“You encounter a grandma. Roll for gelt.”

Tonight we dice in hell.

And – inexplicably – it has darkvision.

barbarians

blahbarians

“Crap. Did anybody slot Magic Missile? Anybody? Oh come on!”

“It’s okay, I brought a Bag of Holding full of air with me. Now I’ll just put it on my head, and…”

Well, my parents were worshipers of Ishtar, so I was kind of born into it…

You want a tail, play a Kobold!

I guess this means I’ll need yet another, different colored wastebin just for coffee now. I mean I’ll do it if it helps, but I can only fit so many receptacles in my kitchen. Meh, I’ll just put the rest in the twins’ room.