This chapter, the party is offered an exciting new career opportunity, with the only downside to declining being the complete and utter destruction of everyone and everything they have ever loved.

The party's search for a legendary war machine involves resurrecting a dwarf and tele-shoving a goblin boss, only to find their prize is now a giant, terrifying puppet for a chieftain who is almost certainly a gnome in disguise.

The party earns a dragon's respect, a mountain of gold, and a legendary staff, holding onto all of them for approximately five minutes.

After a lengthy debate on how to handle the dragon, the party accidentally upgrades their monster problem to an eldritch abomination.

Our heroes battle a gelatinous doorstop for some shiny loot before immediately stumbling upon the vault's significantly larger, scalier, and more flammable security system.

In a dungeon where the entrance fee is patricide, the real dangers turn out to be overly-engaging wall art and a surprisingly literal trap door.

This chapter, the adventurers learn the hard way that leaving a pile of bodies outside with a note saying "didn't pay their tab" will, in fact, attract the attention of the City Watch.

The only thing more dangerous than facing down an old gnomish nemesis is trying to be stealthy in boots that are magically compelled to shout "Parkour!"

The crew learns that when you yell 'Last Call' in a haunted tavern, the bartender takes it very, very seriously.

What starts as a simple infiltration mission quickly goes off the rails with a disappointed kobold chef, exploding hobo skulls, and an uninvited mind flayer in the sewers.