yourplayersaidwhat:

DM: “you come across a lake filled with beautiful, colorful shining stone-”

halfling: “I TAKE A STONE”

elf: “what? what if it’s cursed or some shit? you’re gonna get us all killed for this shiny rock”

halfling: “I DON’T CARE IT’S PRETTY I WANT IT”

long story short: turns out they were basically walkie-talkies and ended us helping us for half the game. always impulse-grab shiny things

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