See, I mostly treat the mailbox like my email spam filter. If I'm expecting something, I'll check it, but otherwise all the spam can sit and rot.
Well festering in that mess, unbeknownst to me, was a frightening Mini Manor!
I already love it just for that, but what the heck, let's open it up and see what crawls out.
What can I say, I'm an adventurer at heart.
It starts with a tankard smashing the left side of a skull. Now, I had the same question all of you probably do. Was the attacker left-handed or right-handed?
I won't give away the adventure but suffice it to say, if your fiancé's wedding dress is Lady Bolovo designed, you might want to reconsider your priorities.
More horrifying than the adventure is if you take random encounter #1 and combine it with random encounter #5. Do eels like sausage?