Granny Brutal

Ok, this one came up while Jeff, Tyler, and Brandon were getting ready for some D&D. Jeff brought up how he wanted to have a gaming store that doubled as a craft store. Brandon pictured the 2 groups joining together for a game...

"Ok now who here is the healer?"

A muscular man wearing a leather jacket, tattoos on his arms, and countless piercing speaks up, "Thats me, I'm playing a female elven cleric for the party"

"Oook, now who's the tank?"

"That would be me deary." speaks up an elderly woman in the middle of knitting a lovely baby blue sweater, "I'll be playing a half-orc fighter named Bonecrusher, my how awfully exciting this is!"

"fine...ok lets get started! You encounter a group of goblins-"

"I CHARGE IN, AND SQUISH THE LITTLE BUGGERS BENEATH MY +1 GREAT CLUB AND MY FOOT, THEN PULL THEIR LIMBS OUT FROM UNDERNEATH MY WEAPON AND THROW THEM AT THE REMAINDER! THAT SHOULD SCARE THE BEASTS AWAY!"

The DM and Cleric both huddle away from the supposed sweet old granny.