Crit Sandwich: A D&D Podcast
The gang has their final fights in this double decker campaign and show finale.
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The gang picks Mr. Mint.
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The gang throws down with Rainbow Bob and Sugar.
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The gang has a precarious fight with their rivals.
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The gang duels with the deceptive Lord Licorice.
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The gang gives Grandma Gooey some company.
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The gang searches for the Ginga Ninja.
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The gang learns the rules and duels with Mayor Gloppy.
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The gang explores a new reality.
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The gang answers your questions and has a very big announcement.
info_outlineStrahd's Theme
By Robbie (feat. Robbie's Wife)
Produced by Willis (ig: @wingedfew)
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Here is your reason to fright
I am the terror, who’s haunting your night
All it would take is a bite
Controlling a character, hidden from sight
Playing a game with your life
Deep in the darkness away from the light
A-B or C what’s your type?
Finding out soon, it’ll be your demise
My presence is ancient
The theme’s diabolical
With all of this patience
My schemes are unstoppable
You may be my favorite
Escape isn’t optional
There is no saviors
Defeats only logical
I am in no rush
Quenching the bloodlust
From dawn till dusk
I’ll silence the enemy, hush
Here is your reason to fright
I am the terror, who’s haunting your night
All it would take is a bite
Controlling a character, hidden from sight
Playing a game with your life
Deep in the darkness away from the light
A-B or C what’s your type?
Finding out soon, it’ll be your demise
I come with a storm of never ending darkness
Full of rage
As heroic as you think you are
You still are prey
Doesn’t matter if you pray, still may be your day
Party up let’s play!
A love more powerful than any magic, the power is a reminder of ancient times, strong enough to overcome a dark curse.
From under the table comes sunlight, the focus on evil. A transformation begins a contortmint by death itself.
Pain fills the words in my diary
I made it through dire times, it’s inspiring
Now I terrorize society
Dealing damage in varieties
I am the land
A warrior when I felt life
Theodore had a plan
But never planned I’d take his wife
The undead on a rise
Screams and agony delight
Cursed family invite
Hoping you all stay the night
Here is your reason to fright
I am the terror, who’s haunting your night
All it would take is three bites
Controlling a character, hidden from sight
Playing a game with your life
Deep in the darkness away from the light
A-B or C what’s your type?
Finding out soon, it’ll be your demise