I know you just bought this house two months ago, but that ain’t a septic tank, that’s a pipe leading straight into the underdark. Do you want svirfneblins climbing outta your toilet? You gotta get a sewer hookup. I know this is just how they did it back when the house was built, but that ain’t how it works these days. It was out of code then, and it’s out of code now. I’m gonna be back in a tenday, and I really don’t wanna have to fine you. I’m gonna leave you the Adventurer’s Guild’s business card, they got a department specifically for this kinda high risk plumbing.

I think it’s not just how much gold one has, but whether it can be categorized as a “horde.” You may only have a small amount of gold coins, but if you leave them in a messy–but not too messy–pile, you could end up with a small dragon sleeping on top of it.

This sounds like a Discworld plot invoking relatable 21st century Roundworld problems like absentee landlords and lack of housing.

God, I wish Terry Pratchett hadn’t died so soon.

These stereotypes about the undead are offensive. As soon as we move in anywhere, the local villagers start saying we ruined the place. Shambling through a haunted castle is a lifestyle as valid as any other.

Playing Planescape: Torment is how I learned most of the bureaucracy of at least some parts/planes of D&D because there is a conversation between a demon and a devil at a bar where they are arguing over some mundane aspects of the governments in hell/the abyss and they go into extreme detail about various shit.

These sound like great prompts for an Acquisitions Incorporated game, or maybe something set in Discworld

I back Vaesen on Kickstarter and this would be prefect for that.

“Look, you got a large body of water on your property that isn’t fenced in. If a women falls in their and dies, we’re looking at a Rusalka moving in. Here’s your order to fence in pond.”