“Now see, the problem was (as Shane and I agreed) that the halflings had set up a comfy couch to hold all their unconscious players. Everybody wanted to get on the couch! Heck, the people on the couch were all but unwilling to get OFF the couch until all the snacks had run out.
Then things got mean.
I loved having me some in-your-face Halfling action against the Orcs. By all rights, the game should have ended with dozens of little half-sized grave markers, but some benevolent spirit looked over my poor little 'Flings and simply sent most of them to the comfy, comfy couch of unconsciousness.”
Then things got mean.
I loved having me some in-your-face Halfling action against the Orcs. By all rights, the game should have ended with dozens of little half-sized grave markers, but some benevolent spirit looked over my poor little 'Flings and simply sent most of them to the comfy, comfy couch of unconsciousness.”