“The best part is, it makes interrogating people we’ve accidentally killed much easier!”
“You don’t want to kill people in this game.”
“I know. But it’s us.”
“I’ll also be swapping powers, but at a much slower rate.”
“Thor protects you.”
“As long as Thor doesn’t expect me to be on the front lines for this.”
“Don’t worry – there are lingering effects as well!”
“Do you speak bird?”
“I assume it speaks numbers.”
“I’m glad I dug that out of the bottom of the bag.”
“Yeah, I’m glad we had that complete waste of time.”
“I was super proud of myself; now I’m being bolt-shamed. I have lightning envy.”
“You know, it’s important not to be effective.”
“I don’t think she can hit quite that hard.”
“Not with that attitude.”
“Thor can suck a fucking nut.”
“I hate to tell you all, but I cast lightning bolt from my loins.”
“Did anyone else notice when he did that? His list is so minuscule.”
“I think you’re combining two different roofs.”
“You guys should be ashamed – that creature was thousands of years alone.”
“Well, it should have left us the fuck alone.”
“Apparently it had never attacked five level 8 fierce warriors.”
“Uh – four level 8 fierce warriors and one level 8 dancer.”
“Would someone like to remind me what’s in my notes, please?”
“But you don’t hear peeing and running away.”
“Well, I’m peeing…”
“I’m half-demon! We only pee once a month.”
“Look, I wasn’t here for the tarot reading. I just heard that evil was born here, and I think this looks like a terrible maternity ward!”
“If this was a Call of Cthulhu pit, I probably wouldn’t look into the pit. But this is a Ravenloft pit, so I’m looking into the pit.”
“Well, that’s 2 spells I’ve done nothing with.”
“Is it a robe of blending? I put it on high.”
“That’s right! 20 ft amber statue and a wool robe, and we can make sparks like nobody’s business!”
“This is the amber temple!”
“Did you just notice?!”
“No. I just thought it was the right time.”
“So it’s like a classroom?”
“This is where evil learns.”
“I’m trying not to attack everyone we meet, so I’m offering a beet.”
“Did your master have a blue robe, like this?”
“…No.”
“Good. Then we haven’t found your master.”
“Did he have pretty, pretty horns like mine?”
“No. He was scary.”
“Have you been here days or weeks or months? How many rats do you think you’ve eaten?”
“All right, where are we going?”
“We don’t know.”
“How big are the rats? You know, that’s going to change how long he’s been here.”
“I put on the robes and play dead.”
“You’re a little fleshy for that.”
“This is where evil died. This is not where evil was born; this is where evil died.”
“No, this is where evil came and killed the younglings.”
“You know what I’m going to do? I’m going to accept the GM’s offer and we’re going to move on.”
“How are you alive?”
“No one wants to kill someone this sexy.”
“Says the man with no teeth.”
“And I now have on my character sheet ‘teeth of Tharsis.'”
“And now I have on MY character sheet 3 extra silver pieces.”
“They’re all dressed in furs – obviously, the direwolf is wearing its own fur.”
“Well, it could have a little sweater under its fur.”
“Witchcraft?”
“No… his teeth fell out, he’s carrying them. It’s a thing.”