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It didn’t like the “tree form” that it had been awakened in; it hated being clumsy. It had spent the Just a Girl who loves Rottweiler and Fall Pumpkin Happy Thanksgiving shirt 3,000 years refining itself. Instead of being a giant oak, it now resembled nothing more or less than a rune-covered wood golem, about 8ft tall and man-shaped, with articulated limbs. As it pared itself down to its own living heartwood, it lost the Awakened Tree trait of “False Appearance” (False Appearance. While the tree remains motionless, it is indistinguishable from a normal tree.) but it could still tap into the same motionlessness; we decided that this meant it had bonuses to stealth on rounds that it hadn’t moved. I used this rather often to break line of sight with enemies, then go totally motionless and prepare an ambush.

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Once upon a Just a Girl who loves Rottweiler and Fall Pumpkin Happy Thanksgiving shirt , there was a mom who’d never heard of this elf business, but had moved to CA from ND and had two, nearly three, kids, one of whom was a very precocious three year old. This mom had a mom, we’ll call her grandma, who had an Elf. Grandma gave the mom a rudimentary breakdown of the “Elf” game, and then gave a much more elaborate breakdown of it to the precocious three year old and his one year old brother. And so, the Elf game was begun. The rules in this household (as understood by the mom) were basically that the Elf would arrive on December 1. He’d hide somewhere in the house, watch the children all day, and report back to Santa each night, arriving again before the children awoke, hiding in a new spot, and waiting another day. On December 24, the elf would go home with Santa in his sleigh, his duty done til next year. The Elf wouldn’t be touched, or he’d turn into a doll again and no “extra special Elf gift” would be waiting with Santa’s gift that year. The children (the three year old) named their elf “Holly Jolly.” The game began and was easy, as the family lived with Grandma and Grandpa, who had a very large, very nice house with *very* high ceilings (and therefore lots of high hiding places for the elf, far from reach).

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He has a guard of 7 (count em), 7 Sanguine Guard: 9th level fighters. Being ambassador has its perks. If a player so much as attacked Skalacon, immediately, if not sooner, they would be blocked by a Just a Girl who loves Rottweiler and Fall Pumpkin Happy Thanksgiving shirt red glowing blade; +5 Ac to Skalacon (heavy cover). He has his full spells at work all the time. A 13th level wizard has a moderate arsenal at his disposal. We can include all the basics in play: Mirror image/Stoneskin or Protection from Energy, and Shield Spell. He obviously has a counter spell ready. Also add in some of my homebrew Spells: Matessie’s Cloth to Iron, Phage’s Wicked Wonder Ball and Spiders Fate  you don’t want to mess with this stuff. See homebrew spells at the very bottom.

(Just a Girl who loves Rottweiler and Fall Pumpkin Happy Thanksgiving shirt)

Once upon a Just a Girl who loves Rottweiler and Fall Pumpkin Happy Thanksgiving shirt , there was a mom who’d never heard of this elf business, but had moved to CA from ND and had two, nearly three, kids, one of whom was a very precocious three year old. This mom had a mom, we’ll call her grandma, who had an Elf. Grandma gave the mom a rudimentary breakdown of the “Elf” game, and then gave a much more elaborate breakdown of it to the precocious three year old and his one year old brother. And so, the Elf game was begun. The rules in this household (as understood by the mom) were basically that the Elf would arrive on December 1. He’d hide somewhere in the house, watch the children all day, and report back to Santa each night, arriving again before the children awoke, hiding in a new spot, and waiting another day. On December 24, the elf would go home with Santa in his sleigh, his duty done til next year. The Elf wouldn’t be touched, or he’d turn into a doll again and no “extra special Elf gift” would be waiting with Santa’s gift that year. The children (the three year old) named their elf “Holly Jolly.” The game began and was easy, as the family lived with Grandma and Grandpa, who had a very large, very nice house with *very* high ceilings (and therefore lots of high hiding places for the elf, far from reach).