A magic conch that can be pulled when you’re stuck, but the dm (i think that’s the term) has to voice it and give hints in the most irritated way possible.
I miss the days when all I had to be scared of at work was TB and MRSA.
We actually saw a rise in TB locally over the last year and a half which I think is honestly telling (or portending might be an appropriately more ominous word) of how seriously people take COVID and where we’re going to go from here on out


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