“I hope I’ve said it enough times at the table that Kevin has planned for it, because tonight I’m going to swallow it.”
“I took it in case we needed to deal with someone we don’t trust.”
“But you trust everyone.”
“Exactly. So it’s never come up.”
“I forgot an orc.”
“We should have a spot on the character sheet for your race.”
“God. Anyone could do it THAT way.”
“What do you mean I’m not invited? I invented your holy symbol!”
“I know. And it’ll be in the wedding.”
“That’s it! Wedding’s off! I’m swallowing the wedding present, too!”
“Do you have to act out the -5 when you roll?”
“Apparently…”
“Oh. I’m blind. I should probably not randomly blight things.”
“Man, I killed and strung multiple things together to see… and now I’m blind.”
“So herein lies my problem…”
“You have to hang out with us once a week?”
“Damn it, Bryan, you got to that joke before me!”
“He’s going to pull his eyes out and grow them back.”
“Hey… that’s a good idea.”
“Darryl. Stop giving him ideas.”
“What does the Player’s Handbook say about pledging your life to the moon?”
“Me and it are going to French kiss the fire here.”
“I don’t think that’s where the rest of the group went with that…”
“Oh, I jumped on this thing to die.”
“Ah, I see the flaw in your tactics. You jump on things to kill them, not to die.”
“I’m not letting you out of our wedding.”
“No! I was gonna punch him in the face!”
“The face is right there!”
“And over there…”