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Leif Mustard stands guard, fearing this bloodstone an ill omen.

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Leif Mustard finds some shade in which he can examine his discovery more closely.

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Folks!

I recently got to chat with @Portablecity about her methods and tools for making all that glorious merch & we recorded it for you!

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Leif Mustard takes shelter from the approaching heat.

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This is happening in less than a half hour at m.twitch.tv/actualplay

Leif Mustard lurks in the shadows this morning, hoping to scry some rogues.

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@Epidiah I'm reminded of that old gnomish proverb.

"Gnome puns are the best." -Gnome Ann

(It probably sounds better in gnomish.)

Leif Mustard uses his gnomish ability to perfectly estimate the length of his own beard & the the inherent properties of similar triangles to measure the height of the forest canopy. It's a process called trigognometry & he will not apologize for the pun.

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Have I told you all about the speed runs of ⚔️ going on over on the ActualPlay Twitch channel? We're challenging ourselves to complete games of Swords—from 1st Overtone to last reincorporation—as swiftly as possible & still have a coherent story to show for it.

We've got a few under our belts clocking in at just over 50 minutes, & another one coming up this Sunday.

Join us! Play along as one of the seers witnessing our adventures from afar. Details: worldswithoutmaster.com/blog/2

What in the name of the fabled lost gods of his foremothers did Leif Mustard drink last night?

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First light catches an unwary Leif Mustard by surprise on this cool morning & for the briefest of moments, he's ready to do battle with the very sun.

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The art of stealth is one typically lost on Leif Mustard, except in cases of desperation. But the only way to improve is through practice.

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Leif Mustard lifts his shield in preparation for the morning rain.

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Leif Mustard spent his morning scrying on some rogues caught in the thrall of the Festival of the Moth.

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Leif Mustard welcomes a surprise—but not altogether unexpected—guest.

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Leif Mustard knows not what the day will bring. He prefers it that way.

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Seeking ice for his morning coffee, Leif Mustard finds only fire and humidity.

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