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Season 3 opened with a murder over yogurt. Lumos the Spark, a corgi-obsessed high elf, was pulled into The Void to settle a score with Ferndell Ironwind, the dwarf wizard who kept stealing her yogurt from the office fridge in another dimension. They fought over an endless abyss, then in a lava hellscape. Along the way she healed him, he accidentally cured her eyesight, and they both played tag with the Grandmaster. The match lived up to its title: they really did try to kill each other with kindness, right up until Ferndell’s mom showed up.

The Story

Chinchillas and Taxes

The season began in the damp, steamy halls of The Dread Fortress, where pictures of the Grandmaster hung on every wall. In her throne room sat only The Arbiter, hunched over a desk piled with paperwork. He was chained at the wrists and ankles, still paying for his failed attempt to overthrow the Grandmaster. Instead of his usual black robes he wore plain cloth clothes and a pair of spectacles. He was not enjoying himself. “This makes no fucking sense,” he muttered. “Who needs this many chinchillas?”

The Grandmaster had slept in until 9 PM on a Sunday. She burst through the doors with such a flourish that the gust blew every paper off his desk. The receipts were tax deductible, she reminded him, and they had to be documented properly this time. They had already filed for an extension three times and could not afford another visit from the IRS. As for the Chinchillas, she had bought 203 of them for a good reason: “if you want to keep goblins happy, you have to have chinchillas.” Each of the Goblins gets exactly one. If anyone got two, the rest would get jealous, and then everyone would need two, and then there would be an uprising.

Paying for all those chinchillas would take a Deathmatch. Arranging one was, the Grandmaster noted, “one of the responsibilities I gave you.” The Arbiter fumbled through his papers (“You remembered, right?” “Yeah, of course I did”), clapped, and tore open a portal in time and space.

The Yogurt Feud

Out stepped Lumos the Spark. She was a high elf who had spent so much time with the fae folk, who ride corgis, that she had become “questionably way too much into corgis.” She admitted there wasn’t much else to her personality, and she was here for revenge. In another dimension, she explained, she and her opponent were office workers, and he kept stealing the yogurt she brought in. “I think it’d be better if he was just dead.” The Arbiter approved: “A true villain after my own heart.”

Ferndell Ironwind, a dwarf wizard, confirmed it. They worked in an office of bounty hunters, and he wanted to be its highest earner. Lumos was his only competition. Lumos, who is lactose intolerant, special-ordered her yogurt: strawberry, Greek, expensive and high in protein, “because, you know, bounty hunting, murdering people.” Then came the twist. Ferndell had never eaten any of it. “I opened it and I took the spoon, just threw everything in the trash can.” His reason: “I’m not supporting big yogurt here.”

The Grandmaster was delighted by “the pettiness that I am loving.” She made her choice of arena: “Take them… To nowhere.”

Into Nowhere

The arena of nowhere was one of the Grandmaster’s “favorite little getaways.” It was a set of safe pathways over a bottomless abyss, with a roaring fire in the middle because “the void out here is rather chilly.” Three runes served as teleporters to unknown and possibly unsafe places. Anyone who stepped on one would take everyone else along. High above, the Acolytes rained down confetti, hot dogs and slushies on the champions’ arena, and the mess poured into the void in waterfalls of goop and trash. “I give you an arena of nowhere,” the Grandmaster declared, “but an audience of everyone.”

Before the first blow, the Acolytes demanded chaos. A rumble sent rats fleeing from the walls, and a giant hamster ball dropped from nowhere. The Grandmaster revised it on the spot, and it became all 203 chinchillas stampeding at the champions like wildebeest. Lumos struggled to find the right part of her character sheet (“If you had told me I had to read, I would have just been like, you know what? He could take the yogurt”). Both champions were trampled anyway, because they were too busy glaring at each other to notice. First blood went to the chinchillas.

