As a self-proclaimed gourmand and MasterChef (they still won’t return my calls), I’ve spent a fair bit of time behind the handle of a frying pan. Growing up in a home where the kitchen was as much an art studio as it was a place to prepare food, I accrued an appreciation for cuisine that was more than stomach-deep. More recently, living in senior housing has provided me with the opportunity to flex my palate and cook up a…
Welcome back, intrepid adventurer and slayer of all things draconic! Last time, we looked at Ability Scores and class features, and how best to combine to two into a solid character foundation. In this post, we’ll be picking a race for our character, choosing an appropriate background, and spinning a backstory worthy of the mightiest of heroes. Without further ado, let’s jump right in. Step 2: Picking a Race and Alignment The list of Dungeons and Dragons races is a…
So you want to kill a dragon. Good, I like your enthusiasm. But hold you fantasy horses. Before you go delving into dungeons, rescuing townsfolk, and looting shiny trinkets, you’re going to have to figure out who you are first. How do you fight? What do you look like? Why do you do the things that do you? These questions and more are all answered during the first and most essential step to any Dungeons and Dragons campaign: character creation….
Life on the Outer Rim got you down? Sick of moisture farming and blue milk? Drop those power converters and listen up! We’re Lucas-Williams Inc., the galaxy’s leader in interstellar retreat planning, and we’re here to help you get far, far away for a long time. Here’s a list of our top five destinations for the traveler looking to trade two suns for one killer vacation. 1) Hoth Tired of sand? Try the snow! Located in the secluded Anoat sector,…
Take a deep breath—a real one: in through the nose; hold it for a few seconds; out through the mouth. Go ahead, I’ll wait. Felt good, didn’t it? When’s the last time you took a moment to do that—to breathe deliberately, with purpose—to really taste the air? I need to remind myself sometimes. A lot of times, honestly. With classes, and assignments, and music practices, and jobs, and food shopping, and eating, and laundry, and worrying about the future, and…
They say that as you age, time slips by: days become weeks, and months, and years. In the blink of an eye the leaves change, the snow melts, and the trees bud, relentless in their stride. To a child, each birthday is an eternity away, a distant milestone to be chased for cake; to an adult, birthdays hang like a millstone, a weight tainted by too many candles. Grown-ups move like molasses to the youthful view, stuck in a rut,…
I’m convinced that the clock is out to get me. Each second is excruciating, a test of sheer willpower. I swear I can hear the clock laughing at me. “Tick, tick, tick” it chuckles. I glower at it, unamused by what is surely a joke at my expense. The air feels thick with unused time, and the smell of industrial floor cleaner clings to each breath. I’ve taken to pinching the back of my hand so as not to drift…