Check out these dungeon rations as an alternative to regular old trail rations for your fantasy adventure!
Originally shared by Greg Soper
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Check out these dungeon rations as an alternative to regular old trail rations for your fantasy adventure!
Check out these dungeon rations as an alternative to regular old trail rations for your fantasy adventure!
Headloaf sounds pretty great, actually
Headloaf sounds pretty great, actually
OK this is very good.
OK this is very good.
Matthew G. Thought the same thing
Matthew G. Thought the same thing
Small tangent, Mason Jars were invented in 1858. Prior to that, everything had to be stoppered, latched, or sealed. Something like a pickle jar in medieval times would have been seen as devilishly clever. Leave it to the gnomes to craft something like that. 🙂
Small tangent, Mason Jars were invented in 1858. Prior to that, everything had to be stoppered, latched, or sealed. Something like a pickle jar in medieval times would have been seen as devilishly clever. Leave it to the gnomes to craft something like that. 🙂
[More tangents because I have poor impulse control but a good imagination.]
GM: The potion is magically sealed with a metal cap that won’t budge. There are some runes and an arrow that seems to suggest a direction. Perhaps you are supposed to rotate it?
Fi-tor: Um, I twist the top off. Ah, in the direction indicated.
GM: There is some resistance, no need to roll with your stats. The magical seal sucks a final breath but dies before it can exhale. Are you going to check out the contents?
Fi-tor: Oh hellz no! I don’t know what manner of necromancy this is, but I don’t want any part of it. I hand it to the cleric.
Clare: What!?
[More tangents because I have poor impulse control but a good imagination.]
GM: The potion is magically sealed with a metal cap that won’t budge. There are some runes and an arrow that seems to suggest a direction. Perhaps you are supposed to rotate it?
Fi-tor: Um, I twist the top off. Ah, in the direction indicated.
GM: There is some resistance, no need to roll with your stats. The magical seal sucks a final breath but dies before it can exhale. Are you going to check out the contents?
Fi-tor: Oh hellz no! I don’t know what manner of necromancy this is, but I don’t want any part of it. I hand it to the cleric.
Clare: What!?