Same people.
Different idiots.
A living scrapbook
of our adventures.
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A page for every session played, solo or with the group, in Meho's own words. Newest first.
Mograine put enough force through my shield to wake my whole arm. Then Whitemane told me to kneel, and my armor listened before I did. Next time: left side covered. Shield high. Less kneeling.
Blaedy made bread among the tombs while I rattled around in borrowed bones. Arrowyy wanted a kebab. I wanted to remain upright. Bread was available.
Notes from this life, newest first.
Loot is temporary. Good stories are forever. Also, cloak drops make everyone behave weird. Including me. Especially me.