
I have this pesky memory of being in an adventuring group and we were attacked by what I recall as large mosquitos. We had a protective covering of some sort, but they were trying to sting through the covering and one of the guys "conjured(?)" a large block of cheese - pieces of which we used to put on the stingers poking thru the covering so they couldnt escape and we could kill them.
It's a bizarre memory, but very distinct. tell me it wasnt a dream... Ring any bells out there for anyone?
Heh... That's pretty crazy.
Heh... That's pretty crazy. Doesn't sound at all familiar to me. Might have been some of your roleplaying with your post-high-school group...
Doesn't sound familiar to me
Doesn't sound familiar to me either. However, it does sound pretty clever.
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Hmm... I guess it could have
Hmm... I guess it could have been something that Mike or Lee put together...
Oh well...
-- Kent