Yesterday was RPG night! Which, of course, means that we were almost eaten by a 40 foot long, flying worm with biiiig sharp teeth. Of course. Hrm. Nothing to see here people, move along. Just a bunch of crazies saying weird stuff about worms. Hrm.

It’s a good group we’ve got. Problem is we are only 4, and we need to be 5. Especially since one of the players have a LOT of school work that sometimes get in the way, and then we are suddenly only three people playing. His character has been to the loo with ”the runs” the last two days, so he is pretty thin at this point. Well, we can’t drag him along with us when we do stuff, so he has to stay put somewhere for a good enough reason. Obviously our GM thought the runs was the best reason for why he couldn’t trail along when we went into Harlem and whatnot.

And oh, the mortality! The lack of survivabilty! That way of almost dying as soon as look at you! Makes it exciting I guess, but I get very fond of my characters and I really dislike when they die. Which have so far in my short career as a roleplayer (um… well… 9 years now I think..?) never happened. Don’t wanna! ;(

But yeah. If you are a roleplayer, living in or close-by to Helsingborg and wanting to join our ranks to fight of Cthulhu and his pals (or so they say, so far it’s only been ONE measly little worm!) let us know and we’ll see if you are what we need. You need to be seasoned to keep up with the rest of us, so we won’t admit any virgins, sorry.

Ia Ia!