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Sir Curse-a-Lot and his noble Not Merry men.
necromancy
if necromancy is bringing things back to life does it matter if it is a conscious species like roses. I hope so, just so that I can think about necromancers as unethical gardeners.
Neighbour- but how do your roses grow so beautifully?
necromancer working up a sweat- uhhhh it’s a secret
I think some of you forgot that autistic people sometimes act strange and say things that are poorly worded and speak with incorrect tone and misunderstand or miss social cues because they are autistic
OCD paladin where he’s just a sorcerer / fighter but he needs to follow a set of rules that are self inflicted to keep his magic except if he didn’t follow the rules nothing would happen actually.
Dnd is a make believe game of course everyone is hot
imagine you wrote stories the same way you play DnD. like, your character makes a major decision, roll to see how well that works out for them and let chance decide their fate, kinda like in real life
it seems like a good way to move forward in a story if you get stuck on inspiration, too
help
so for a while I have been preparing for the dnd campaign I am going to run but the only problem is that I am truly worried that I’ll have to dumb everything down because all my friends are complete idiots.
dragons
you walk into a dimly lit cave but there’s a glow in the distance peeping out from underneath a large door. After opening the door you immediately notice a dragon on a pile of …. Yarn? It looks up revealing the large blanket it seems to be working on.
dragon- oh …… uhhhh
Rogue -are you .. . . Knitting ?
dragon - it’s a hobby you know?
rogue - so I came all this way to see a dragons hoard of YARN!
dragon- you want me to make you a blanket
they the become best friends and spend their days knitting together
imagine if witches were just old women with lots of cats and questionable soup recipes.
child- Nan can you stop plucking out my hair and turning it into soup.
the witch- no dear it. Adds FLAVOUR
child- sits in the corner and frowns in protest