Wednesday Night Dungeoncrawl Archives

Wednesday Night Dungeoncrawl: Space edition!

TWITTER! You are in SPACE. A GRIMY CORRIDOR leads NORTH. A confused ENSIGN waves a clipboard at you. What is your role onboard ship?

A lot of my readers have asked me: Grant, why are you in my house? What are you doing rummaging through my medicine cabinet?

“At the mouth of the tunnel is a group of GOBLINS eating PSYCHOTROPIC MOSS and CRADLING RUSTY LUGERS”

At one point, someone drinks rum out of a dog.