Imagine a mouse walking up to you, he takes out a tiny, mouse appropriate sized cheese wheel, and eats it. You think "huh, that's bizarre" it's easily the most interesting thing to happen to you this week if not month. And as you're trying to imagine how a mouse gets that size of a cheese wheel (is a human making them for him?) the mouse proceeds to eat your body weight in cheese wheels in a split second and screams the n-word at you so hard you fall over.

I would've gone with Fus Rule Dah as the title.

The dragonborn isn't the only one able to bend time and space ;3

Saying something offensive is a very mild way of making them understand mortality as a concept, effectively an eldritch horror levels of incomprehension to them

Nice. I just started replaying after I got mods working in linux (side note, why the fuck are there now three or four editions, and each one has its own finickiness on linux?!?! Gorrammit), and I do wonder what the vampires are thinking as I chomp through 40 different ingredients to see if any of the side effects helps me out.