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Chapter 9 by TheProletariat TheProletariat

INT check DC 14

Treatises Fail (Day 2)

The words slam together creating glyphs of elvish mixed with gnoll vowels. All together maddening. Then her shoulders roll over and she naps.

“Did I really sleep till sunset?”

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