At Least Let Me Say Goodbye to My Children Before I Do Battle with the Dragon.
Brewing a Potion of Invincibility or Elixir of Death, Either Way I Won't Be Able to Feel My Hands.
Drinking Dwarf Spirits While Casting Illusions to Relive the Past.
Garl Glittergold' Grandiose Gourmet Goulash and Glimmering Golden Ale
I Attuned with the Hand of Vecna and All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt.
I'm Getting Out of This Dungeon Even If I Die Trying. Which Is Probably the Case.
I've Awoken in Stygia, the 8th Layer of Baator. That Wasn't My Intention.
Like Casting Mordenkainen's Sword in a Storm of Vengeance Fight.
Memory Is an Illusion. a Fire That Needs Constant Tending.
Something Always Happens at the Styx Oarsman.
The Dragon Burned Its Last Village and Made My List of Shit to Do Today.
When I Gain Arcane Enlightenment Will I Stop Regretting My Decisions?
When a Beholder Cries Nothing Feels Safe.