yourplayersaidwhat:

Our bard, hurriedly rolling with one hand and holding a ringing phone in the other, talking 100mph: “I poke the cultist with the hurty end of my rapier, that hits, that’s eight damage, excuseme excuseme excusemee”

Our bard, standing up from the table and answering her phone: “HEYYY what’s uuup I just stabbed a maaan!“