“Well, I think that’s the last of
them.”

“Hey, what do you suppose this
lever does?”

“I couldn’t find any traps.”

“I disarmed the trap."

“That’s not really poison gas.”

“Come on in! The water’s fine.”

“Sure glad that’s over with. I’m
taking off my armor.”

“Okay, wishing well — make me a
[insert name of a nonliving or inanimate
object]."

“I hope the bridge holds up."

“What landshark?”

“Death before dishonor! Attack!”

“Things couldn’t possibly get any
worse."

“Of course I trust the thief. He’s in
our party."

“What does that mark on the door
mean?”

“We really didn’t need a cleric
anyway."

“I’ll drink it."

“Oops."

“This is a wimp dungeon.”

“Why did our torch flames blue?" 

“What? No, I wasn’t reading your
module. I was just looking at the
pictures."

“I go up to the lich and try to pick
its pocket."

“Geez, what an ugly [insert character
class name]."

“That door wasn’t trapped the last
time we were here."

“The minotaur’s got me in a bearhug?
Great! I cast my flame strike on
it.

“Brak? That’s a stupid name for a
barbarian."

“A wizard, huh? I throw my drink
at him.”

“I don’t need to read the instructions."

“It’s a troll. So what?”

“This looks like a good place to set
up camp.”

“I open the door and rush forward
with my spear set in a charge."

“I don’t care. I won’t retreat no
matter how big or powerful an
opponent is."

“They’ll never find me here."

“Does a 3 save?”

“Push the red button first, then
the blue one. No, wait —”

“We’ll go in. We can handle anything!”

“What do you suppose that rushing
noise is?”

“Oh no, not again."

“Nothing ever happens on the first
level."

“Shh! There it is again.”

“Naw, the DM won’t hit us with
anything till we get to the dungeon."

“If the merchant doesn’t like it, I’ll
just run him through. I’ll kill his
guards, too.”

“I don’t need any help.”

“I’ve never seen a ballista before.
What’s it do?”

“Hey, in there! Come on out and
fight!”

“Giants: The bigger they are, the
harder they fall.”

“I’m a cleric. I can turn all undead."

“What luck: a demon prince! If we
kill him, we get a horde of treasure
and experience points."

“Oh, we won’t die. The DM won’t
let us."’

“It looks like some kind of mold.”

"I’ve got a bad feeling about this."

“They’re just kobolds."




JANUARY 1988