Each one has 6 nails in addition to the one nailed into the wood. The challenge doesn’t say anything about not using a seventh nail that does touch the wood.

Assuming Batman is another PC, it could be that player overestimating. And also being as uncreative af because Batman’s backstory is a standard part of the Junior Edgelord Unhappy Meal character design package.

Umm, congratulations on your inheritance of a run down haunted mansion?

Rules nerd nitpickery: If this is for D&D, scaling spells to caster level is a Third Edition mechanic and was done away with for 5e due to balance issues with the new system. Also that’s clearly a conjuration spell; abjuration is protective or purification type magic.

Not that this really matters for a “summon giant salad” spell but OCD demands and such.

As a tall person I can confirm that using a short girlfriend’s head as an elbow rest is a gesture of affection. I also do this with platonic friends, to mixed results. My favorite recollection is walking up to a college friend on campus who was talking to someone else, she introduced me and I did the armrest thing while joining the conversation. After a minute the other person said “Um, are you gonna…” And my friend said “Nah, he’ll get bored with it eventually and I’m used to it. I have a lot of tall friends.”

Am I the only one that thinks the DM was inspired by a character from the webcomic Saffron and Sage? The moth girl there doesn’t have the marriage custom but does immediately crush on the himbo pyromancer.

The only thing that little fence will accomplish is guaranteeing that when the inevitable cat to tree contact occurs it will be at speed and above the tree’s center of gravity. Those furballs can jump.

Isn’t the cleric supposed to have the best wisdom score in the party?

I got the impression they did a bit more than cuddle.

Love this comic, as always. Though I do wonder where Angela’s shield went between panels 4 and 8.

It’s literally scripted from a D&D game the creator plays.

Sounds kind of mild compared to things my roommate has heard me shouting in one bad accent or another.

What makes this actually bad is when the players doing it are nonproficient with low wisdom scores.

If I were a player in this game I actually would be worried. The DM doesn’t seem to have a clue how to make a balanced encounter and after this is likely to just look up random Monster Manual entries of a CR six levels higher than the party or throw so many weak ones at the party that the action economy makes it impossible to survive.

While I am completely unfamiliar with the system, this information make me want to actively avoid it. Options and details are great up to a point, but past that point it’s just adding more stuff for the sake of having more stuff. And if your selling point is “look at this unironically ridiculous and pointless amount of stuff” then I question your priorities and quality standards.

On one hand, our own history of interactions between foreign and technologically disparate societies would support this kid’s reasoning. On the other hand, said history could possibly explain why no advanced alien race wants to introduce themselves to the violent savages on this planet.

And if you think about it, those two possibilities are not necessarily mutually exclusive.

So somebody took a Nick Cage bit about an AK-47 and changed out some words for a “mech” named after a WWII tank. Not only does it sound like garbled nonsense from someone who lacks a single creative bone in their body but it makes me pity anybody subjected to such a half-assed slapdash of a setting.

I know DMs who think everything is better if it’s homebrew and their games all suck.

I also endorse Pointy Hat and his content. It’s on YouTube, and he’s also recently been streaming multihour world building sessions on Twitch (I think on Saturdays). Lots of good stuff, presented in an entertaining way.

Any result over 10 is better than “average” and means a typical person would more likely not notice someone with a 14. Such a result would be more like just a bit of armored elbow poking out from behind the tree. As the image shows, you may as well be saying that Formula One cars are slow because fighter jets exist.