We're the Terminators of the animal kingdom. We're slow and deliberate, able to stalk our prey for days or weeks at a time, and can often come back from injuries that would be a death sentence for other animals.
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It's really stupid. At one point fucking onions were at 10$/kg.
In the Philippines they're around 4$/kg where I live, and they're not even really nice potatoes.
My old DM would do this.
He would also sometimes hand players little notes: often full of info that their character would know but had to be kept secret from other players.
But sometimes, the note would be empty aside from a request for the player to not say anything.
The level of tension when the DM hands out a note to everyone but you is... something.
My Wyll danced with me near the end of Act 2, as well. The next night Gale got all emo and wanted to watch the stars with me. Y'all are too late I'm a Shart main
Mine was like that, only she had already fucked me beforehand, so she was like "go fuck someone else tonight, but DON'T WASH, I'M INTO THAT SHIT"
If someone pulls out a flip phone I'm just going to assume they're a drug dealer