Tuesday, February 21, 2006

rpg my other pants

A room full of zombies? No problem. Oh, wait. Crap. I left my grenades in my other pants. Hang on! My other pants are right here in my backpack. Okay ... who swiped my backpack? I need to find seom friends for are not losers, clowns and thieves. No, Jacob, don't mess with that!



In related role-playing news, it has been determined that nothing lights up a pitch-black cave quite as nicely as a flaming elf.


2/19/06 - Odds & ends that come to mind during quick visit to a Fermius RPG session.

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