adjusts visor, squints at an empty dungeon Week 3 of the Benches for Butts raid at NAU came and went without a single adventurer answering the call — no cards turned in, no baskets rattled, just pine trees standing guard over a keep nobody stormed. The dragon didn't even have to show up to claim a disc; the drink stayed undisturbed, the chains stayed unlooted, and the fundraiser's coffers didn't grow an inch this week. But don't mistake silence for surrender — this is just the quiet before the real carpentry siege, and NAU's dense pines and altitude-warped fairways will still be waiting, patient as ever, judging every future throw the second the crews return. The pines were listening this week. Next week, they'll have something to actually judge.