Artagan character of all time actually. pretends to be a faun to dick around with an adventuring party. keeps a sketchbook full of raunchy drawings. asks to choke a man to death as payment for warping time. accidentally becomes a god, then concocts an elaborate scheme to un-deify himself. refuses to let his best friend sacrifice herself for him. pretends to be a weasel to dick around with an adventuring party
it’s hard to remember that u have no obligation in life other than to be kind and give love. like. you were not put on this earth to work a part time job or get a degree or have a fancy career. you were put on this earth to smile and make other people smile, to spread happiness. your reason for living doesn’t have to go any deeper than ‘living’. just breathe. make friends with a plant. drink your water. i fucking love you.
it’s the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century.
you can only reblog this today.
*opens fortune cookie* “you may find yourself, living in a shotgun shack”
*opens second fortune cookie* “…and you may find yourself, in another part of the world!”
*opens another fortune cookie* “and you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile”
*panics* *scrambles for another fortune cookie*
“and you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife. and you may ask yourself, ‘well… how did i get here?’”
*falls backwards out of chair*
Bed, Bask, and Beyond: made entirely of thick frosted glass; it’s damp and muggy inside, full of tropical plants, with heat lamps hanging from the ceiling. staffed entirely by lizardfolk and yuan-ti. you swear you hear live mice skittering around but the bartender hisses and you mind your own business.
Emerald Bay Inn and Resort: a stereotypical tropical hotel with spa, hiking tours, a private (nude?) beach, drinks served in a coconut husk, etc. located in the frozen tundra. penguins huddle for warmth near the sauna.
The Thrifty Shifter: a rickety-looking tavern run by three doppelgangers: Joe, Moe, and Bobo. Joe is eager to please, offering all the inn’s amenities and discounts–but he seems sleazy. Moe is a buffoonish fellow, endearing if a little exasperating. Bobo is clearly running the inn as a front for the Fantasy Mafia.
Briggs, Briggs, and Bridger: run by a polyamorous triad: Briggs and Briggs are an orc and a dwarf, respectively, while Bridger is an elf. their bed and breakfast hosts drag shows every other Friday night and their crepes are to die for.
The Nestled Trollhouse: tucked under a woodland bridge, the Nestled Trollhouse is run by one exhausted, overworked troll named Greg. His true passion is baking, and he is always trying out new chocolate-chip cookie recipes. Tastings are free of charge. They’re usually burnt.
Inn & Out: has a Fantasy Yelp page, everyone is talking about it, and the food is incredible–like, five Fantasy Michelin Stars–but it’s so popular it’s always booked solid. they have an open reservation for the honeymoon suite in eight months.
Wyrd Sisters Hotel and Casino: founded by a trio of witches five centuries ago, but you’re pretty sure no one with magical power actually runs the place anymore. the desk clerk offers to read your palm while you wait for the bellhop but she always predicts “big winnings in your future.” Each room is decorated with a different Major Arcana card motif.
(as always you can steal any of these and modify them however you like for your own campaign!)
Swords are bougie garbage, spears and axes are the weapons of the honest working man
is anyone else getting absolutely no work done at all
anyway please look at this
oh so now that im more stressed and have less time theyre done being loud. good. as it should be
what do when your downstairs neighbors so obnoxiously loud that you worried they might be coked up on a Wednesday afternoon