I don't know what I'm going to do at Origins.
Apparently, you can't disinfect anything touched by orc lips. Good to know.
First combat and three fumbles. They're calling it the Fumble Dance. It's like a sixth grade dance. Think Safety Dance?
"Show your ears!" Trying to get the orcs to attack the elf. ^^ Throwing your fellow party member under the bus.
"I do believe the cleric was dying. Let's get back to that."
They are unhappy because they thought it would be undead, not orcs.
"My brain blood!" (The most important of the bloods.) (I'm going to have to wash my beard tonight.)
Here's the undead! Dwarf delivers an Elbow of Great Justice to a ghoul. I'm not running this battle especially well.