From my grandma, Est la Fromage, such is cheese, sometimes it’s sweet, sometimes it’s bitter, sometimes it stinks like Limburger.

Growing up, I would drive by a restaurant that was called the good view restaurant, it had a single small rectangular window at ceiling height on one side only and maybe three parking spaces that were always empty.

Norse Pagan here, this tracks, most myths revolve around Loki getting bored or being forced to clean up his or the other gods messes.

I’m having intense flashbacks as each rpg I have played has either tpkd or close two at level one thanks to wolves. Entire group gets nervous when they show up.

There is also a good bit of overlap where said alphabet mafia members release that chaos in a D&d game. My current group in the midst of saving the world, made it their mission to travel to the moon in a fantasy setting in order to open a bakery there.