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oh yeah uhh congrats to dedede for winning the tournament. here's some art

They hiss at each other

My friend was talking about how good the command spell is,

Friend: "I killed a werewolf once by commanding it to eat a chocolate."

Me: "You know why chocolate kills dogs, right?"

Friend: "... no?"

Me: "It's a diarrhoetic- they get the shits and die from dehydration."

Friend: "So he died from dysentery?!?!"

I've been thinking about this werewolf shitting itself to death for the almost the whole past week help.

I said "other" because I feel like they'd be like eating a cockroach or other bug, crunchy from the exoskeleton with protein-rich meat inside. Crunchy, but not egg-like.

Personally I think they're staticky, gelatinous, and flavorless

Please reblog for sample size I saw this post, someone asked if the texture was egg, and now I'm really curious

the king and his ugly ass knight

eww who's on my screen

Bag Flying

Okay, so my campaign is a kind of magic, advanced Victoria times setting called Evropa. In Evropa, there's all kinds of magical artifacts around, but technology is proving more stable and economically useful. Something they haven't figured out, though, is heavier-than-air flight.

I figured out heavier-than-air flight.

Our DM gave us a really cool dungeon in some caves that are on a floating island, held up by giant Immovable Rods. There were some pits leading to the open air below, including one that we had to cross a wooden bridge over and just kept rolling badly as we tried to cross. The next gap we needed to cross was after passing through a ton of moving gears, with no openings to pass through, and no bridge on the other side.

We solved a puzzle and got some items to pass through the puzzle and gap, including two normal-sized Immovable Rods, a Bag of Holding, and a few hooks and ropes. We were meant to climb into the bag of holding and just hold our breath as someone else climbed through the gears and jammed them with the Rods, but I had randomly, for NO REASON, taken a hose earlier in the session. So, we had tools to cut up the hose, letting us make breathing tubes so we could stay in the bag indefinitely.

We took a short break after, and here the fun begins. We realized that someone could just stick their top half out of the bag and use the Rods as monkey bars, with everyone else inside, breathing through the hoses. Creating the silliest image I have ever imagined in DnD.

Hilariously, one of our party members sees visions of an ancestor of theirs in the future, modern times, when unconscious, so they drew this absurd contraption in the sand to show they had finally figured out heavier than air flight, which the Ancestor, baffled, replied to with "Where are the propellers? I specifically mentioned propellers"

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