Kindness as a Weapon

Lumos’s flying corgi, Maximus, was too friendly to chase chinchillas, so he gently herded the stampede away from her and toward Ferndell. Ferndell crouched down to give the herd “a TED Talk, but for chinchillas” and turn them on Lumos. The lead chinchilla, smoking a cigarette, wasn’t moved: “Sorry, there’s nothing I can do about it. You know, union rules.” The herd trampled him once more and ran off to rejoin their goblin owners.

Ferndell shielded himself and tried to blind and deafen Lumos. She shrugged it off, and the Arbiter ruled her immune to both for the rest of the match. “I got LASIK through your action,” she said, thrilled about the savings on contacts. It was, the Grandmaster observed, “incredibly kind, incredibly unexpected.”

At the end of the round, the Arbiter’s roll came up a 2. “It’s these chains, Grandmaster… I just don’t have the wrist action I used to.” As if on cue, Doug the Pug appeared on his fancy cushion beside the throne. He gave Maximus a nod of respect from one dog to another, rolled his plushie d20, and got a 13. The Arbiter complained that Doug wasn’t in chains. The Grandmaster pointed out that Doug wore a collar and didn’t even have thumbs.

Next the Arbiter snapped, and the Box of Chaos dropped into the middle of the map. Its lid flipped open on a column of yellow, purple and pink flame, and a ring of fire made it dangerous to reach. The Acolytes chanted both names, and each champion received a hero point (“Think of them as your Red Bull”). Lumos then hatched a plot. She would heal Ferndell, mostly so everyone would say how nice she was. “You’re lifting him up so you can tear him down,” the Grandmaster noted. Ferndell took the healing gratefully: “Now it’s an even playing field. And I’m ready to murder you.” She promptly burned him with radiant light, “kind of like a bad sunburn,” and offered him some aloe.

Ferndell slowed Lumos, Maximus and four stray chinchillas to a crawl, because “This is my box.” Lumos warned that if he messed with the dog, “I am gonna John Wick your ass so bad.” The Grandmaster mostly noticed that fluffy creatures running in slow motion were very cute. Then Ferndell teleported straight past the ring of fire and into the box.

Gerald’s Deal

Shadowy hands crept from the lid, followed by a head with glowing yellow eyes. “Who the fuck are you?” asked Gerald. “I am Ferndale, the Yogurt Stealer,” Ferndell answered. Gerald wanted to know whether that was a real title or whether he was just making that shit up. Ferndell offered his precious hero point in trade. The Grandmaster rose from her throne and insisted Gerald give him two items for it. Gerald snapped back, “Don’t tell me how to be a box of chaos,” but he coughed up two anyway, things he “had laying around.”

The first was the Fulminating Treatise, a crackling spellbook stocked with Fireball, Wall of Force and more. The second was a sentient greatsword with a mind of its own, which Ferndell recognized as “Hazuron.” The Arbiter called it “a very good use of a hero point… Might be one of the better ones I’ve ever seen.” He then rolled an 8 for the round, and Doug answered with a 10, curly tail held high. “Fuck, Doug.”

Into the Hellscape

Lumos considered sending Maximus flying across the abyss to the box with one of her cute, cracked-heeled boots as an offering. She thought better of it. Between turns she told the full story: she had caught Ferndell in the break room holding the spoon and told a coworker, “oh my god i’m so mad i could kill him.” She hadn’t expected him to be quite so willing to be killed. She shook off the slow and celebrated with some downward dog with her dog. Ferndell hit her with a Fireball from his new book, but she was unbothered: “Global warming is still happening in our dimension. I was plenty warm.”

Then Ferndell teleported onto the top rune. The whole room warped and stretched, and both champions were flung into a hellscape of lava rivers meeting at a molten pool, with a flaming altar raised above it. “I don’t know if you all know this,” the Grandmaster offered, “lava is hot.” There was a brief pause while the Arbiter went to the bathroom, which takes a while in chains.

