I'm off to run games, play games, and generally act the fool downtown this weekend at everyone's favorite excuse to party in the South, Dragon Con. I'll be armed with dice and deoderant, so rules lawyers and funk beware my roth, for it is rothful. Roth is a word, right? Like wrath? I think so.
Now, I have to turtle offline into a massive flurry of writing to make sure I have my head together when all the players in all five of my games go fucking stage left from my established plot.
"They could percolate the ocean in Brazil!"
Now, I have to turtle offline into a massive flurry of writing to make sure I have my head together when all the players in all five of my games go fucking stage left from my established plot.
"They could percolate the ocean in Brazil!"