Reply to thread

Message

<blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4775063" data-attributes="member: 17691">Amongst my friends, we refer to that as &quot;mule shopping&quot;. The term originated in our all dwarf campaign, in which all situations were patiently approached and solved by typically dwarven means. When it came time to buy mules for instance, our characters spent hours of game time shopping around, interviewing mule breeders and trainers, researching mule pedigrees and subjecting prospective mules to a variety of &quot;dwarven&quot; stress tests.Then, after we'd settled on three fine specimens of muledom, our characters began shopping around for the worst mule we could find. Why the need for a bad mule? As a decoy of course! Our dwarves believed that our fine mules would likely attract predators and bandits who'd covet their fine mule flesh. Eventually we settled on a mangy, bucktoothed, cross-eyed mule upon which we draped a bright orange blanket and marched ten yards ahead of our &quot;real&quot; mules as a self propelled mule sacrifice. <img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/laugh.png"&nbsp; class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":lol:" title="Laughing&nbsp; &nbsp; :lol:" data-shortname=":lol:" /></blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ambrus, post: 4775063, member: 17691"] Amongst my friends, we refer to that as "mule shopping". The term originated in our all dwarf campaign, in which all situations were patiently approached and solved by typically dwarven means. When it came time to buy mules for instance, our characters spent hours of game time shopping around, interviewing mule breeders and trainers, researching mule pedigrees and subjecting prospective mules to a variety of "dwarven" stress tests. Then, after we'd settled on three fine specimens of muledom, our characters began shopping around for the [I]worst [/I]mule we could find. Why the need for a bad mule? As a decoy of course! Our dwarves believed that our fine mules would likely attract predators and bandits who'd covet their fine mule flesh. Eventually we settled on a mangy, bucktoothed, cross-eyed mule upon which we draped a bright orange blanket and marched ten yards ahead of our "real" mules as a self propelled mule sacrifice. :lol: [/QUOTE]

Verification