Fuck that Hebrew noise, you're looking at 4 drumsticks per flightless bird there.FrankTrollman wrote:-Username17Leviticus 11:20 wrote:All fowls that creep, going upon all four, shall be an abomination unto you.
That's good economics. And eat'ns.
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Fuck that Hebrew noise, you're looking at 4 drumsticks per flightless bird there.FrankTrollman wrote:-Username17Leviticus 11:20 wrote:All fowls that creep, going upon all four, shall be an abomination unto you.
The Adventurer's Almanac wrote: ↑Fri Oct 01, 2021 10:25 pmNobody gives a flying fuck about Tordek and Regdar.
that's fucking hilarious...sigma999 wrote:Ugh. I deal with baby mice enough in the last year, helping feed my girlfriend's young rainbow boa.
The concept of humans or humanoids feasting on little live critters would make for a very effective RPG flavor for, say, Dragonfolk or Tieflings.
Screw social penalty modifiers, they eat their snacks raw and wriggling.
Tiefling: "OK, lunch break. This dungeon was brutal."
Human: "Fine by me. I have iron rations, a leg of lamb, some wine. What did you bring?"
Elf: "The usual. Honey, leaf-wrapped Magical Elf Bread, some spring water..."
Tiefling: *begins popping bloodied, squirming baby mice down and chasing it with a brackish concoction of brine shrimp, beetles, and blood.*
Human and Elf lose their lunches.
Winnah wrote:No, No. 'Prak' is actually a Thri Kreen impersonating a human and roleplaying himself as a D&D character. All hail our hidden insect overlords.
FrankTrollman wrote:In Soviet Russia, cosmic horror is the default state.
You should gain sanity for finding out that the problems of a region are because there are fucking monsters there.
.... a issue we try to resolve far too many times.Koumei wrote:That's a valid point. Mice have a tendency to die for any or no reason at all - they might just feel like it.
The Adventurer's Almanac wrote: ↑Fri Oct 01, 2021 10:25 pmNobody gives a flying fuck about Tordek and Regdar.
Pardons. Both wrong.Koumei wrote: But mice are animals, not vermin
But really, I made a mistake. Maybe that was in AD&D or something.MOUSE
Wee Lil' Varmint
Hit Dice: 1/16 d8 (.5 hp)
Initiative: +2 Speed: 15 ft. (3 squares), climb 15 ft., swim 15 ft.
Armor Class: 14 (+2 size, +2 Dex), touch 14, flat-footed 12
Base Attack/Grapple: +0/–12
Attack: Bite +4 melee (1d3–5) nonlethal
Full Attack: Bite +4 melee (1d3–5) nonlethal
Space/Reach: 2-1/2 ft./0 ft.
Special Attacks: —
Special Qualities: Low-light vision, scent
Saves: Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +1
Abilities: Str 1, Dex 15, Con 10, Int 1, Wis 12, Cha 2
Skills: Balance +10, Climb +12, Hide +16, Move Silently +12, Swim +10
Feats: Stealthy, Weapon Finesse
Environment: Any
Organization: A Box Full (10–100)
Challenge Rating: 1/8
Advancement: —
Level Adjustment: —
The Adventurer's Almanac wrote: ↑Fri Oct 01, 2021 10:25 pmNobody gives a flying fuck about Tordek and Regdar.
Dr Tim's 8-circuit model plays into that sort of thing nicely:Boolean wrote: So now I'm imagining a setting where every street drug was created by or associated with a supernatural being. Maybe elven dandruff is actually cocaine, and the sight of an elf fills you with such inferiority that only snorting up will make you feel good about yourself again.