Religious fanatics (like any other fanatic for any other cause) usually have to lose their minds. It’s basically what fanaticism is all about. If he makes these people a regular part of his diet, he’ll be severely under-nourished.
Somebody boil some water. He’ll want some fava beans with that.
…Actually, I’m thinking about the CRPG Dark Sun: Wake of the Ravager. One of the quests involves an entire Illithid city underneath the obsidian mines of Tyr. And the banquet hall will involve a viciously tough (and probably impossible) fight… unless you slip poison into their brain soup.
I wonder if our Illithid friend here is going to keel over after commenting on the piquant flavor?
I doubt he would have cared. Besides, Arachne might just be amused if it happened to her DM – or disappointed that her DM would be stupid enough to end up like this.
Damn, these DMs aren’t from around here, are they? o_O
Wow, he hasn’t been seen for nearly seven years! No wonder he’s hungry (and the delivery is free :P)
I was just thinking we hadn’t seen the Illithid for a long while o.o
Well, the brains probably weren’t very high quality, but at least it was a snack.
I am not sure that she is even that good. She did walk right up to the door without checking first.
I wonder how the hood of hers tastes.
Rubbery, but probably no more unpalatable than hair or skin
So basically like a chicken mcnugget?
Brains like that must be like junkfood to an illithid.
Nah, more like diet soda or salad.
Less vitamins than a salad.
Religious fanatics (like any other fanatic for any other cause) usually have to lose their minds. It’s basically what fanaticism is all about. If he makes these people a regular part of his diet, he’ll be severely under-nourished.
Dang it I came here to make all the jokes that have been said. phooey!!!
If it’s any consolation, yours is the one that brought a smile to my face :o)
Somebody boil some water. He’ll want some fava beans with that.
…Actually, I’m thinking about the CRPG Dark Sun: Wake of the Ravager. One of the quests involves an entire Illithid city underneath the obsidian mines of Tyr. And the banquet hall will involve a viciously tough (and probably impossible) fight… unless you slip poison into their brain soup.
I wonder if our Illithid friend here is going to keel over after commenting on the piquant flavor?
Heh heh, "Meals on Heels", delivered fresh* to your door 😀
*contents of the meal not guaranteed 😛
"You have interrupted some important research… I could do with a snack."
Whats a few pounds of monkey fat going to do?….It won’t go to his head.
Hoping Mr Ix knows about the renegade DMs, or he just risked pissing off Arachne
Again, these are not Arachne’s DMs – Arachne and the hobgoblins are on the same side at the moment.
Yeah, that’s why said hope he knows that there are _two_ groups of DMs
I doubt he would have cared. Besides, Arachne might just be amused if it happened to her DM – or disappointed that her DM would be stupid enough to end up like this.
schploop
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Yes yes yes yes YES! Been binging this. No idea why, but I got it into my head that I really wanted to see this guy again. And such a great entrance.
*Foxy pads in, evades the DMs, leaves Squiddy a nice Chianti* rubbery outside, squishy soft center, but crunchy core
I missed him so much!