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[TherosPherae]

Churar: Go outside and find a tree to sleep in for the night.

[Gamerlord]

Oblige her. Light up while doing it to make sure that everyone else is high while my superior resistance clearly keeps me relatively levelheaded. Win.

[freeformschooler]

"ALBRECHT FEELS TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF. LIKE ALL WISHES FOR NEXT THREE DAYS USED UP, INSTEAD OF JUST ONE. OKAY WITH THIS."

Head to bed, ideally not cracking the bed at its hinges with mighty might.

[Kadzar]

Churar: Go outside and find a tree to sleep in for the night.

(*Roll*.5)(*roll*/-6) right outside the inn, you find a nice sturdy oak to sleep in. As you approach it, some squirrels jeer at you saying, "What do you think you're doing here, stripey?" "Get lost, cheek-filler!" and "Your kind belongs in holes, not trees!"

Oblige her. Light up while doing it to make sure that everyone else is high while my superior resistance clearly keeps me relatively levelheaded. Win.

And fade to black.

"ALBRECHT FEELS TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF. LIKE ALL WISHES FOR NEXT THREE DAYS USED UP, INSTEAD OF JUST ONE. OKAY WITH THIS."

Head to bed, ideally not cracking the bed at its hinges with mighty might.

Full of alcohol and lacking in wishes, Albrecht decides to head for bed. However, as he enters his room, he notices that half of his bed is currently occupied by a very large elephant.

[Gamerlord]

Destroy the black. Let all see my glory!

EDIT: Oh holy shit I just realised how that can be read. 

[TherosPherae]

Churar: Cast Critical Rapid Aging at the tree. (Critical Cast + Rapid Aging)

[Kadzar]

Destroy the black. Let all see my glory!

EDIT: Oh holy shit I just realised how that can be read. 

Churar: Cast Critical Rapid Aging at the tree. (Critical Cast + Rapid Aging)

(3-*Roll*/ π x *roll*²) Churar casts Critical Rapid Aging on the tree, and it grows quite quickly, knocking out the outer wall of room #21 and revealing Alam's "glory" to the squirrels and Churar.

[IcyTea31]

Go down to the cellar, and start killing the dire mice with axechucks and a couple of Flash Frosts thrown in between.

[Kadzar]

Go down to the cellar, and start killing the dire mice with axechucks and a couple of Flash Frosts thrown in between.

(*Roll*+*roll*/*roll*, *roll*³, *roll* x 5±*roll*, *roll*+*hidden variable*/*roll*.0*roll*, log_*roll*(*roll*), *roll*<*roll* is true) By axechuck and Flash Frost, you manage to cut down or freeze nine out of the ten dire mice, the last dire mouse lifting his paws in the air, saying, "I give up! Please, spare me, and I shall do whatever you ask! I will serve you to the end of my days, if it is you desire! Just, please, don't kill me!"

[TherosPherae]

Churar: Laugh (at both the squirrels and Alam's "glory").

[Gamerlord]

Finish up with my lady friend, climb down the tree (without my clothes) and walk along the main street showing off my 'glory' and smoking a joint.

[Kadzar]

Churar: Laugh (at both the squirrels and Alam's "glory").

Finish up with my lady friend, climb down the tree (without my clothes) and walk along the main street showing off my 'glory' and smoking a joint.

Undeterred by the laughter of a chimpmunk, Alam wishes to keep on going, but his lady friend isn't digging the current scene, so she bids him goodnight, and he climbs down the tree to go strut around in his birthday suit up down the main street and smoke a blunt. (*Roll*) Eventually, a guard comes up to him, saying, "Excuse me, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to put some pants on and put that out."

[Gamerlord]

Use my Pass The Joitnt ability to get the guard in on the fun!

[TherosPherae]

Churar: That guy's offering a guard a joint. Whatever he's smoking, it's gotta be some strong stuff. Climb the tree and observe the hijinks.

[Kadzar]

Use my Pass The Joitnt ability to get the guard in on the fun!

(*Roll*,*roll*+*Secret variable*vs*roll*+*Hidden Variable*) Unfortunately, the guard manages to counter your ability with his own Fun-Hating Pig ability. "Alright, come with me, buddy; you're going to the drunk tank."
He starts dragging you away.

Churar: That guy's offering a guard a joint. Whatever he's smoking, it's gotta be some strong stuff. Climb the tree and observe the hijinks.

(*Roll*,*roll*,*roll**roll*) Once you've climbed up the tree, despite the protests of the squirrels, you hear a voice from inside the room. "Hey there, sailor, you like blackjack?"