>>68418Thank you for your interest. Last session we found a monster deep inside a crypt (yet another monster, yet another crypt, yet again, yet again…) but it turned out the monster was dead. Despite being dead, it was making a whistling noise, indicating there's a monster inside the monster's carcass (or something like that). This monster's carcass is located on top of a large stalagmite surrounded by open chasm (another chasm, chasm n. 100000th) and we spent the entirety of the last session hiring workers and gathering materials to build a bridge. Wood, nails, climbing equipment, scaffold parts and whatnot.That took about 4 hours to put together and the bridge will probably be ready for the upcoming session. Then we'll proceed to stab, shoot or befriend what we find there, carry the loot, if any, back to our base, and use it to support a rebellion that is trying to overthrown a particular duke that have accused us of egregious crimes we have accidentally committed. We killed an important individual during a rogue mission for someone else and he's very angry about. So, in order to clear our names, the duke must die. Currently, his army is after us, and we're trying to dismantle his political power through this rebel movement.
Yes, it's still ongoing. My feelings towards the game have not changed. I spend most of the week despising it. I find gaming a frivolous, intellectually and spiritually backward practice and I'm ashamed to be part and engage in it. It's a repetitive, vacuous, frivolous, execrable hobby. It's a bunch of adults who have handed their imagination to the lowest, childish form of distraction. These are not the elegant air castles of literature or the higher arts, it's a group of avatars living in a synthetic, crude world where cheap events are lined up and pushed through so primitive decision making and random chance gives us increasingly expected results. I have often considered that perhaps staring at the ceiling has more value than gaming. Excuse my self-loathing.
Then it's gaming night and all is forgiven. I have a great time, I get to talk with other human beings I don't actively despise, I get to build things out of thin air and exist vicariously in a world where pain, death and poverty are weak forces of superficial and even amusing consequence. We get to be strong, smart, cunning, capable forces in a world of high fantasy.
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