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He's spare of frame, so it only takes two Coronas. Sadly, he's still articulate.
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| ...so anyway, it was just me and Xithbranor - that's my friend Tad - taking on the evil ogre Z'imfranax with nothing but a +2 sword and two memorized spells of Bigby's Clenched Fist! | |
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It's a scary thought that a woman can be drunk and still find you unattractive. His five minutes are up.
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| ...and then the DM rolled a critical miss - against a THAC0 of 17! Ha ha ha! Can you believe that? It was an UMBER HULK! A freakin' UMBER HULK!!! Hey, wait! | |
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Everyone's so judgmental. It's hard to shine, when mediocrity is the virtue of the status quo. Oh well. Good thing the dorms have high-bandwidth connections. Digital images are so pleasantly SILENT.
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| Geez. Whatta fuckin' ice queen. I shoulda told her I was a CS major, instead. | |
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