#convergence table

Whiplash

Rancidness at Obrimus

Companionship Penmanship

Woo!

A Dream Realized

The Doorstep of Obrimus Manor

D&D: Packed Sardines Edition

The Lists

Do It For Story Reasons

Recording In Progress

Very sad, but really good.

For Starters…

Circle of the Hunt AND KILL

Obrimus Obrimost Obrimess

Sir, may I please not fuck your daughters

Welcome To Our Fair City

I am a grown-ass woman

The Brittleness of Inevitability

The Weather's Turning

The Impossible Choice

Fling with Reckless Abandon

Possession, but in a Sexy, Fun Way

A DRAGON?!

Always Never Split the Party

The Eiffel Tower Proposal

Falsehood Truth Through Fiction

The Woods are Deep, We Had to Cut a Path

A King's Seed

Tag Teams

(robbie/kattigan) after a long enough time, it doesn't matter what's getting piled on top, if it's, you know, stones or pebbles or a feather, it all starts to add up.

(brennan) how many years do you search for the sorcerer? (kattigan) i didn't mean to give up. it just happened. six years. six years at every abbey, every college, every school of magic, everyone i talked to, and no one knew the man. i'm so sorry i gave up. the trail ran cold. (brennan) of course it went cold, kattigan. a sorcerer of aramán murdering some drunken crofter's wife and daughter. and of course, there were no bodies and there was no blood and—perhaps she—perhaps she just thought better of her lot in life—. (kattigan) no. (brennan) —than to spend it with you. (kattigan) no, she was happy. fuck you. we were happy. (brennan) well, maybe. maybe it was all just a dream. after all, a tracker like you should've been able to pick up some kind of trail.

(cruelty) we are good at our job.

(matt) i hate this and this is weird. (marisha) that's what your wife says in bed, oh! (matt) you are my wife. why are you doing this? (marisha) that's also what your wife says in bed. (matt) that actually didn't make sense. can we just please get this over with, sam? if that's okay? (marisha & sam) that's also what your wife said in bed!

(julien) definitely decorated like a summer home.

(cyd) do you hear him? you hear him say his "huge mane?" (thimble) i did. i heard it. (cyd) it's fine. (thimble) and it's bigger than yours, so. (cyd) i—what? not by volume. mine goes down my back, like halfway down.

(thimble) can i just say that even though you're dead, you can still get flustered, and i find that really comforting.

(occtis) i'm going to say also: you two, you as well, probably have way more experience infiltrating a place than i do so if you have any suggestions, i'm listening. (thimble) walk quietly. (occtis) yes. (thimble) don't fall down. (occtis) great, two things. got it.

(thimble) don't be suspicious.

(julien) younger catboy, when you were watching the place, did you see any deliveries being made? and what did they look like if they were?

(matt/julien) i'm spitting on the corpse. (laura/thimble) you're good at that.

(tyranny) adora, i adore ya.

(wick) hoo-da-ha. (adora) "hoo-da-ha," indeed. my lord, your radiance is exceptional.

(adora) i'll take that, thank you, aspirant tyranny, that will be all. (wick) what? (adora) thank you. goodbye. (tyranny and wick) uh...

(adora) my lord, i wish to speak with you in private, if it's all right. (wick) again? oh, but i hoo-da-ha'd.

(wick) please calm yourself. i must pray on this, will you pray with me? (adora) yes, in whatever way you'd like. (wick) let us get both on our knees.

(tyranny) well, we know who's not grandma's favorite.

(lash) the dragon will come when he hears this.

(lash as vokjan murzat) they say we were created. nay. for indeed, what of aramán's is not hers and hers alone? a tyrant creates nothing. but in their ruin, may they shape the fate of us all.

(murray) correct. pee-yew, indeed.

(brennan) but as often happens, when a story is told truthfully enough, even if it is for one's closest heart speaking here, truth will grow like the green things of the earth. and even though this story is not of vaelus. even though this story was not made for vaelus. how can the truth do anything but free your heart?

(lash as vokjan) i, vokjan murzat—. (vokjan) no, i'm vokjan murzat.

(vokjan) are you free? are all these people free? (hal) it is never a given. but now, we always have a chance.

(olgud) we're gonna make a fortune.

(travis) it's a joke. (alex) i don't know if he knows what jokes are. (brennan) i don't know anything about jokes.

(brennan) let me just see if that is allowed. because this is such a scary dungeon, i'm gonna be mean.

(brennan) it's a gift as a dm to watch pc's—and i mean this in the best way because you guys are using all your clues, you're brilliant—but people being like, "shit's about to go down at this theater. anyway, you guys go ahead and rob the tachonis." and i went, "i don't know that risk has been assessed as i would have assessed it." (travis) i got problems with the big brains off camera! somebody fucked up over there! our fucking think tank destroyed us!

(matt) let them break up upon your shores, travis. (travis) jesus. my shores? no, i like my shores!

(travis) could cyd take some desperate measures? get the fuck out of there? (brennan) cyd is not a player character. (travis) god! he's my brother! (brennan) he's not a protagonist character. (travis) he's been a statue, brennan! (brennan) this motherfucker never got a flashback.

(cruelty) this is probably the 20th time i've had to say this: keep your hands off sacks that aren't yours.

(otto einfasen) and i remind you, we are not in a court of law. i do not need to convince a judge or jury. your biggest problem, lord primus, is that i am convinced!

(brennan) anyone who wants to, give me insight. (taliesin) practically constantly.

(whitney/tyranny) he said, just cause you're goth doesn't mean you're tough.