The Bag of Infinite Squirrels is a lie. Went back to the inn and asked the innkeeper if we could use the kitchen to whip up some interesting recipes for all this squirrel we've procured and the bag literally went limp after the 35th squirrel was yanked out.
Wish we identified the bag at the marketplace! Those damn fiery-plane sellers!
Speaking of planes, we stumbled upon the rather phallic looking aqua plane next where we bumped into Ayoon, the goddess of knowledge. Well, not in the literal sense that is. She came in a form of a scroll; one inscribed with an invocation spell that allows us one question to which we will be shown its implications within a period of 7 days.
Suffice to say, this was probably the strangest realm we've been to yet - filled with fish people, water elves adorned with water quiffs, a humoungous moose-like creature with 8 antlers and 2 horns which we might have collectively hallucinated and of course, vicious water dogs. Sadly, the acoustics here are a tad warbly. Nice reverb though!
Tone deaf Half Orc on Bass Viol de Gamba "Can I skin that?" | 6-string Appalachian Dulcimerist Superstar "What have I become?!" | Dwarven Tabor Drummer "The dwaf wiw not betway you." |
Rogue Band Manager "Sign here, please." | A bit of context: 5 people meet once a month for a game of D&D. These are our "adventures". | Dungeon Master Extraordinaire "This dice is cursed!" |