Encounter: “hiya fellas! Say, you reckon a first-level fighter could hook up wit your team to get a coupla good ol’ XP? Don’t worry, I can handle myself. Any gobbelins come up I’ll give em a taste o’ dis!” (waggles hammer menacingly) “or what are those other guys? Drows or something? Dark Elves, or I guess that ain’t politically correct no more. Boy I tell ya. I ain’t racist or nothing, but…”

Encounter: Ricky-Ricky Rubberbin, here to remind you that defeating the Dracoborg Hordes of Baron Murderserpent isn’t the only way you can help save the Prime Material Plane! Just remember the Three R’s:

  • Reduce: by capturing your enemies instead of killing them, you prevent their harmful acid blood from seeping into the ground and poisoning the land for threescore centuries!
  • Reuse: steal your slain enemies’ gear and put it to use–and not just their swords and axes! Strip their corpses and send their mantles and cloaks to the cities to give to beggars and vagrants, or better yet, flay the fallen and cure their hides to make useful leather items.
  • Recycle: damaged armor, used-up ioun stones, and sundered blades of destiny take hundreds of years to decay in landfills, and that’s assuming they don’t get scavenged and possessed by barrow-wights. Many cities and wizards’ abbeys offer safe, nature-friendly disposal-infernos for many magical and non-magical wasteproducts.

Item: Ring of Pee Pee Death; according to spells like Identify or similar magic-reading, it allows the wearer to cast a spell called “Pee Pee Death” at will. No one seems to have heard of the spell before, and as such are unsure exactly what it does, but I doubt you’re going to find anyone willing to be a test subject.