I suppose the DM has a contingency plan for if someone casts Zone of Truth
I suppose the DM has a contingency plan for if someone casts Zone of Truth
… wait a second that’s fucking mercury.
I feel like this system is flawed but I don’t know enough about mushrooms to refute it
Ombudsman of Family Values
There’s always picking up a game at the local tavern!
(This plan has a 64.8% chance not to end poorly)
People want to feel like they’re in a historic setting, but they also want dragons and potatoes. 🤷♂️
Potatoes come from the Elemental Plane of Earth.
The mighty DM has spoken!
At one point when people on Twitter were arguing about the historical accuracy of LGBT+ groups in a DnD setting, I made the argument that anyone who includes potatoes in their setting doesn’t care about historical accuracy anyway. This led to a discussion about what would be missing from a medieval setting and the conclusion that a “historically accurate” DnD setting would have gay people, but not potatoes. This became a running joke.
Fast forward a few months, and during a fair there’s a vendor selling “sausages in a bun, topped with mustard sauce or sauerkraut.” The players caught on to them being hotdogs, and it sparked another discussion about what foods were available in a “historically accurate” setting.
(Which, all those ingredients would have been available to the setting, even of they weren’t eaten in that configuration.)
I see that hair curl! A lot of time and care went into that. Very nice!
I’m just saying, if someone uses a mortar sentry during a researcher escort mission it should be acceptable to ⬆️➡️⬇️⬇️⬇️ them.
Fastest planet liberation I’ve ever seen
RaW vs RaI: Heresy Edition
Oh hey, fetchlands
The only rule is, you must use a traditional fishing technique or implement to aquire fish or fish material.
So yes, Minecraft is a classic example of a good game!
Look, it’s simple. If the game has a fishing minigame, it’s a good game. If it doesn’t, it’s bad.
Well done, skeleton!
I don’t understand. Where are the Bionicles?
Everyone was having a fish party so I grabbed my fish fork but once I arrived I realized I had grabbed my pastry fork instead. Everyone laughed at me. “Want a fish pie?” they kept asking. “Want a fish pie?”
God, I’m so embarrassed. I wish I had seen this chart sooner.