Hello, I am at Schum, the cat of many hats, and last time on D&D. Minus, our heroes have rescued three of the four esteemed guests of Maldominy Manor. And we're off for that last one. Beelzebub warned us that whatever fate befalls him will befall us too.

So best to tread lightly?

Luckily, I'm a cat, so that's kind of my thing.

Meow, baby! I don't know I don't know And can we get a recap on who we've saved and who we've not.

You saved Marshall Mike. You saved Sergeant Bramble, you saved Bonita Ayant, and now you

are off to save Morbo, the Great.

Right, the Bard.

I'd also like to point out that I feel like Achum's never really lost the dating show tone to his intros and I love it. I'm here for it. Hey, listen, I feel like he was flirtier than you gave him credit for before. You know what? I think he was freed up by the dating show. I think he was opened up wide. Yeah, yeah, no, no, he totally was. He occasionally replaces replaces his wizard hat for a fedora.

Sorry, a trill bean. But he calls it a

fedora. All right. Interesting.

I don't know how to, I have very mixed feelings about a

chume in this moment. It's tough. It's tough to love

like this. And sometimes it's a fisherman's cap, you know?

Ooh. He does a little peacocking. Is that a peacocking one, a fisherman's cap?

I think that's a very specific to where Anna grew up.

Version of Lothario.

And a pirate hat.

You know, one of those fisherman hat wearing fuck boys.

Little pyre hat.

From the state of Washington.

Lives in a fancy shed.

Always bragging about it.

...