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Tavern Watch Plays Weirs 10: The undead baby dragon amalgamation of your nightmares

As we begin to wrap up our homebrew D&D campaign, Into The Weirs, the party faces down a monstrosity composed of undead dragon babies, enters the dragon citadel that may hold the answers to all their questions, and encounters a foe whose slogan is “we bring death.” Matthew Rossi DMs this session alongside our cast of players: Anne Stickney as Kiska, a slightly unsettling drow druid who has left the Underdark in search of the source of recent natural problems.

The Queue: Time’s Winged Chariot

But at my back I always hear/
Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near;/
And yonder all before us lie/
Deserts of vast eternity./
Andrew Marvell, To His Coy Mistress

Yeah, turns out instead of being a Kree Supersoldier, Marvell was a British poet who, like a lot of other poets since poetry started, was really concerned that he should be having sex right now because we could die at any moment so it really makes sense to get all your boning in up front as much as possible.

Okay, so he did other stuff too like write things directly addressing Oliver Cromwell and convincing Charles II to not execute John Milton once Chuck was back on the English throne. But his poetical version of we’re all gonna die anyway, let’s get it on while we still can has always stuck with me as the classiest frat bro come on I’ve ever seen.


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