Tag, You’re It

Ferndell wanted to charm Maximus. The spell only works on people, so the Grandmaster asked whether the dog sleeps in the bed with his head on the pillow. He does. “I would argue that’s humanoid enough.” The charm took hold, and Ferndell sealed it with a bribe: a bag of the best cheese in all dimensions. Maximus bit his owner. “It’s really not the teeth that hurt,” said the Arbiter. “It’s the betrayal.” To twist the knife, Ferndell ate another of Lumos’s stolen yogurts in front of her, hated it, and spat it out.

Chaos struck twice in a row. First a brightly colored donkey piñata appeared, hovering above the meeting of the lava rivers. Then the Grandmaster spread her wings, floated down between the champions and opened her arms. “Can we just hug?” Lumos asked, because it had been a long day. Ferndell reached the Grandmaster first. She wrapped him up, whispered “You’re it,” and flew away, leaving a burning number 4 on his chest. Ferndell apologized and tagged Lumos. She hugged him back, smiling, and whispered, “you just lost the game.” A 3 seared into her skin. Whatever the countdown was meant to do, it never got the chance.

Lumos had had enough of anyone who “touches my dog and casts a spell against me.” She raised a Wall of Fire straight through Ferndell and the piñata, scorching him badly and turning the ceiling and ground red with heat. The piñata cracked open and spilled melting Twinkies, two Tootsie Rolls and a Werther’s. Lumos pocketed the Werther’s and hurled a Tootsie Roll at Ferndell’s charred face, but she fumbled it completely. The candy was still on fire, stuck to her hand and burned her. It was, the Grandmaster said, like trying to storm out angrily and catching your belt on the door.

Mom

Lumos stomped around in the ash and accidentally kicked a perfect Twinkie straight to Ferndell, who ate it. He moonwalked back thirty feet with style and cast Phantasmal Killer. Lumos’s deepest fear took shape as Ferndell’s mom: a sweet grandmotherly lady in a white and pink apron with cookies fresh from the oven, now deadly and murderous. Her opening move was a cookie so burnt “it’s honestly a shuriken at this point.” Lumos sank down clutching her chest, wondering whether she had left a good legacy.

The Grandmaster stood to rally her: “You show mom who’s boss.” Lumos spent her hero point to act twice. She healed herself (“Finally, I stopped bleeding when I cough”) and ate the Werther’s. Ferndell offered to look after her dog when she died. “Never talk to me or my son,” she replied. With the last of her strength she summoned a Fireball, and Ferndell took half, leaving both of them badly hurt: “All for yogurt.” With her final bit of magic she tried to make them friends, “I just, I want us to die friends,” and Ferndell refused. “You support big yogurt and I don’t support big yogurt.”

Mom appeared one last time, and Lumos fell to her knees, dying. “I should have been a better person! Why am I so fucking petty?” she cried, adding that no yogurt is worth dying over. She left everything to Maximus, “the world’s first quadrillionaire dog,” who would open a shelter for other dogs with Doug’s help. The Grandmaster confirmed Doug would volunteer there every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday. Lumos got one last kiss on the cheek from her corgi. The Grandmaster told her to close her eyes, knowing her legacy would live on through Maximus. The Arbiter then dragged her away by the ankle, her head going “pop, pop, pop” all the way to the rune.

Down With Big Yogurt

Ferndell’s mother said “kisses” and vanished. The Grandmaster came down to hug the winner, having completely forgotten about tag. She told him he had made her, the Acolytes and his mother very proud, and reminded him to show up for dinner on Friday. Ferndell slipped yogurt from a little local brand into her pockets, and she approved. She raised him up to the Acolytes and made a proclamation: the Dread Fortress arena would use only local yogurt vendors, and the Arbiter would handle the contracts. Blue raspberry slushies rained down, and children waved their t-shirts for his autograph.

Dried Blood

Revived for the after-show interview, Lumos took her death gracefully: “It was well deserved. I was an asshole.” She admitted she could have used another fridge or simply asked him. She used to print notes asking the thief to stop, and Ferndell had answered them with smiley faces. Maximus, the Grandmaster declared, was on track to become “a small dog deity of his own,” and Ferndell said Lumos “did not die in vain whatsoever.” Lumos realized she had sat on quadrillions without funding a single nonprofit, and the others concluded she could have been Big Yogurt herself. Her parting warning was that anger will kill you, “And the only thing left from you will be yogurt.” When Lumos suggested Ferndell might need help with taxes, the Arbiter said, “Get in line,” and the Grandmaster made it official that the IRS is part of their world.

