Wraith, 6/24

“I’d suggest we circle the wagons, but all we have is your chair…”

“I don’t typically open up a book to look at someone’s taint.”

“No, it doesn’t say that women don’t have penises in this game…”

“Is this about your penis and a 64 bit encryption code?”

“I’m one of my eight favorite people.”

“So we need armor-piercing salt.”

“I’m trying to figure out how he just tipped over a 1000 pound slug.”
“Leverage, sir.”

“I mean, the worst thing that can happen is that I save him from himself by sending him into a Harrowing.”

“This is extra bonus speed-read.”

“This is the first combat for which I’ve actually been present.”
“Mentally or physically?”
“Ah… yes.”

“Here I thought that rolling around in the darkness was helping, but you’re just making it worse…”

“I’m gonna stick my sword in the hole and spin it around.”
“Phrasing…”
“Very particular phrasing.”

“We’re going to Argos to the ‘circulation desk’. The circulation desk being ‘not here’.”

“The world would probably be better if we had never died, because all we’ve done is deliver the magical box to the wrong people…”

“If it comes to making things bleed in the Skinlands, I’m your guy.”

“Can you take us to the circulation desk?”
“And by circulation desk, you mean…?”
“The hospital.”

“Just making sure that everyone but Mary Ruth and I are on the same page…”

“Y’all need a terrible symbol to spin around every time you travel.”

“I was just trying to pacify Mary Ruth so she didn’t Dewey decimate us…”

“It’s been years since I cared about what the GM wants.”

“Don’t look at me! I have all the OTHER powers!”

“I need a crap-ton.”
“Metric or imperial.”