“C’mon down to Nothic’s Used Adventuring Gear Emporium! Only small amounts of blood on any one item!”
In all of D&D, there is nothing quite like the Flumph.
Eye think that you should run, because you’re being stalked.
A creepy feeling flies up your spine, and a shadow crosses your cone of vison.
Behold your doom!
Rust away all that you fear.
Now, for the Geometry portion of the exam!