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Also, I have been persuaded to join an RPG (pen and paper) group - the game in question being Midgard, which is a German language game, and low-fantasy, and I have been spending too much time today thinking about my character, who is a pseudo-Scottish wandering monk (and not-entirely-ex-smuggler), who theoretically has a high level of magical ability, but who in practice is more likely to hit bandits or the like over the head with the nearest blunt object, because thus far the only spells he knows are healing ones.

Don't worry, I shall try to avoid regaling you with endless tales of What I Am Doing In My Adventure, because that strikes me as as dubious as telling people about dreams, but it was quite amusing that when I complained about a sore shoulder at lunch this morning (a result of lugging books about), one of my fellow players grinned and said 'that'll be the cudgel blow, then?'

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First year at University, sitting in the dining hall for breakfast. Five of us excitedly discussing the adventure of the previous night. It starts off fairly gently - the noise that made us jump in the woods, the argument at the crossing, the attack by screaming orks which we repelled by pouring lamp oil into the stream and setting fire to it... at which point a rather worried third year leaned across and asked if this was something that had really happened...

LOL!

Oh, that's too marvellous for words!