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It's been *way* too long...
May. 4th, 2003 12:04 am...since I played D&D. Some old friends invited me to a new D&D campaign they were starting tonight.
It was fun. But in our first encounter (we got jumped by orcs at nite while camping in the woods) I fought three rounds against a pair of orcs before remembering that my character was a magic user. And the pair facing me were dead by then. And I was down quite a few hit points.
My character spent the rest of her watch muttering under her breath "Use your spell, stupid!".
It's an odd party. Out of 8 PCs we only have two men. Both played by the same guy. Then again, given that there were only 5 players, with a 3-2 male/female ratio, this isn't all *that* surprising.
It was fun. But in our first encounter (we got jumped by orcs at nite while camping in the woods) I fought three rounds against a pair of orcs before remembering that my character was a magic user. And the pair facing me were dead by then. And I was down quite a few hit points.
My character spent the rest of her watch muttering under her breath "Use your spell, stupid!".
It's an odd party. Out of 8 PCs we only have two men. Both played by the same guy. Then again, given that there were only 5 players, with a 3-2 male/female ratio, this isn't all *that* surprising.
