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Dungeon Of — Meat //free\\

Your sword is useless here. Your fireball will just make things delicious .

Who’s entering the Dungeon of Meat with me? 🍖🐉 dungeon of meat

The walls? The floors? Marbleized fat caps. The ceiling drips… au jus. Your sword is useless here

You wake up on cold, wet stone. The air smells like smoke, searing fat, and something sweet . This isn’t a normal dungeon. There are no goblins, no traps, no treasure chests filled with gold. dungeon of meat

Roll for initiative… and appetite.