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Fighter Might - DnD Club Ringer Tee

Fighter Might - 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-MGHT-01
Subject Type: Fighter-class Temporal Displacement
Filed under: Club / Might / Fighter

Every party needs some fireworks.
A fireball. A trick. A song.
But when the door breaks down,
when the dice go cold,
someone has to stand there and hold.

The Fighter doesn't need a backstory carved in tragedy.
No cursed blade. No chosen bloodline.
Just a sword, a shield,
and the understanding that when it goes south,
they're the one between you and a death save.

This tee was pulled from a collapsed locker in Archive Zone B.
Faded, bloodstained, still folded.
They say about the one who wore it, "He never crit, never sit, and never quit."
And in the end, that was what mattered.

Raglan-sleeved, relic-coded.

No spells. No speeches. Just action and a lot of feats.
This one’s for the fighters.
Still standing. Still swinging.

Inspired by the Hellfire Club tees from Stranger Things