoming nearly invisible. If a beast were to come for them, if would have to find them first. The sound got louder and louder until finally the animal broke into the path.  They were… adorable! The Verre immediately broke from cover and ran towards them - and they fled. Over the course of days, they found them once again, luring them forth with food. Even skittish, they seemed friendly enough - too friendly. A brief Cut revealed that they were indeed sent by a Goddess, though one who had not revealed herself as of yet. As was the custom, they left her some Milk where they found the animals, and together they all began to travel. Already, the bond had begun. -O- As they walked, they called out to the Goddess-Who-Remained-Hidden. ”Goddess, we wish to thank you for these companions. We shall call them Kittines! We have always given thanks to the Gods, and we wish to do so for you also - How should we worship you, oh Hidden One?” (The Verre nomads gain companion creatures, the Kittines - they will bond and grow with the Verre, and their eventual final form will vary based on experiences they share. Currently, they are Cute and Skittish. The Verre Population remains 13 - 7 near Chromeport, 5 nomads, and 1 Pyrexalted. Population is an abstract representation of their abundance, relative to other races.)  The Fortugnat did not trust the Gods. How could they, at this point? When Fortuna revealed herself to them, they merely watched her hopelessly. She felt a twisting pain in her breast… but then the power of the Wisps flowed through her and she redoubled her efforts. She did not ask them to ‘Come and see’, she commanded them! Her radiant divinity shone out of her bound eyes and her fingertips and they followed her. They followed her up out of Down Below and out of Chromeport and they followed her to the very edge of the land - and then they followed her down the bridge she raised out of nothingness, pieces falling together as though by chance. The Fortugnat of Below and of Chromeport regarded eachother uncertainly, but the Goddess’ vision was enticing, to say the least. A home of their own? Protected against the Anomalice and the Laitache, against the stares of those in Chromeport? Could this really be true? They watched her as she raised the first houses out of the dicestone, taught them how to make their own, and their hearts filled with hope. Maybe this time it would be different! Maybe this time the Gods were on their side!  -O- Roulette and Keno were cautiously optimistic, but refused to let go of their Artifact. They had gained it by killing a God, and if this one proved false maybe they could use it to kill her too! Until then, they would trust her at least partially. One thing nettled, however: ”Goddess, we must ask. Our home for so long was Down Below, and being this exposed is frightening. What of the dark places? Should we dig further down in our Great Cave, and entrench ourselves? Or may we trust you to protect us? (The Fortugnat gain the Great Cave. They have mostly been reunited there, and they have learned how to Build. In time, they will cover the inner surface in Mangamancy, gaining some special effects. Their Population is 5 - 4 in the Great Cave, 1 slaves to the Laitache)  The Aqueau of the Lakes were extremely surprised to see the Godly Couch and Box appear. The massive form of the God sat staring at the glowing Box, seemingly entranced by its light. Terribly curious, the bravest Aqueau climbed up beside him and sat beside him. The Box had a world within it! They swam around it, confirming that it was not merely a window - it was most assuredly looking at some other land! They watched in a trance until the God spoke, terrifying them. They scattered until the God reached down with a smile, handing one of them a massive, flat… object. He hefted it awkwardly, looking up at Gulm with confusion. Gulm laughed, then mimed eating it. The Aqueau took a bite.  Food of the Gods! So far beyond any mortal fare, he simply could not help himself - he ate it whole. The entire, massive thing! Gulm gestured at him, holding out his Godly hand, thumb extended upwards. The (now-fat) Aqueau repeated the gesture back at him, then turned back to watch the Box. The group of scouts sat there watching the Box until another group of scouts was sent to find them. -O- In a ‘Break’ between ‘Shows’, the Aqueau-Who-Ate-The-Chip looked up at Gulm, his eyes full of admiration. He cleared his throat, and spoke: ”Great God, thank you for the Box! I must ask you something, sir God. Who are you?” (The Aqueau of the Lakes have gained the Box and the Couch. Or, rather, they were built in their territory so they claim them by default. One of them has eaten a Chip and really, really enjoyed it. He is utterly devoted to Gulm. Their Population is 16. Population is an abstract representation of their abundance, relative to other races. Their Capital is Chromeport.)  As the God spoke, Legendairy recoiled in something approaching disgust. Were all gods this foolish and self-aggrandizing?  