The Most Dangerous Game
This Saturday past, the crew—that's my brother, our Ma, and my bro's girlfriend (and minus a missing friend) got together for our weekly Dungeons and Dragons party, this time down in San
Marcos Carlos. It was melty out and everyone smelled except Ma. Ma never smells. There was amazing homemade food and lots of laughs, and we hacked our way through a six-hour one-off campaign, written by our default DM, Tara. The theme was "The Most Dangerous Game", but you can't imagine what happened just from that clue! None of our brains are quite right and things always turn weird.
While our dear friend and party regular, April is away for a month, we've been playing one-offs. My character for this was "Nailbiter" Feng, a seventh-level elf sorcerer who was raised by orcs. I haven't posted for a long time, so I'm putting up his sketch.
And I've been thinking about my level-five monk, Elfonso Deatherson. I might do a bard multiclass with him. There's still time before we return to the main campaign and before I level up to decide. Whatcha think? For each comment I get, I'll self-harm one razor cut less.