https://www.homebrewtactics.com/tags/pitt/Recent content in Pitt on Homebrew TacticsHugoen-usFri, 27 Mar 2026 20:00:00 -0400https://www.homebrewtactics.com/journals/salen-freeblade/the-price-of-rashness/Fri, 27 Mar 2026 20:00:00 -0400https://www.homebrewtactics.com/journals/salen-freeblade/the-price-of-rashness/<figure><img src="https://www.homebrewtactics.com/media/images/zoot-the-lute.jpg" alt="Portrait of Zoot the Lute, bard." loading="lazy"><figcaption> <p>Zoot the Lute</p> </figcaption> </figure> <h1 id="the-price-of-rashness">The Price of Rashness</h1> <p>The Pitt continues to be a theater of the absurd. We have a new companion, a man named Zoot who was—quite literally spit out of the Dispensary&rsquo;s portal like an unwanted coin. He is a strange, melodic soul, but in the heat of the pit, his music hummed with a power I didn&rsquo;t expect. I had to be convinced to step into the fighting ring, but the &ldquo;test&rdquo; offered by the gnome Tuvog was too informative to pass up.</p>https://www.homebrewtactics.com/posts/a-study-in-emerald/Sat, 28 Feb 2026 23:45:00 -0500https://www.homebrewtactics.com/posts/a-study-in-emerald/<figure><a href="https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Potions_Classroom_%2847307949392%29.jpg"><img src="https://www.homebrewtactics.com/media/images/Potions_Classroom_%2847307949392%29.jpg" alt="Shelves of glass bottles and jars in a potions classroom." loading="lazy"></a><figcaption> <p>Potions Classroomby <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/mikeprince/" target="_blank">Mike Prince</a>, <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/" target="_blank">CC BY 2.0</a>. Unmodified.</p> </figcaption> </figure> <h1 id="the-alchemists-process-a-study-in-emerald">The Alchemist&rsquo;s Process: A Study in Emerald</h1> <p>The floorboards beneath my desk vibrate with the rhythmic thumping of a minotaur&rsquo;s dance in the common room below. Even through the heavy oak door of my room at the Pitt, the muffled roars of laughter and the clinking of tankards are inescapable. It&rsquo;s a far cry from the silent, incense-filled libraries of Golden Bay, but the flickering candle on my bedside table provides enough light for the delicate work ahead.</p>