Humble Beginnings Roughly 9 or 10 years ago, I played a session or two of D&D online with some people I knew. I couldn't tell you what edition, but I created a Warforged Wizard who was on an adventure to search for their creator, who had gone missing. Brand spankin' new to the concept of TTRPGs, and my giddy little nerd brain was thrilled at the idea of being able to cast magic. My giddy little nerd brain also could not grasp how to properly use magic. The descriptions were v

Forget the lemonade! The universe has enough derelict lemonade stands! *Tosses beverage over shoulder.* No, no, no, establish an entirely new delectable lemony lineup, like the layers of a tantalizing lemon mille-feuille that tingles every last taste bud with pleasurable little shivers. ASMR for the tongue. Better yet! Transmute those lemons into melons as an affront to karma's mockery and smear its pigment across the maker of your misery in boisterous remonstrance. To make s

Tuesday, May 5th, Evening: Two Days Before the Wipe 'I should back up my Obsidian Vault sometime just in case disaster strikes,' I thought as I deliberated integrating all 300 gigs of audio into my Vault. 'Should I integrate these files into the Vault first though? It'd make sense to keep everything together and not scattered to the four corners of the universe. They could also bolster the Transcript folders, keep the transcripts paired with the appropriate session. That'd be