I was up all night roasting marshmallows poolside at the Roosevelt Hotel, my elf, thanks to Jeff’s stupid table
, was even more hungover than I was, I’d already died once, and
our cleric was AWOL.
This is no condition to be tackling infamous meatgrinder dungeon Rappan Athuk in.
"Are those things for Dungeons & Dragons?" "Yeah"
"Do you play?""No, my dad had a bunch of that stuff in the attic and I always wanted to try but I never did"
"Well I wanna play with you guys""Ok, come play on Thursday!"
"I wanna be her, can I be her?""Yes"
"Ok, so, can I throw my grappling hook and draaaaaag the zombie all the way through the caltrops once they’re on fire""Yes. Roll that die""….20""Half an hour ago you didn’t know what caltrops were
"So can we like pull the door off the hinges and use it like a bridge to walk across the black oil?""Stokes you’re really good at this."
“So, Zak, as Gorgut comes around the corner, he..
.”“Whenever the GM raises his voice and gets all monologuey you know it’s about to be some fucked up thing….”“CONNIE, ARE YOU ROLLING TONIGHT? WE NEED HELP”“Hold on, mom, I gotta go, my friends are about to be killed by zombies”
"Ok, so who do you want me to kill?"
"So there’s a demon and it’s breaking out of the fountain…""I cast Web!""Also that thing with the statue is clearly important I use Unseen Servant to grab it"
"I throw holy water""I hit his tentacle""I cast mending on the fountain as the demon’s breaking out of it""Fuck, this encounter was supposed to be hard""I dip my sword in holy water and chop his tentacles off"
And, just like that…
"When are we playing again?""Thursday""We have to play in the pool""Yes we do"
I don’t think I need to say a single word. Life is come full circle now.