4 thoughts on “When you ask the players what they do, roll 1d6 and say…”

  1. Alright, cool

    The next moment, Dog Head bursts in. He’s got his big black boots, a big black apron and a cleaver dripping with gore. He’s panting, heck, there’s steam coming off of him, and he’s swinging his head round with a wild look in his eyes.

    Then he fixes on you.

    Roll 1d6?

  2. I got a 5.

    I say, Dog Head, I don’t care how hot it is, get back out there and finish butchering the cow so we can start grilling some time this century.

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