I love the dragons from Breath of the Wild!! So I’ve started doing some paintings of them and I’m planning on doing more ✨ woo
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I love the dragons from Breath of the Wild!! So I’ve started doing some paintings of them and I’m planning on doing more ✨ woo
happy 8th birthday xenoblade!
HOW MANY WHEELS OF CHEESE DO I HAVE LEFT
You have 476-
I EAT ALL THE CHEESE. I EAT ALL OF THE CHEESE
i havent posted in like 2 months but im so emotion about video game
YALL
The world’s tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it.
Suggestion: The dragon’s definition of “steal” is somewhat loose. It still allows the coin to be used and bartered and change hands–but on one condition: the dragon must be with it at all times.
They become a familiar sight in the marketplace.
“Here’s your change, ma'am. One gold piece.” The merchant holds out a palm, on top of which rests a tiny, brilliantly colored creature clutching a single gold coin.
“That’s a dragon,” you say dumbly. “One piece… and a dragon.”
“Yes.”
You cautiously reach out and attempt to take your change. You tug. It holds. You tug harder. The dragon lets loose a tiny, protective growl.
“Ma'am–no, ma'am, you have to take the dragon, too.”
“Sorry?”
The seller notes your dubious expression. “Not from around here, are ya?” They shrug. “Them’s the rules. Take the coin, take the dragon.”
They wait expectantly. Wondering how the world has so suddenly gone mad, you slowly, slowly hold out your hand.
The dragon perks right up. It scampers from their palm to yours with the coin clamped in its jaws and scales your sleeve with sharp little claws.
“Have a nice day, ma'am,” the merchant says. “Spend him soon, now, you hear? At another booth, if you can. He likes to travel.”
From its perch upon your shoulder, the dragon lets out a happy trill.
Bonus: the coin eventually passes to the rogue in a group of travelling adventurers. The dragon becomes the mascot of the entire group, and they lay out a small pile of coins for him to sleep on every night, clutching his coin like a teddy bear.
This is so pure I am in love
Shit tier: Having no idea what the DM is doing.
Average tier: Getting caught by surprise but adapting quickly.
Good tier: Seeing what the DM is going to do, but only when it’s too late.
God tier: Calling the DM’s plans with reasonable accuracy some time before they become relevant.
Oh no: Calling the DM’s plans before they do, accidentally giving them ideas.
Super Smash Bros. on Switch in 2018 ⊟
And Inklings are in it! Breath of the Wild Link! Can’t wait for my sword to break mid-fight.
Mario’s there too, but that one seems less surprising.
So yeah, it’s real y’all.
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dm: so it’s pretty dark -
the whole party in haunting unison: I H A V E D A R K V I S I O N
Me, the only character without dark vision, in a mocking voice: I hAvE dArK vIsIoN 😒
Critical role fanart except all npcs are drawn as matt mercer in various low budget costumes
brothers
Bard: I use vicious mockery against the crab
DM: well I have to go look up his stats cause I didn’t think I would have to do a wisdom check for a crab
the crab rolled a fucking nat 20 against my cantrip
Critical Role - Book Store
“I want to buy that book.”
I’m pretty sure you could hide a necromancer’s spellbook as an anatomy book.
“Me? A necromancer?! oh no Brother Ragnar, I’m a doctor! See? This how you cure bones!”
Paladin: “Fiend! That tome which displays skeletons marks you as a foul necromancer!”
Necromancer, who is about to invent anatomy: “Oh, you haven’t heard?”