Fuck Cops but Bury Me In Roses

the "milkman" is a common figure in stories depicting a woman's infidelity and adulterous affair.

this implies that the ability to provide milk would both decrease the likelihood of a man abandoning his wife and children, as it would eliminate the need for leaving to get milk AND would secure that man's marriage, as his wife would have no need to seek milk from an extraneous source.

therefore, all men should produce milk, through various means such as:

- being a cow

- being an almond

- being a woman

- being a coconut

- being in the omegaverse

- being an oat

(list is exemplary and not finite)

"Tabletop advice! The rest of your group are full-fledged human beings with Thoughts and Ideas, and you can collaborate with them to have a better time together!"

"What about me? I play with a group consisting exclusively of abominable homunculi I fashioned from barbed wire and endowed with the spirits of spite demons who can only experience joy if they are actively tormenting me. I keep them in a trapdoor under the basement when we're not having sessions and so we never discuss the campaign out of game, either"

The second homunculus walked away from the party on session 1 with its character, The Eternal Wanderer, built to have no need to rest and be able to walk continuously in a straight line forever, even traversing oceans when needed. I am running out of map for them to walk on.

The THIRD homunculus has stacked up so many charisma buffs that they've become the leader of a fascist party and is mobilizing an increasingly radicalized nation to attack neighboring states.

Any suggestions on plot hooks to get the campaign back on track? We're running Icewind Dale: Rime of the Frostmaiden btw"