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From the Hook by the Back Door of the Broken Die Inn If you see a squirrel watching you from the rafters, don’t worry. It’s probably just checking your credentials. This low profile cap bears the simple mark of the wild: “Druid”, stitched clean and clear, accompanied by a squirrel who knows more than it…
From the Hat Peg by the Hearth at the Broken Die Inn You can always tell a wizard by the scorch marks… or by the confidence with which they wear their spell of choice. This cap bears the image of a wizard mid-cast, loosing a fireball with the kind of certainty that says “I didn’t…
From the Broken Bench Outside the Broken Die Inn Some folk talk things through. Some folk journal. And some folk grab the nearest problem and hit it until they feel better. This “Barbarian: Therapy? No Thanks. I’ve Got RAGE!” shirt is for that last sort. Worn by warriors who process emotions at full volume, this…
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 Coat Rack Near the Back Door of the Broken Die Inn A good rogue knows two things: stay warm, and don’t draw attention — at least not until it’s useful. This Rogue’s Watchcap is favored by scouts, cutpurses, and quietly competent troublemakers who prefer their gear simple, reliable, and easy to blend in….
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 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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