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Barbarian Rage - DnD Club Raglan Tee

Barbarian Rage - DnD Club Raglan Tee

This design would be locked away forever on December 30th. But the Vault is Unlocked! (for now)

Regular price $28.00 USD
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Color: Black
Size
  • Ultra Soft Premium Tee
  • Unisex fit — true to size for all adventurers
  • Made in the USA – dyed, cut, stitched, and printed with care
  • Ethically produced — sweatshop-free, eco-conscious

Size Chart

Important: It's recommended to size up if you like a looser fit.

Raglan Size guide

Size Label Length Width (across)
XS 26 16 ½
S 28 18
M 29 20
L 30 22
XL 31 24
2XL 32 26

Product Details

A recovered standard issue relic, originally worn by scribes, tacticians, and late-night planners between sessions.
Built for layering, moving, and enduring long exposure to dice tension.

Specifications

  • 100% prewashed, ring-spun cotton
  • ¾-length contrast raglan sleeves
  • Fine knit jersey for soft resilience
  • Fabric weight: 4.5 oz/yd² (152.6 g/m²)
  • Prewashed to reduce size distortion
  • Tear-away label for clean removal
  • Reactive-dyed for color that won’t fade

This isn’t cosplay gear. This is casual light Armor - for DMs, lorekeepers, and those who carry emotional resonance into the real world.
Light enough to forget you're wearing it. Durable enough to survive a 12 hour session.

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Product Lore

Session Entry: CLB-RG3-04
Subject Type: Barbarian-class Temporal Displacement
Filed under: Rage / Barbarian / Bear

You asked them their character backstory.
They just said one word: “Blood.”
Then rolled initiative before the stats were on the character sheet.

The Barbarian doesn’t overthink it.
No multi-class. No monologue. Just blood and steel.
You see the door? Broken.
You see the boss? Now there's a new boss.
They’re not here for the story.
They’re here to make sure it ends. Fast and brutal.

This relic was recovered from under a burning cafeteria table - torn, burned, but very intact.
It belonged to the one who never brought his own mini.
Every room he entered became a combat encounter.
And somehow, he always left with 1 HP and a fistful of treasure.

"Didn’t speak for the first three sessions...
Then she decapitated a wyvern with a chair."
- DM notes
"Raged before initiative. No regrets."
- Party cleric, quietly impressed

Raw stats. Max damage. Zero chill.
Designed to be worn loud.

Barbarians don’t check the rules.
They check the wall for weaknesses.
And then they smash through it.

Inspired by the Hellfire Club tees from Stranger Things