In which I tiredly recount my night’s adventure both playing a character, and being a player.
In which pumpkin pie is a metaphor for gaming with modules. No — really!
In which I interrogate myself for the idea of fear and roleplaying, to see what I come up with.
In which I relate the full day of Enbicon, with rewards and lulls and good feelings.
In which I breathlessly relate my fun Enbicon first night, and worriedly mention my upcoming convention responsibilities..