Man, from the looks of that bag, Snoopy poops like a horse
moondoggie
The Dungeon is YOUR MIIIIIND. The Dragons are the friends we made along the way. At least I assume so. I don’t play Dungeons & Dragons, I play Deeandy Fivey.
She was raised as a poor sea urchin. I mean… street urchin.
We had Asmodeus as a BBG in one campaign. At one point, he took over one of his minions to have a talk with my barbarian. After his villain speech, I told him that while I seem to be famous enough for him to know my name, I didn’t know his. When he said he was Asmodeus, I said “Oh yeah, you’re that Ass Guy.” After everyone stopped laughing, I made the save for whatever was about to happen to me and Asmodeus has been That Ass Guy ever since.
Our party is named The Geneva Convention. Checkmate, lawyers! The only thing the Geneva Convention has rules against is violating the Geneva Convention.
And pizza on Fridays
All you really need is some boy skeletons, some girl skeletons, a lot of alcohol and some sexy music