My uncle had a goat when I was young. It was really social and friendly, but you had to be careful because if it got in a playful mood it would blitz out of nowhere and slam into your femur. KAPOW.
Originally shared by Jonathan Tweet Tonight, my "Lethal Damage" 13th Age campaign draws to a close. Meanwhile, the guys are work have talked me into running a couple D&D sessions for them. That was the day 13th Age was announced, and they're happy to play 13th Age instead. That will be my "Great Center" campaign, based in the imperial capital of Axis, the center of the world. It's my opportunity to explore the setting from yet another perspective.
Pre-gen from Frank Mentzer's module, The Needle , 1987. I knew this was insulting and gross when I was 14. At the time I didn't know who Frank was, since I only played AD&D. I found this module again when I was going through a box of old stuff and was surprised he wrote it, because I thought it was a pretty shitty adventure.
From Voyageurs National Park on FB: Called “Catamaran” by locals, Bert Upton is among the strangest of historical characters on area waters. He lived in a hut built over a dug-out at Squirrel Narrows. Found frozen to death in the 1930s by Kettle Falls pioneer Oliver Knox; Upton was perched lifeless in the snow just a half-mile from his home. Shunning civilization, Upton defined the word hermit. First spotted rowing his crude log raft on Namakan, no one knows how he got there. Upton’s accent implied an English heritage but any personal inquiries brought a stony silence. Some suspected him a man fleeing the law; others saw a bizarre outcast; everyone knew he was peculiar. Just five feet tall and wildly unkempt, Catamaran wore hacked-off pants and walked barefoot with a stick. Winter demanded shoes but no socks, a cast-off Mackinaw, and a trailing cap made from the leg of old underwear. He was oddly religious, and suspicious of being poisoned. Surviving on snared rabbits and fish, he ofte...
Poor pups! Kids just want to play but they only bring pain.
ReplyDelete'Bunk that goat, I got your back Timmie -ahhhhhhh'
ReplyDeleteMy uncle had a goat when I was young. It was really social and friendly, but you had to be careful because if it got in a playful mood it would blitz out of nowhere and slam into your femur. KAPOW.
ReplyDeleteI love how it then runs away to cause trouble elsewhere.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to grow up to be Hagrid one of these days. All of the animals will be mine.
ReplyDeleteBret Gillan was this your childhood?
ReplyDeletehttp://goo.gl/3nwq6U
EXACTLY
ReplyDeleteI could watch that one for hours.
ReplyDeleteMan, kids really are dicks.
ReplyDeleteJust kiddin' around.
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