Yeah, for anybody, for our international viewers, we are still in lockdown.

Ben is still recording in a car.

We are recording across Zoom with a latency that is almost imperceptible.

Are we ready to play some Dungeons and Dragons?

Yes, yes, we are.

Friendship is forever.

Friendship never ends.

It doesn't matter what time you're in.

You're still a dragon friend.

A fucking dragon friend.

One thousand years ago, the cult of the Frizo Mites was formed in secrecy,

dedicated to the capricious and contradictory

testament of the one they call Frizo the first. That cult today is racked by an almost

instantaneously explosive schism, and as the Dragon Friends race out of the Friesomite Temple,

it seems the cultists within are by now too busy fighting each other to stop your escape.

The vast central hall of the temple is empty by the time you reach the ground floor,

although the noise of cardinal, stabbing cardinal echoes out even here.

With you? A two new companions, Lion's Shield Banknote, of course,

and his educational attache from the

Academy of Approved Sciences, one Edward Piss historian. And thank you, Ben, as always, for an

invaluable addition to Dragon Friends World Building. You're welcome. I have not checked the

wiki lately, but I have not seen an entry for Edward Piss. Disappointing.

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