Grognor: We ere' lookin' fer a DM! Criella: Quiet Grognor, you'll scare them away. Kriv: If his smell hasn't already, please Grognor, take a bath! Grognor: Hold your tongue, lizard... Sir Theodor III: To the matter at hand, we are a "brave" group of adventurers in need of a DM. To quench our thirst for battle, glory and the odd roll of a die at the casino... Metron: Theodor, we are bound by law, we should not be entering such a place. Sir Theodor III: Yes, of course.... If any DM should find this task to their taste, then please exercise your transmutation and whisper a message. Criella: Grognor! Put Kriv down!
