#50: On the Hunt for the Liver
This is, actually, what the Egyptians would do. They'd take a hot poker, shove it up the nose, and stir around the brains, then yank everything out with a hook. Tasty!
Of course, they though the soul (and all intelligence) lived in the heart, so the brain was just that mass of grey refuse in the cranium.
Of course, they though the soul (and all intelligence) lived in the heart, so the brain was just that mass of grey refuse in the cranium.
When evil spreads across the land, and darkness rises and the monsters roam. When the creatures of the night make beautiful music, and the things that go bump in the night go bump with greater enthusiasm. When the world is in peril and is in need of a hero...
These guys are, sadly, the best the world can hope for. These are the adventures of the heroes of CVRPG. They mean well, they try hard, and occasionally they do the impossible...
They actually do something heroic.
