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Druid Wild - DnD Club Ringer Tee

Druid Wild - DnD Club Ringer 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: Beige
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.

Ringer tee Size guide

Size Label Length Width
S 28 19
M 29 20 ½
L 30 22
XL 31 24
2XL 32 26
3XL 33 28

Product Details

Recovered from a collapsed mallplane, circa late 1980s to early 90s.
These shirts were once worn by dreamers, bards, and clerics of summer - those who told the truth and played the soundtrack.
Now reforged for new sessions.

Design Notes:

  • Contrast trim sleeves + collar for high-signal edge
  • Crew neck, rib-bound
  • Relaxed fit - sits easy, moves like a memory
  • Soft-washed for everyday wear and field-ready comfort
  • Best suited for relics with heavy nostalgia, band-style insignias, or corrupted slogans

Specifications:

  • Fabric weight: 4.3 oz/yd² (145 g/m²)
  • 100% combed ring-spun cotton
  • Heather Gray: 90% cotton, 10% polyester
  • Yarn: 32 singles (light + smooth)
  • Side-seamed construction
  • Tear-away label (because labels are for artifacts, not people)

A favorite of rogue archivists, psionic slackers, and those who remember the arcade codes by heart.
This isn’t just a shirt.
It’s signal camouflage from a time that still echoes.

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Product Lore

Session Entry: CLB-WLD-02
Subject Type: Druid-class Temporal Displacement
Filed under: Club / Wild / Druid

You never saw them arrive.
They were just there - barefoot, sketching spell circles in the margins of their biology notes.
Spoke softly. Played weird.
And then turned into a bear.

Druids don’t follow the rules.
They interpret them.
Moon phases, animal forms, obscure subclasses no one else reads.
They’re not trying to break the game -
they’re trying to become something it didn’t account for.
No one knows what they’re doing.
That’s exactly how they like it.

This relic carries the scent of moss, graphite, and burning incense.
It was recovered from a school library window well.
One sleeve torn. One sleeve patched with leaves and the leather of some unknown book binding.
They say the player behind it got suspended once - for summoning a swarm.
It wasn’t even their turn.

"She spoke in riddles. But she always had snacks."
- Club Note // Written by the club sponsor
"Didn’t roll initiative. Said the earth would decide when it was time to act."
- DM ruling, reluctantly respected

Inspired by the Hellfire Club tees from Stranger Things