dm: so you see about 30 twig-blights. yeet, what do you do?
yeet: yeet gleefully charges into the fray spewing insults in hyena!
wheeze: language!
wheeze: hey dog and paladin! get down!
ogryn: *ducks*
yeet: dog? what dog? *gets hit by a lightning bolt*
dm: so the giant tree bites ogryn for 21 points of damage.
yeet: i'm gonna pee on that thing out of spite for hurting my tribe.
*the tree is dead*
yeet: *pees on the tree*
wheeze: that's gross.
ogryn: she did give us fair warning.
ulman: fen'wei? how are you up on the ceiling?
fen'wei: pirate antics.
ulman: how is your hat still on?
fen'wei: trade secret.
wheeze: what's that smell?
ulman: you set fire to our gnoll-mother. what did you expect?
yeet: hey ulman, loot the valuables, i'm looting the meat.
ulman, with distaste in his voice: yeah, go right ahead.
ulman: anything happening over there?
ogryn: nah, yeet is tenderizing dinner. how does roasted raven and potatoes sound?
fen'wei: this is why i'm a pescatarian.
wheeze: why is the smelly pet cooking dinner?
ulman: you get used to it.