On a dark and stormy night...
Wait, no.
On a bright and sunny afternoon, my husband asked me if I'd like to play a DnD (Dungeons and Dragons) game with some of his friends. Online, because every attempt we make at having a social life is stopped due to people not liking us bringing our kid out.
So began the obsession.
Since that day in May (ha), I've played at least one DnD game a week. But since last month, I've also been DMing. I've DMed (aka, been the Dungeon Master, the narrator, as it were) as many as three games a week for different folks, and it's been a blast!
My kid has even gotten into the spirit, he's made himself a dragonborn character named Oonas. He throws fireballs, heh.
As someone with (often) crippling pain, who stays home more often than not unless specifically invited somewhere, it's a nice break to just get on the mic, and get away for a few hours. Particularly while in the DM seat, where I get to tell the story, and everyone else plays in it. As someone who once upon a time wanted to write video games (hello, Rockstar, let me know if you're interested!) it's been basically everything I ever hoped for.
There's nothing quite like combining all of your favourite things (ha, now the title makes sense eh?), games, and writing, and entertaining people.
I only wish I'd started sooner!
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