The Claws of Marisi are a revolutionary group that toppled the old Nacatl empire.
I could put my bank account number and the site’s password in this caption, for all that anyone will notice it.
Stoking the flames of revolution? Or just melting down some silver to make bullets?
I’ll probably hire four of you, actually.
I’m not sure if this is the end of a successful encounter or the aftermath of a TPK.
I have nothing witty to say, just this: want.
That’s a photo of an actual tree.
You never find puppies in the last room of a dungeon. Always it’s scaly, angry things.
They just don’t make movie posters this awesome any more.