Creatures

May the beer be ever frothy

In haste I run for cover as gargantuan L-shaped blocks slowly descend from the sky

One hit death... My dispatcher points and laughs fiendishly, as I realize I’m a noob

My sword is grasped by a powergloved hand

Don’t buy the wizard hat. It’s only a vanity item with no actual stats

+2 charisma will not help me much on this raid. Keep your overpriced item and I’ll take my chances with full coffers

Quick! Call an Italian plumber! The dungeon toilet is overflowing and it’s nasty as f***

Game over, no more continues

Greedily lusting after the exact same staff I already have except its +1

Each night deft hypnos burdens me with visions of my one true love, the fair lady Mytyllda (but at least the visions are of her before she was tortured and flayed)

Upon seeing it in person, I realize “Mageskull Keep” isn’t just a clever nickname

Chasing down that lean and hungry motherf***er who stole my bag of holding

How is “Ferryman” a viable occupation?

Transported by the hellish war lantern to a realm guarded by the actual Christian Devil, not just a clever allegory