RPG-a-Day: Day 3


I have been gaming since around 1977.  The ink of roleplaying games is in my blood.  I eat polyhedral dice for breakfast and I breathe that new book smell.  The scratch of pencil on paper, the sound of dice hitting the table, and the texture of erasable battle mats are life.  My fingers are stained with the paint of many miniatures, and a thousand thousand stories new and old abide in my memories.

I don’t find out about new roleplaying games.  They find out about me.


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