Notable Moments

  • The Arbiter opened the season in chains and spectacles, doing the Grandmaster’s taxes on 203 chinchillas bought to stop a goblin uprising.
  • The chinchilla stampede drew first blood, and the lead chinchilla refused to switch sides, citing union rules.
  • Ferndell traded his hero point to Gerald, and the Grandmaster bullied the box into paying out two items.
  • Maximus was ruled “humanoid enough” to charm because he sleeps with his head on the pillow, then bit his owner for cheese.
  • A chaos-event hug from the Grandmaster turned into a game of tag that everyone forgot about.
  • Ferndell’s sweet, cookie-baking mother killed Lumos, who left her fortune to the world’s first quadrillionaire dog.

Memorable Quotes

  • The Arbiter: “It’s not really about the yogurt. It’s the principle of the yogurt, what the yogurt represents.”
  • Ferndell Ironwind: “I didn’t even eat your yogurt. I opened it and I took the spoon, just threw everything in the trash can.”
  • Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer: “My dear champions, I give you an arena of nowhere, but an audience of everyone.”
  • Lumos the Spark: “I got LASIK through your action.”
  • Gerald: “Hey, I don’t tell you how to do whatever it is you’re doing. Don’t tell me how to be a box of chaos.”
  • The Arbiter: “It’s really not the teeth that hurt. It’s the betrayal.”

Lumos the Spark: “I should have been a better person! Why am I so fucking petty? Literally, pettiness is the death of me.”

Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer: “Down with big yogurt companies. Down with big yogurt.”

Who and What Appears

Characters

Lumos the Spark (Lumos’s player).

  • A high elf, obsessed with corgis from time spent with “the faith [fae?] folk,” who ride corgis.
  • She owns Maximus, a corgi who can fly.
  • In another dimension she is an office worker and bounty hunter, a rival of Ferndell, and very wealthy (“quadrillion” dollars, per her will and Dried Blood).
  • Lactose intolerant; her yogurt is special-order strawberry Greek, high in protein. She has cute boots in her favorite color (one heel cracked).
  • Spells this episode: Healing Word, Word of Radiance, Wall of Fire, Fireball, a self-heal via hero point, Fast Friends. She carries a mace and has Daylight, Cure Wounds, Mass Healing Word and Mass Cure Wounds on her sheet.
  • Immune to blindness and deafness for the rest of the match after saving vs Ferndell (“LASIK”).
  • Died to Phantasmal Killer (Ferndell’s mom). She left everything to Maximus, and was revived for Dried Blood.

Ferndell Ironwind (Ferndell’s player).

  • A dwarf wizard and bounty hunter in the office dimension. He wants to be the highest-earning bounty hunter there.
  • Steals Lumos’s yogurts and throws them out uneaten; he’s “not supporting big yogurt.” He self-titled “the Yogurt Stealer” for Gerald.
  • Spells this episode: shield, Blindness/Deafness, Slow, Misty Step, Charm Person (on Maximus), Fireball (from the Treatise), Phantasmal Killer at 5th level.
  • First champion ever to sacrifice a hero point to the Box of Chaos. He received the Fulminating Treatise and a sentient greatsword (likely Hazirawn).
  • His mother is a nice cookie-baking, grandmotherly lady in a white and pink apron, as his Phantasmal Killer made her murderous. She sent “kisses,” and expects him at dinner on Friday (per the GM).
  • Winner; he slipped local yogurt into the Grandmaster’s pockets.

Maximus, Lumos’s corgi.

