Sunday, July 12, 2009

d20 day

Day 318 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I get to roll some d20s again today as we pick up a D&D session last played around 1978, I think.

Okay, maybe it was a few years after that, but still the events and our current character status is beyond my abilities to accurately recall.

There was something about a dungeon, and getting poisoned and wondering who among our party was going to get a cure and who was going to be allowed to die.

We are a low level party, and hence, pretty useless. A rabid kobold and his pet gerbil could provide us a genuine threat and leave half of us dead.

So, what did we do in the last session - from what little I recall - we foolishly ventured into a place we should not have gone. And now we face the prospect of rolling up some new characters.

Ah, the joys of Sunday evening adventuring.

Should be a whole lot of fun.

But, isn’t that the snarl of a gerbil coming from behind that closed door . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

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