First Czar and now this… Mason. He spoke like the more foolish of the Heavy Caste (and, look there, they were hanging upon his every word) and the content of his words was even more foolish. What was ‘Hooch’? Or ‘Booze’? And why, in Czar’s name, were his People so taken with this God of Fools!? -O- The Laitache thought that Mason was simply the best. Whatever history remained of Czar painted him as an ascendant God of glory and honor who had dragged the Laitache into the light and into the glorious sky. Mason, on the other hand, went among them, laughing and telling them jokes with references that completely and utterly mystified them. The Heavy Caste, both Winged and Earthbound, especially liked him. Even the bitterly enslaved Fortugnat cracked a smile when he passed them by - if nothing else, he distracted their captors. Work began immediately on a Mageec Schul - and on developing this ‘Booch’ or ‘Hooze’ stuff that Mason clamored for continually. After many weeks of work and experimentation, Moocoup managed to produce something meeting his divine palate. After some sampling of their own, the Laitache confirmed for themselves that Hoozebooch was indeed ‘wonderfill’!  In many ways, Hoozebooch was the first lesson of Mageec Schul - Moocoup had a very wide variety of uses, and the Laitache had chiefly been using it for warfare and construction. Food with a wide variety of properties clearly feel within the purview of Moocoup - so what else could they make? With a healthy helping of Hoozebooch in hand, they set out to find out! -O- One of the Laitache, a Heavy Caste deep in several rounds of the Drink, fell onto his back and spoke to the sky, sure that Mason would hear him. ”Mason, hello. I look down at the land below sometimes, and I wonder about it. I, um, I think… well, here I go: How should we treat the land? I know we’re floating up here, but… maybe we won’t be forever? I dunno.” (The Laitache have gained a Mageec Schul, an institute dedicated to the improvement of Moocoup and students of Milk Magic. The Schul’s first creation is Hoozebooch, effectively a weak alcoholic drink. With further study, they can improve its properties and discover further effects. Many Laitache are very fond of Hoozebooch, but especially Heavy Caste - Light Caste enjoy it, but get sick after drinking too much. Their Population is 14 - 5 Heavy (2 Winged, 3 Earthbound), 9 Light (5 Winged, 4 Earthbound). Population is an abstract representation of their abundance, relative to other races. Their Capital is Czarmark-ParaDice.) 
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 She struggled, but the wisps gathered around, lending their strength to hers. Fortuna thanked them silently, knowing they were fickle creatures, and walked among her new people, the Fortugnat. Their two heroes, Roulette and Keno, had come over the great bridge as well, but they held onto their godly artifact jealously. One day Roulette approached Fortuna, her heart distrusting the new goddess - and who could blame her? ”Goddess, we must ask. Our home for so long was Down Below, and being this exposed is frightening. What of the dark places? Should we dig further down in our Great Cave, and entrench ourselves? Or may we trust you to protect us? Fortuna thought about this for a time. She produced playing cards made of shinestock, thin and flexible, and began to shuffle them as she pondered Roulette's question. Just when the Fortugnat hero was sure Fortuna had forgotten the question, she answered. "I will protect you as best I can. But I am not all powerful, nor am I forever. You should dig, and entrench into the dark places you find comforting, but do not give up on the Surface dear Roulette. There are great things here in Somewhere, if one has the courage to look." As the Fortugnat took her advice, building in and fortifying their Cave, Fortuna spent her time showing them little games of chance to lighten the mood, creating six-sided dice from the plentiful dicestone, and showing other games one could play with the cards, like Poker and Blackjack. Gambling was fun, and she felt the potential within the Fortugnat for a new sort of magic, one unlocked by rolling the dice. Some of the Fortugnat were beginning to be able to read the Dice when they rolled them, predicting whether they would have good luck or bad. They quickly learned to avoid the actions that would end badly, if the Dice showed a low number. After a time Fortuna came to Keno and Roulette as they were digging inside the Great Cave. "I know you have a powerful artifact, a remnant of a different god, the god of the Laitache." Several Fortugnat hissed at the sound of their great enemies, the enslavers who killed whoever they did not steal away. "I know it will help you do one great act," Fortuna continued, the darkness of the deep cave not bothering her. The two Heroes were listening, which was all she could ask at this point. Their trust of her was new, and could easily be broken. "Take the artifact, this great golden hand of the Czar," she could not shout his name, not in the depths of this dark cathedral, not when he had been responsible for so much hurt, "travel to the floating island of the Laitache. Use it to give the island even more height, send it higher into the skies." The two heroes looked at each other, and then at the blindfolded goddess. What would this accomplish? Perhaps the gods really were all insane. Fortuna continued, "Send them to the heights they desire. They are full of pride, but pride always goes before a fall....and there is a great Fall coming for them because they followed the god of Hubris. Please, trust me on this." She reached out to Roulette and Keno, touching their foreheads to imbue them with her power to help them accomplish this great deed. Send Keno and Roulette on a godly quest: 1d20 15
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