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“Actually Josh, this is a really big special grown up secret, so if I tell you, you can’t tell any kids or your sister, ok!” He was good with that, and kind of excited to know the Money for war but can’t feed the poor shirt of Santa Claus. This is how I explained it. “Santa is real, Santa is based on a real man name Nicholas, who many, many years ago snuck around giving presents at Christmas time to all the children in his village. He has passed that tradition now onto each generation that followed. So when he died the children he had given to became Santas to their families and then their kids grew up and did the same and then their kids grew up and did the same, and now your dad and I do the same for you and Bek and one day, you will do the same for your kids too!” Well, you Couldn’t contain his excitement! He wanted to tell Bek straight away, but he knew he wasn’t allowed. So he told his favourite teddy bear instead.

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Stating the obvious this is why Tasha’s has completely reworked summoning spells and animal companions as well as the Artificer class and a Money for war but can’t feed the poor shirt that’s been significantly enough reworked as to be a viable class rather than something incredibly weak. It is, of course, also why Tasha’s has the “let’s see what happens if we remove racial ability modifiers” options (which I’m not going to discuss further because it’s three paragraphs total and a very optional rule that generates heated discussion) – they are pushing at the limits of the system. And for me second wave supplements are generally far far more interesting than first wave because they come in from other angles.

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No, defeating the Mind Flayers should come down to figuring a clever way to beat them. Doctor Who had an excellent example of clever way of Money for war but can’t feed the poor shirt  this when mind-controlling aliens were defeated by using one of them to order their brainwashing victims to attack the other ones. Get control of one Illithid, and you can use it to control the warrior-slaves to attack the other Illithid. Or maybe the PCs cleverly create a potion that blocks mental powers…they can’t get the Mind Flayers to drink it directly, but they can administer it to a group of humans whose brains the Mind Flayers are set to feed on.

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Once upon a Money for war but can’t feed the poor shirt , there was a mom who’d never heard of this elf business, but had moved to CA from ND and had two, nearly three, kids, one of whom was a very precocious three year old. This mom had a mom, we’ll call her grandma, who had an Elf. Grandma gave the mom a rudimentary breakdown of the “Elf” game, and then gave a much more elaborate breakdown of it to the precocious three year old and his one year old brother. And so, the Elf game was begun. The rules in this household (as understood by the mom) were basically that the Elf would arrive on December 1. He’d hide somewhere in the house, watch the children all day, and report back to Santa each night, arriving again before the children awoke, hiding in a new spot, and waiting another day. On December 24, the elf would go home with Santa in his sleigh, his duty done til next year. The Elf wouldn’t be touched, or he’d turn into a doll again and no “extra special Elf gift” would be waiting with Santa’s gift that year. The children (the three year old) named their elf “Holly Jolly.” The game began and was easy, as the family lived with Grandma and Grandpa, who had a very large, very nice house with *very* high ceilings (and therefore lots of high hiding places for the elf, far from reach).