Yep. Especially considering his buddy was close and still shooting. Take the dude out of the fight so he can’t hurt others and either run or engage the second guy. But glad it worked out for him…

Isn’t really meant to be something the PCs ever fight. (I guess they could try in like Tier 4?) To destroy one, you’d have to know the piece of the True Name that was used to forge it, then isolate and destroy that on their arcane core.

One of the Denary, the invincible ancient warforged in my setting. Made by ancient artificers who fractured a god into ten parts by cutting up its True Name and forging into each of the warforged. CR27. You can “kill” it but it’s gonna repair like a terminator.

Absolutely. She basically refused to say the exact same thing in the most softball interview last month (I think GQ?).

This is kind of the thing, too. We (as a community) also have to occasionally but firmly tell Terry, “no.”

I think nerd spaces want to be inclusive (good!) but we sometimes have trouble shutting down certain shit that dampens the fun for everyone else. It’s okay to do that!

I talked about this at length before, but people getting mad at a wheelchair is both dumb and understandable. Dumb because you can hand-wave away all the problems with “it uses magic” and understandable because people see that and [wrongly] think “well now the dungeons have to be ADA accessible.”

The Dem messaging today should be calling for Hegseth’s resignation and prosecution as well as calling for resignation/impeachment if Trump pardons anyone for this. Will it happen? No. Will it frame this as a big deal? Yes.

People have already hit on the rival parties and “dungeons as ecosystems” idea, so I’ll keep it simple: undead or ancient constructs that the party unwittingly disturb and bring back to life.

I love me a good “don’t touch anything” then watching a PC grab treasure like Abu in the Cave of Wonders.

The amount of Gravy SEAL cosplay is insane. An SBR and a plate carrier full of mags to stand in front of a suburban supermarket…

I worked with a CT surgeon who unexpectedly quit 10 years out of training to immerse himself in his serious BBQ hobby. I think about that often. Dude is probably sitting at his little ranch, drinking a beer, smoking brisket from a cow he raised.

Imagine how much secret shit you could be learning at any given time!

“Hey, go get me the files on that nuke we lost off Tybee Island and summon a team of nuclear weapons experts and B-52 pilots to explain stuff as I read!”

“Bring in DARPA and tell me about the cool new sci-fi shit we are making!”

In high school my bus would drive by Eastern Motors daily. Half the bus sang the song every time. Never got old.

I had a college buddy try and give me a hard time because my wife out-earns me by a significant margin. “Yeah bro, she did buy my new Lexus… it drives great!”

The median Prince William County homeowner is a retired O-5 who works for Booz-Allen, so that would absolutely track…

The Texas, Florida, and Georgia guides are kind of a joke. If I remember correctly, they were paid for by each state’s travel boards.

Honestly, at this point, I would not be satisfied unless the entire family ends up in jail with all their assets seized, liquidated, and returned to the Treasury as restitution. Make all his properties affordable housing or government buildings.

Nuremberg-style trials for the rest.

I am going to find out who did this and buy their kid a drum set.

(My sister in law is currently the prime suspect, as she cackled the loudest when gifts were being opened.)

Yeah, I can think of a few fraternity brothers who ended up staffers for Senate R’s. They were spoiled country club dudes, but nothing like what’s in those texts. None of them work on the Hill anymore.

They’re a warforged who, in centuries past, had always been taken care of by the Emperor and handed anything they needed. They have no concept of money or the value of coins… so they’d probably walk right by it without a second thought (to the dismay of the party).