If this was D&D, we'd just cruise out to the corrupted temple of the plague lord responsible for Covid and lop its head off. Later, there would be ale and fair maidens. Oh well...
FWIW, in our original sessions via Googly Hangouts Arsiya traveled in a Baba Yaga style hut, except it was a Winnebago on Mechanical Legs. Not sure what that was about, but it worked. :)


Googly. Hahha. I remember when I first her you call it, "the googles" So funny.
ReplyDeleteThe googles is all powerful these days. At some point it will achieve sentience and rule us all. Or something.
DeleteThe faithful of the Great Imbiber can offer no salutations to one so lost. He raises his silver tankard with scenes of joy and celebration, infused with hundreds of stories and the laughter of friends. I invoke the Great Imbiber to put these pathetic creatures to rest. Slake their thirst with wine instead of misery. To fill their minds with of simple pleasures. And fill their souls with the kindness of a stranger. Forgive them Great Imbiber by brightening this place with sunlight. As the sun carcasses their grotesqueness, show them your mercy and offer them a drink from your decanter.
ReplyDeleteThat right there is poetry and just the thing we need in these bleak times. Well spoken, friend cleric! Huzzah!
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