Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34830139-20180319232857/@comment-30700719-20180505032844

I look down at the mushroom, then nod and think to myself. ''No-one else in the party can afford to go stepping on random mushrooms. Who knows, this might be some kind of portal to Wonderland, in plain sight to trap curious travelers. Or stupid ones, like me.'' I flick out the cylinder of my revolver, tossing a cartridge onto the thing. ''It could be rigged to only activate when something living steps on it, or a sentient being that doesn't necessarily have to be livi-nah. There's no Automatons or Wights in Wonderland. Maybe just a living creature above a certain weight, to prevent it from being fooled by a rock. Or a .45 round.'' I look around. "Hey! Any Wererabbits around here?"