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From the Quiet Corner of the Broken Die Inn (Where the Wildlife Listens) Some folk hear chittering and see chaos. A druid hears warnings, gossip, and the exact location of the best acorns in town. This “Druid — Yes, I Am Fluent in Squirrel” sweatshirt is worn by those who understand the wild has a…
From the Bench Near the Hearth (Where the Squirrels Keep Staring) You’d be surprised how much a squirrel has to say — if you know how to listen. This “Druid: Yes, I Am Fluent in Squirrel” hooded garment is worn by those who walk softly, listen carefully, and absolutely understand why that squirrel is judging…
From the Bench Near the Hearth (Where the Squirrels Keep Staring) You’d be surprised how much a squirrel has to say — if you know how to listen. This “Druid: Yes, I Am Fluent in Squirrel” hooded garment is worn by those who walk softly, listen carefully, and absolutely understand why that squirrel is judging…
From the Hearth of the Broken Die Inn Every rogue needs a good cloak. Some just happen to look suspiciously like modern streetwear. This “Rogue, Min-Maxed for Mischief” hooded garment is a favorite among cutpurses, scouts, and those who insist their build is perfectly balanced despite what the rest of the party says. Soft on…
From the Hearth of the Broken Die Inn Every rogue needs a good cloak. Some just happen to look suspiciously like modern streetwear. This “Rogue, Min-Maxed for Mischief” hooded garment is a favorite among cutpurses, scouts, and those who insist their build is perfectly balanced despite what the rest of the party says. Soft on…
From the Counter of the Broken Die Inn If you see a hooded figure slip out the door at dawn with one of these in hand, don’t ask questions. They’ve already checked your pockets. This “Rogue, Min-Maxed for Mischief” travel mug is favored by scouts, spies, lockpickers, and anyone who believes preparation is just another…
From The Broken Die Inn Common Room You wouldn’t believe how many secrets a squirrel knows. Over the years I’ve seen more than a few leaf-cloaked wanderers stroll into the Broken Die Inn, pockets full of acorns, whispering to things that most folk would just shoo away. Every single one of them swears the same…
From The Broken Die Inn Common Room You wouldn’t believe how many secrets a squirrel knows. Over the years I’ve seen more than a few leaf-cloaked wanderers stroll into the Broken Die Inn, pockets full of acorns, whispering to things that most folk would just shoo away. Every single one of them swears the same…
From the Road Rack at the Broken Die Inn I’ve seen brave souls survive dragons, dungeons, and dice that hated them from the start — then collapse because they forgot to drink water. This “Crit Happens” hydration flask is for adventurers who plan ahead, even when fate doesn’t. Built of double-walled steel and sealed tight,…
From the Morning Bar of the Broken Die Inn Some days start calm.Some start loud.And some start with a roll so bad you need something bright just to soften the blow. This “Crit Happens” tavern mug carries its warning loud and clear, trimmed in bold color along the rim, handle, and inside — a little…
From the Bar of the Broken Die Inn Some mornings begin with promise.Some begin with regret.And some begin with the clear understanding that the dice have already made up their mind. This “Crit Happens” tavern mug is for those mornings. Crafted of sturdy ceramic and built for daily use, it’s the mug Bear keeps close…
From the Laundry Line Behind the Broken Die Inn Every adventurer learns it sooner or later. You plan.You prepare.You roll with confidence. …and then the dice laugh. This “Crit Happens” shirt is for those moments — when fate turns sideways and all you can do is own it. Worn by Dungeon Masters, dice goblins, and…
From the Laundry Line Behind the Broken Die Inn Every adventurer learns it sooner or later. You plan.You prepare.You roll with confidence. …and then the dice laugh. This “Crit Happens” shirt is for those moments — when fate turns sideways and all you can do is own it. Worn by Dungeon Masters, dice goblins, and…
From the Mirror Behind the Bar at the Broken Die Inn Some days you dress for battle.Some days you dress for comfort.And some days you dress knowing full well the dice are going to betray you — but you’ll look good anyway. This “Crit Happens” fitted baby tee is for adventurers who roll with confidence,…
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