  • Can fly. Sleeps in her bed with his head on the pillow, so he’s ruled “humanoid enough” for Charm Person. Has +2 Wisdom (“a smart dog,” “a good boy”).
  • He likes cheese. Charmed and bribed, he bit Lumos.
  • Inherits her fortune as “the world’s first quadrillionaire dog” and opens a dog shelter, run with Doug’s help.
  • Caustic Phoenix in Dried Blood: “a small dog deity of his own.”

Doug the Pug (“our pug”).

  • Sits on a fancy cushion by the Grandmaster’s throne and wears a collar. He rolls a plushie D20 after the Arbiter’s end-of-round rolls (13, 10) and beats him both times.
  • Exchanged a respectful nod with Maximus. Volunteers at Maximus’s shelter Mon/Wed/Fri/Sun.

The Arbiter (Mudcat).

  • Chained at wrists and ankles, in plain cloth clothes and spectacles instead of his black robes, doing the Grandmaster’s paperwork and taxes. The chains are blamed for his bad rolls and slow bathroom trips. Why he’s chained is not explained in this episode.
  • Says Ferndell’s hero-point deal “might be one of the better ones I’ve ever seen.” Carried Lumos off by the ankle. Charged with the local-yogurt vendor contracts.

Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer (Caustic Phoenix).

  • Sleeps in to 9 PM on Sundays.
  • Bought 203 chinchillas, one per goblin, to prevent a goblin uprising.
  • Fears the IRS, has filed for extensions three times, and claims to be “illiterate” / bad at math.
  • Overruled Gerald to double Ferndell’s reward. Played tag through a chaos-event hug (“You’re it”). Gave Lumos d4 inspiration.
  • Decreed that D20 Deathmatch and the Dread Fortress arena will only use local yogurt vendors.

Gerald, the Box of Chaos (Mudcat).

  • Shadowy hands, glowing yellow eyes, foul-mouthed. “Don’t tell me how to be a box of chaos.” He keeps items “laying around.”

The 203 chinchillas.

  • Bought for the goblins. They stampeded the arena, and their leader smokes a cigarette and cites “union rules.”
  • They left “to join their goblin owners.”

The goblins: owners of the chinchillas, prone to jealousy and uprisings.

Vegeta: a chat Acolyte who won a t-shirt (chat username).

Places

  • The Dread Fortress halls: damp walls, steam from the lava outside, pictures of the Grandmaster everywhere.
  • The Grandmaster’s throne room (Dread Fortress), with the Arbiter’s paperwork desk.
  • The arena of nowhere / Room to Nowhere: the GM’s “favorite little getaway.”
    • Safe paths over an endless abyss, with a central fire because “the void out here is rather chilly.”
    • Three teleport runes: random destination, and they take everyone with you. Crowd stands above.
  • The lava hellscape: lava rivers meeting at a “four corners” lava bed, and a flaming altar 15 ft up.
  • The office dimension: Lumos and Ferndell’s bounty-hunter office, with the break room and fridge.

Items

  • Fulminating Treatise: a crackling spellbook (Contingency, Fireball, Gust of Wind, Leomund’s Tiny Hut, Magic Missile, Thunderwave, Wall of Force), 3 charges.
  • Sentient greatsword (“Hazuron,” likely Hazirawn): +2, necrotic, detect charges, wounding.
  • The donkey piñata: Twinkies (melted), two Tootsie Rolls (one flaming), and a Werther’s.
  • Doug’s plushie D20 and fancy cushion.
  • Lumos’s cracked-heel boots. Ferndell’s bag of cheese treats. The local-brand yogurt in the GM’s pockets.

Lore statements

  • Goblins need chinchillas to stay happy, one each, or they get jealous and revolt.
  • The IRS exists in the Void’s world and has visited the Grandmaster before (Dried Blood: “made that official”).
  • The void beyond the arena is chilly.
  • The Box of Chaos’s fire gives off no heat.
  • Champions can come from other dimensions/timelines. Lumos says they’ve met “in another dimension” as office workers.
  • A hero point can be sacrificed to the Box of Chaos; this was the first time (Dried Blood).
  • Lumos was revived after death (Dried Blood).

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