Hello, I am a chum, the cat of many hats, and last time on D&D minus, we freed

Mormo the Great, a bard from a mirror curse and proceeded to the final challenge of Maldominy.

And then we had to reason out which one of us was the imposter and righteously and literally also stab gravy in the back

and that's okay because dogs are

stinky and also because he truly

was Beelzebub in disguise.

So, we and the true gravy

fought Beelzebub and after

a final blow from Vardos

we jumped into the portal to the next land.

The I'm I don't think it's really fair to give me a hell of a lot of credit on this.

I feel like Morgan should be.

You gave that like final little flick before he goes over.

I did.

He was just a shell of ash when I touched him and it all. The ash did all.

Morgan helped open the jar, but you opened it. That's right. Morgan beat the shit out of that jar.

I mean, of the two of us, who's like helping open the jar and who's opening the jar, Vardos is opening the jar.

That's true. Certainly in character. I open the jar. As the darkness around you clears,

you find yourselves in the spotless,

shining and golden halls of Pergatoni D's

House of Heroic Rescue Stuff.

You know it's called that

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