It was nothing more than a child’s plaything until the sorcerer got hold of it…
And you think you’ve had issues with your father…
I am woman. Hear me roar!
"Hello, (insert village’s name)! It’s great to be here!"
Wha—is that a miniature thunderstorm in that thing?
What if the innkeeper knew what you wanted before you did?
The party has obtained a treasure map, and it seems pretty straightforward… but digging in the indicated area for hours has revealed nothing…
The Chinese, when attacking a castle or fort, flew kites over the city wall and used the length of string it took to get it there as a measurement to know how far they had to dig a tunnel to get under the wall.
Ideas ( Items ) | December 13, 2002 |