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I think it would be lame to enter an AI image in the Pumpkin Spice contest, but I was thinking of working on this Monster, but never go around to making its statblock:

Yes she did.

If so, why wouldn't you just make up that sentence or two? Are you trying to test it "as written" or something? I would expect their approach to be to poke around each cave entrance, where the DM can give hints about what might be in there. I don't think that they are expected to randomly pick...

I also enjoyed the film (and thought he was good in it) in spite of being nearly unable to stomach Sandler. He's just so regularly insufferable.

When we started this thread, so many pages (and a few years) ago, the AI had no idea what a Griffon was. But it does them fairly well, now. Here's a pretty one:

World's Fastest Griffon:

And I read your synopsis (thanks for that) but apparently I forgot that you mentioned it!

Team Lake "Whye do yhu brringz zsa Ouhtcasst here? He duhz not belongh." demanded the Lizardfolk Chief. He appeared willing to parlay, but the circumstances of their arrival put him on edge. Even more than him, who stood mostly calmly, as if a fight would please him every bit as much as a...

Team Lake We've slowed down a bit, so I think we may need to discuss what you all mean to achieve here. You appear to be making peace with the Lizardfolk, which is okay, if that's what you want to do, but Guldred (the Outcast) specifically was hoping that you would stage a Coup for him and...

Team Infiltrate Stryke and Copper followed Terrin's dancing lights as they bobbed their way toward the south west, but they were behind the lights, keeping to the shadows cast by the lumps and waves in the black rock walls. Meanwhile, Lorent set an illusion of himself, poorly hiding along the...

TEAM CAVES Encounter: Dig-Site Time: ~17:35 on 4 Tarsakh 1483DR Begin Round Five

Team Caves Merick knocked the held houndsman down and moved to cover the corner of the tunnel, lest the mercenary with the crossbow came forward once more, but Shamal, acting strangely since they had rested, would have none of it. He severed the unconscious man's head in a grizzly gesture and...

That's a good point.

I'm a little salty that the pumpkin spice contest got TWO offers of actual prizes, where this is far more work for the winner! (Don't get Mr wrong, I love the pumpkin spice contest).

You should compete! I'll try to point it out to you in time next year.