The Party Attempts to Go to the Feywild

Tavern Owner: “The Land of the Fey is a dangerous place for novice adventurers such as yourselves! It takes YEARS of training and research to even understand a fraction of what happens there.”

Swashbuckler Rogue: “But what if we don’t have that kind of time?”

Tavern Owner (clearly annoyed): “Then MAKE IT!!”

[Tavern owner slams rag down on counter and huffs away to the back of the tavern]

Whispers Bard: “Well I’d say he wasn’t as friendly as we expected.”

Spores Druid: “What’d you expect from a Goliath who drinks all day at his job?”

Swashbuckler Rogue: “That’s rich coming from you – You literally seek out mushrooms in the hopes that they’ll give you some sort of impairment.”

Whispers Bard (under their breath): “And if they’re not careful, the next impairment will put ‘em six feet under.”

Spores Druid (angrily): “WHAT’D YOU SAY??”
Swashbuckler Rogue: “There’s no time for a fight! We’ll find another way to the Feywild.”