- The Presh Fuckos (from left to right): Wolfe (tiefling cleric), Felix (half-elf warlock), Ileana (eladrin druid), Mora (human fighter), Katy (DM), Lyric (tiefling bard), Reynard (canitaur gunslinger/paladin), Ophelia (high elf ranger/arcane archer), and Dorash (black dragonborn assassin). [art by nimfeemos]
This wasn’t supposed to be my first blog entry after ages away, but sometimes that’s how things pan out. Things happen beyond our control and all that. Anyway.
Dungeons and Dragons is something that has been a part of my life for the better part of two decades. My parents played it when they were in college, and then once they felt my brother and were old enough (we were both elementary/primary school aged), my dad started teaching us. He actually helped us build our characters in 2nd edition, but 3rd edition came out around the same time, so he ended up converting our sheets and teaching us using that (while also teaching himself the differences). It became a thing that we would play as a family, with my dad DMing, and my brother, mom, and I playing with a couple of NPCs to round things out (even in those days, our respect for party composition was low). When I moved up into high school we both started teaching our friends how to play and there were a lot of monstrous parties. I played in various parties even up through towards the end of college, when I dropped out of a few campaigns due to grad school application stress.
After that, I didn’t play for years, and it was hard to find groups who could stay together. Even my old ones had a hard time – we’d all ignored the release of 4th edition, but we were also now all adults and separated by a lot of distance.
Gin and Bitterness 