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|noun=leathers |
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|look=Worked into the leather, the crest of the Bards' Guild appears on the chest piece of the armor. |
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|MTag=leather |
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|CTag=blue |
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|type=verby, bard style |
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|sourcetype=- |
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|fname=No |
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==Non Bard== |
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Studying the leathers, you believe a Bard may be able to make better use of them. |
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==Bard Only Verbs== |
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Studying your leathers, you believe you could TAP, SLAP, KICK, PUNCH, PUSH, PULL, RUB, CLEAN, TOUCH, SHAKE. |
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;Tap |
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:You tap your leathers, your fingers beating out a rapid, absentminded drumroll. |
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:Bard taps her leathers, her fingers beating out a rapid, absentminded drumroll. |
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;Slap |
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:You clap your hand against the knee of your leathers, pounding out a rhythm like galloping horses. |
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:Bard claps her hand against the knee of her leathers, pounding out a rhythm like galloping horses. |
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;Kick |
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:Adjusting your leathers, you jump in the air, kicking your heels together. |
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:Adjusting her leathers, Bard jumps in the air, kicking her heels together. |
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;Punch |
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:You curl your hand into a fist then pound on your chest creating a low, steady heartbeat. |
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:Bard pounds her leathers with her fist, creating a low, steady heartbeat. |
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;Push |
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:You rest your hand casually on the hip of your leathers, unconsciously assuming a pose that strikes the perfect balance between arrogance and swashbuckling panache. |
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:Bard rests her hand casually on the hip of her leathers, unconsciously assuming a pose that strikes the perfect balance between arrogance and swashbuckling panache. |
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;Pull |
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:You pull on your leathers, showing that there is nothing up your sleeve. |
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:Bard pulls on her leathers showing that there is nothing up her sleeve. |
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;Rub |
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:You slide your hands slowly over the joinings of your coarse leathers, making subtle adjustments to the fit that do more to improve the appearance rather than the protective qualities of the armor. |
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:Bard slides her hands slowly over the joinings of her coarse leathers, making subtle adjustments to the fit that do more to improve the appearance rather than the protective qualities of the armo |
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;Clean |
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:You aimlessly whistle a complicated arpeggio while buffing a nearly invisible scuff from your coarse leathers. |
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:Bard aimlessly whistles a complicated arpeggio while buffing a nearly invisible scuff from her coarse leathers. |
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;Touch |
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:As you run a finger over your coarse leathers, you start tapping it in a steady rhythm. You begin to move your feet to the rhythm as you make it more complex. Just as suddenly as you started, you stop, taking a gracious bow. |
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:Bard runs a finger over her coarse leathers, then starts tapping it with a steady rhythm. |
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:She begins to move her feet in time with the rhythm as it becomes more complex. Just as suddenly as she started, she stops, making a dramatic bow. |
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;Shake |
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:You attempt to strike a grand pose when your coarse leathers pinches your side. Muttering a few choice phrases under your breath, you shift your leathers slightly then test the new fit before flourishing your hands and achieving the intended dramatic pose. |
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:Bard attempts to strike a grand pose and winces slightly. Muttering a few choice phrases under her breath, she shifts her coarse leathers slightly and takes a moment to test the new fit before once again flourishing her hands and achieving the intended dramatic pose. |
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