On most Saturdays we head over to Dom’s place to play some Dungeons and Dragons (v3.5 by the way). Dom is running our campaign and doing a really fantastic job (though he should make me say O.O.C. every time I open my mouth).
Our party consists of:
Albert the Gnome Illusionist
Myself the Elf Swashbuckler
Cliff the Human Rogue
Ian the Hafling Scout
Matt the Raptoran Ranger
I think we were suppose to be escorting the new king to school yesterday. I assume we did cause then we had to go kick the butts of the guys that blockaded themselves in the school with the librarian elf hostage and barrels of spears. Some illusions occurred, as well as some stabbing, a lot of missing, and a lot of beef jerky eating. Then we went and beat up some people on a boat with fish on spears.
Here are some better quotes from the night (courtesy of Albert):
Me:”There’s a guy bleeding in the pantry! That’s SO unsanitary!”
Matt:”… The Elf, in the library, with the candlestick, and Professor Plum.”
Dom:”What do you need, besides a barrel of spears?! TWO barrels of spears!”
Cliff:”*Rolls 20* I have TOTALLY faked this guy out. *Rolls 5* I have TOTALLY missed!”
Dom:”Why are you always eating?! Me:I have a high metabolism! We’re at threat level orange! Dom:You’re at threat level JERKY, apparently!”
Dom:”Meanwhile, Matt… excuse me, let me call you by your proper name: RA, GOD OF THE SUN!”
Matt:”I would like to know about the birds, because I’m big and full of feathers.”
Dom:”It’s named like… “The Momma’s Boy,” I dunno. Me: Spelled “B-U-O-Y”?”
And now some pictures, because your brain doesn’t hurt enough.