AHHH, that would be well beyond my scatological knowledge, for one thing, and as I have not actually gamed since I left Japan, like 10 years ago, I have forgotten more than I ever really knew. As I was the token expendable healer... player convo seemed to follow this line...

''Any one injured"..

"No, why?"

''Me thinks there is something beyond that door, something vile"


''OH, so we are sending the Priest in first then...."

I'm a great Monty Python fan, so my clerics seemed to be slightly eccentric, frizzy haired bumblers, with a penchant for Port.

The guys and gals I played with were hardcore role and roll players, depending on the night, if it was Georgia coffee from the machine in the street, lots of puzzling subplots, or if the tipple was Asahi BIG beers it made for hack and slash side ventures....They even OWNED their own dice!!

I was the shift supervisor, so I got invited to join in an established party and play, mostly, to ensure we closed down the F-16 engine shop at a decent hour Friday nights. I played more soon to be deceased characters than I can remember.
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