Norton places his familiar back into his pouch, having been petting it while thinking to himself, allowing the others to do their thing without crowding. Now that people are seemingly leaving, he prepares himself to go with them.
Norton places his familiar back into his pouch, having been petting it while thinking to himself, allowing the others to do their thing without crowding. Now that people are seemingly leaving, he prepares himself to go with them.
Kitten: *bats around a mini a few times*
DM: "Ok, it looks like Fluffy...err, 'The Tarrasque'...Full Attacks the Cleric"
Cleric: "Full attack my a**, that was just two claw attacks!"
Kitten: *starts gnawing on the mini*
Cleric: "...nevermind."