And you know what? It really wasn’t.
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That horse is whack with poo-brain.
“Geez, no need to be so crabby.”
“That’s it. I’m killing him.”
Nothing soothes his savage heart like the feel of wind on his skin and fabric in his white-knuckled clutch. If he critically fails his check to rip the shirt, does he put on a sweater?
The original troll.
I bet she price gouges.
“This is not ‘a few extra.’“
Sort of a fishy premise. When I read it, I cod hardly believe it. I mean, I won’t entirely rule it trout.
“Lo, brave adventurers! Have you the mettle to take upon ye this noble que-AAHH” “SKREAUGUGHGHH” (violent noises)
<Later, standing over grave with remaining party members> There is nothing I could have done.