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[zenpc]

[Villiers is unhappy. Account is "lemaquisard."]

ALL OF MY FUCKING GUNS HAVE BECOME POTTED PLANTS.

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[zenpc]

Maybe I will steal an alchemical pistol. It will still do the job, yes?

Oh, yes, I made sure the grenades work. A rogue was laughing at me, but then he found that a grenade is not so funny.

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[coolmonsoon]

Just keep an eye on them. [ grenade to the face, that's brutal, even for rogues ]

Get whatever pistols they have in their hands into yours. Barring that, make them just as useless. Even the field as much as you can.

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[zenpc]

Actually, General, all of the modern guns are. Theirs too.

In fact...

[A picture of a tank, with an oak growing out of it, is attached.]

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[coolmonsoon]

[ holy shit

holy shit

sorry about your tanks, lera

... holy fucking shit

he shows it to cuthbert, who looks a little pale at the showing ]

... Pelusa must be pretty pissed. That's two gods involved.

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[zenpc]

This world is confusing for a good Lutheran.

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[coolmonsoon]

Fuck, this world is confusing for a lazy Anglican.

Vas-y, Villiers!

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[zenpc]

À vos ordres!