“You realize that if it’s the height of the empire, we’d be its downfall, right?”
“With no terrible side effects!”
“What if you want terrible side effects?”
“He doesn’t. I’m between him and the thing.”
“We’ve managed to summon the only gymnast earth elemental.”
“My 20 years of not rolling high are coming back… and blowing up in Darryl’s face.”
“The one and only round where he regains 50 hit points…”
“53 points of cantrip damage!”
“Unfortunately, I only have See Invisibility.”
“If you could only reduce it by one letter code to Be Invisibility.”
“I cast Light on a copper and toss it into the room.”
“Next time use a button! I have plenty of buttons! Those coppers add up!”
“So… you know all those hit points you gave me, Darryl?”
“Yeah. Lost them already?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, that line is the water. I just assumed that was where you’d drawn a really bad circle.”
“Dwarves don’t float.”
“And as long as I make that face, I can hold my breath forever.”
“Known fact.”
“Does flatulence count as verbal components?”
“Dwarven flatulence casting.”
“I know the big truths! I don’t know things like hemlock is poison…”
“That is amazing! And it’s going on a fire as soon as I can wheedle it out of your possession.”
“I made it look like a penis, so let me erase it.”
“Clockwise or counter-clockwise?”
“Yes.”
“Morgan, I don’t know if this is the right time to tell you, but I also have a secret power: I am an elf.”
“Dammit.”
“It’s a Strength: Athletics check.”
“To hold the centipede?!”
“To cross the monkey bridge.”
“This entire dungeon has been leading up to this moment.”
“I’ve been in on it for 40 years.”
“I take it Message is a cantrip?”
“Yes.”
“I didn’t figure you were wasting a 1st level spell on being snide.”
“Well…”
“That’s a real, actual animal, whereas the thing in my backpack is an idiot fish that you can’t even eat.”