For Whom the Die Rolls
Okay, so I would be lying if I said that I didn't dream up this entry entirely because I came up with a marginally clever literary pun, and then found myself casting around for a topic befitting the title. But as I am a fan of bad puns, poetry, and tabletop role playing games, I decided to just roll with it. So, allow me to explain what this entry will be about for the two of you who are still here after my immaculate punning. Why is he yelling about Dragons? Why indeed, subheading? For those of you who know me, it's no secret (even if some of you wish it was) that I am one of those weird people who plays that game where people pretend to be dragons, or whatever. That's right! I'm talking about good, old-fashioned, Satan-summoning Dungeons and Dragons. I love D&D. I love it with all of my heart, soul, and checking account. I will talk about it with anyone unfortunate enough to bring up anything even remotely related, and I will talk until I see their eyes beg