Redheaded Jill

My little brother is my roommate and he loves DND. He is a Dungeon Master (leader of the game… narrator of sorts). His room looks like a conspiracy theorists wall with the red string spinning a spider web of plot-lines. Sticky notes covered with character traits, notebooks of side quest directions, sketches of the strangest monsters you’ve ever seen.

He sits and plays with his friends, but he wears headphones… So I hear one sided conversations about magic and monsters.

Some of the random things I’ve heard:

YOU SHALL NOT APPROPRIATE MY SLAVES! (his character was a dragon…)

PUSH ISAAC DOWN THE STAIRS!!! (We have a brother named Isaac…)

Using a *insert medieval weapon I’ve never heard of* is not logical in this situation. (Is magic logical?)

When he first moved in I thought, “What have I done?” The noise level was something else. But now I find it quite enjoyable. He has so much fun being creative. Most of these campaigns he comes up with could be fantasy novels all on their own. I am not at the level where I actually want to join in the game, but I do enjoy seeing my brother have a good time.

If you’re into fantasy and want to have a form of entertainment outside of video games and TV give DND a try.