Throughout my little trip back in KL, it’s:
- nice to know that someone embraces the godfather of narrative in gaming and will proceed to do more campaigns based on this revelation. I speak of course of Dungeons & Dragons.
- cool to find out which side of the family did I acquire the ability to speak my mind.
- not so reassuring that your home robs you of your willpower to get out of the house to meet up with the rest of my friends. To those reading this, I’m sorry.
Soliloqueing aside, here’s my take on finishing a grand adventure involving bears, TVs, and what happens when you mix Carl Jung’s teachings in a spin-off of a game where you essentially recruit the minions of Satan (or Judaism or the Bible etc..) as fighting buddies. If you’re in a mood for a joke of sorts, head to the jump.
