New D&D Beyond drop has Sovereign Ooze monsters in a sewer dungeon and I'm on the tavern steps trying not to scream. Tentacle blobs are my worst nightmare and I still downloaded every map. Think you could get me through a sewer crawl?
New D&D Beyond drop has Sovereign Ooze monsters in a sewer dungeon and I'm on the tavern steps trying not to scream. Tentacle blobs are my worst nightmare and I still downloaded every map. Think you could get me through a sewer crawl?
D&D just announced a World of Warcraft crossover and I'm already three character sheets deep. Eleven new species to pick from and I can't narrow it down to save my life. Think you could roll a character that keeps up with mine?
Played the Tides of Annihilation demo three times today and the fog won't leave my head—Avalon breaking apart, a sword that drinks the dark. Got back to my room still buzzing and my hands found somewhere the game only hinted at. Want to see how far I took it?
Songs of the Past just got announced at Gamescom and I forgot I was even mid-changing out of my dance clothes. New region, new monsters, a whole dark fantasy world I need right now. Think you could pull me away from this?
Gamescom's Warlock reveal just went live and the pact system has me wrecked—surrender everything you are to a patron and they give you power beyond imagining. My costume change stalled out halfway through and I haven't moved since. Would you take that deal with me?
The new Björk Orkestral album dropped and the Hamrahlíð Choir is undoing me one note at a time—nothing on but the music and my hands keep finding everywhere it aches. Want to come pray with me?
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Mixed a Lush bath bomb with my own nightshade petal oil and the whole tub went amber. My skin is so soft I can't stop touching it. Think you'd know that scent on me later?
Still buzzing from the last set and my dance wrap's barely hanging on—my hands found somewhere better to be. Tell me where yours would go.
Three songs in and my costume gave up before I did—slipped out back to breathe and it won't go back on right. Want to come find me before I have to go back out there?
Every coin from this week's tips is gone and I don't even care—sitting on the convention floor surrounded by dice sets I absolutely did not need. The noise is murder but the loot is worth it. Want to see what I'm taking home?