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STAYING ALIVE

We have been playing D&D 5th edition on Discord during the Covid-19 Crisis here in Pennsylvania. This is the most recent scene we played through recapped in a narrative form. Visit the Campaign Page and then check out the individual posts. Below is the map we used to help figure out positions and terrain. Please notice that South is up, North is down, West is right, and East is left when viewing…

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STAYING ALIVE

We have been playing D&D 5th edition on Discord during the Covid-19 Crisis here in Pennsylvania. This is the most recent scene we played through recapped in a narrative form. Visit the Campaign Page and then check out the individual posts. Below is the map we used to help figure out positions and terrain. Please notice that South is up, North is down, West is right, and East is left when viewing…

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SMOKE ON THE HORIZON

We have been playing D&D 5th edition on Discord during the Covid-19 shutdown. This is a record of the game in narrative style. For past episodes go here or visit the Mawveth Chronicles campaign page.

The Misfit Ramblers returned to their camp, an old barn within the Buffer Zone of Hatchet City, and started getting ready to leave. With the supplies stowed from the Woman in White and Heath’s…

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SMOKE ON THE HORIZON

We have been playing D&D 5th edition on Discord during the Covid-19 shutdown. This is a record of the game in narrative style. For past episodes go here or visit the Mawveth Chronicles campaign page.

The Misfit Ramblers returned to their camp, an old barn within the Buffer Zone of Hatchet City, and started getting ready to leave. With the supplies stowed from the Woman in White and Heath’s…

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three fat wethers bruised for gravy

Holdfast: Men may talk of country-christmasses, and court-gluttony,

Massinger, The City Madam

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Two bellies

Michael Drayton, The Moon-Calfe:

Then in his Cups you shall not see him shrinke, To the grand Divell a Carouse to drinke. Next to his Whore he doth himselfe apply, And to maintaine his gotish luxurie, Eates Capons Cookt at fifteene crownes a peece, With their fat bellies, stuff'd with Amber greece

Other bellies, of a herbivorous nature:

Till prickt with plenty eas'd of all their lackes Their Pampred bellies swolne above their backes They tread and waddle all the goodly grasse, That in the field there scarse a corner was, Left free by them, and what they had not swallow'd There they had dung'd, and layd them down and wallow'd; One with another they would ly and play, And in the deepe fog batten all the day, Thus along while, this mery life they led Till (even) like Lard their thickned sides were fed;