"A Storm Part 45"

"Inien, Harlock, and Lyra face off against a beastie! Meanwhile Gregor and Astra--OH NO!!! OH NO NO NO NO OH NOOOO NO!!!" - A Storm Part 45 .
== Plot Synopsis ==
== Trivia ==
== Quotes ==
* Harlock: I'm sure we have some sort of cursed mark.
* Inien: I mean, we were born in Freearch. Birthmarks are cursed marks like, any mark is a cursed mark.
* Harlock: Freckles are cursed marks.
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* GM: Lyra, on the other hand does significantly worse. It gnashes and grabs his torso, digging in with its teeth. However, Lyra's sort of squiggly and bony isn't exactly what it expects. It's used to devouring humans, after all. The Alm quickly slides out from its grasp, only taking sort of glancing damage.
* Lyra: My life flashed before my eyes there. That was scary! Okay!
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* Inien: Normally, her eyes are full of glitter and sass. Now they're just fucking empty. Wow. Harlock's really strong...
* Harlock: See, I'm telling you. We would have crushed an old Crowhenge.
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* Inien: What's up Harlock, you find something interesting?
* Harlock: Yeah, that whole wing of my house that disappeared.
* Inien: What in the actual fuck? Okay, let's walk and talk.
* Harlock: Yeah, we should leave. But they made it portable, it's really convenient.
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* GM: Meanwhile, atop the caste, on a distant buttress, a metallic form hunkers down and with one brutal motion, leaps into the cool air.
* Gregor: ...What?
* GM: Yeah! You got a 20! So next session we're starting off a fucking encounter---
* Harlock: I guess the iron golem?
* GM: We get an encounter against the ruler of the Castle!
* Harlock: What!?
* Gregor: Shit!
Category: A Storm episodes