D&D has been riotous fun, after two nights. We're moving along nicely I think, and my precocious sorceror boy is going to grow a backbone. Still the prettiest of the party. This is like some teenage geek fantasy, that we stay up til dawn playing, drinking, and eating junk food. Alan and I drank an entire bottle of port, which was just grand. He's got an evil bonus on his intimidate skills, so his character can yell anyone down. My character is a bit of a brat, but he's learning. We have way too much, except for when Jerimiah nearly got us all killed and I had to drag the bard back to the carriage so we could escape from the zombies.
Plus I bought shiny pretty dice! Woo.
Plus I bought shiny pretty dice! Woo.