I am on a plate as part of a balanced breakfast.
I am four pronged and have a gut of silver. A diner grasps me in his firm, warm hand.
(OH GOD THIS IS HOT KEEP GOING)
(anyone wanna go raiding later?)
(shit nvm hot breakfast action brb tissues)
I am a table cat warrior. I throne upon a blessed table of sitting +2.
NO
THIS IS AN OUTRAGE
I CANNOT TOLERATE THIS ANY MORE
I CAST DARK RITUAL
I inform >>7 that this is not an area where he is allowed to cast Dark Ritual. I then go back to hiding behind my dungeon map, for I am a zealous DM.