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Wednesday 13 June 2012

More of my D&D adventures.

Just this week i found myself yet again sitting about a kitchen table with some very old friends, eating pie and losing myself into the realms of dungeons and dragons. lately myself "Bhurnéy Furnace-fist" and Cillian (the elf with an affinity for missing his target and shooting me in the shoulder) decided we should split from the main group and go questing together trying to find(and loot) an ominous abandoned fort. upon our travels we looted an abandoned tavern and found an old red waist coat, which much to the dungeon masters displeasure i decided to permanently don over my armour. stating quite decidedly that the delectable flamboyance of a dwarf paladin wearing such a waistcoat should almost certainly provide me with a 4+ charisma bonus. The DM decided it should actually get me into fights at inns...... Great.

Settling an argument.

Just recently this guy in the year below me just went nuts on one of my wall posts, criticising the writing style of one of my associates(which might i ad was grammatically and impeccable in terms of punctuation)
Ironically his criticism was in a far worse grammatical state. after us pointing this out he goes shit crazy on us and generally insinuates we're ignorant to the majority of literature, trolls and unable to comprehend words pertaining more than two syllables.

There's really only one way to respond to such accusations.