[DnD] Crusader (GFF D&D Adventure 2)

Motsognir had recently read a manuscript about the halfling gang that Iggy seemed to belong to, and did his best to explain their cultural nuances to the rest of the group in the hopes that the increased insight might make everyone's efforts a little simpler.

History check

There's nowhere I can't reach.

While the group walked, Motsognir fooled around with his armor. He wasn't quite used to it yet, and it chafed him in strange ways. He tugged the side of his mail for the umpteenth time, and a small puff of confetti shot into his beard. Apparently, this was no ordinary chainmail.

Store a Bloody Ending in my magic clothing

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

Motsognir stood behind Gabe, hands on his axe, menacing in his confetti.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Motsognir wraps his arms around Argumentus' leg and doesn't let go until he gets some of the money.

Motsognir stands there pleased, the happy recipient of the giant's leftover gold.

He was too happy to care where they went next, at least for the moment, and was content to lean against the wall in a quiet daze.

I was speaking idiomatically.