Fear the horrible T-Bone, cowboy minotaur and leader of the Brutal Bulls. At least until he was shoved off a moving train and left for the buzzards in the middle of the desert. D&D is dang fun when I'm in charge.
After an excellent game of D&D, I am too brain-drained to draw much of anything, so this is something old. A few have already seen it. But anyway, it rules. That is my Beanie Baby, Roary. He is in a balloon. Teh kyoot.
