Low Cunning

No, I Wasn't The Idiot Who Forgot To Bring Torches Into This Dungeon And No, I Do Not Know The "Bright" Spell

Actually Yes, If You Must Know, I Do My Best Scrying Whilst Drunk

When I Said I’d Slay The Giant I Thought He’d Be Kind Of Big But Not, Like, A Towering Monolith Rising From The Earth What Might Touch The Gods Big

You Have My Hammer, Says The Town's Most Painfully Incompetent Blacksmith

There Is No Doubt In My Mind That We Will Find Riches, Not Traps, In This Eerily Reverberant Cave

Enemies Keep Dropping Gold And Useful Items Even Though They Don’t Anywhere To Store It And It Happens All The Time

Obviously If I Believed In The Witch’s Curse I Wouldn’t Have Talked Shit About Her Coven

Archers Are Such Little Bitches

A Horde Of Orcs Have Broken Through The Gates And I'm Looking To Boil Them Alive, Not Just Simmer Them

I’m Willing To Speak With Every Single Townsperson Just To Make Sure None Of Them Say Anything Remotely Useful

I Refuse To Believe This Multi-Level Dungeon Was Formed Naturally Over Several Eons Because There Are Fucking Stairs Between Floors