Welcome back, adventurers! We’re in our third year of our debaucherous tale, which technically makes this a trilogy!

You all began your epic quest two years ago learning the magic of rolling math rocks and taking shots. Nary did a hasher uncover any plot other than yeeting d20’s and gobbling those XPs. Last year, you drunkenly stumbled on the insidious shenanigans of that Undead Bitch Phil and their henchmen where you ultimately vanquished Phil by using your heads…over and over. Now, you will take the first steps to bringing the fight to Phil’s masters.

But who are they? And more importantly, where? Those are stupid questions for stupid people because you know that’s never stopped the pack from walking in a direction with a misplaced sense of purpose. What we do know is, you will be leaving the safety of the Convention Center to veer and sway forth and maybe step foot into the wild lands of Malortdor!