My mother was a drop of blood.
My father was a knife.
I thank you for this blessed meal
And new purpose in life.
Tonight I am your humble guest,
I hope you understand,
They compel me to prove my worth
With Father in my hand.
I ask of you to take up arms,
I beg of you to try.
I want to show you all I've got,
Whoever dies will die.
We left Kaserne that afternoon and went down into Wiesbaden-Erbenheim. They'd made the mistake of paying us that weekend, we were sick and tired...
Session zero and character creation, talking about the setting and feeling things out. Bastion rolls the dice. Sophie builds a pyre. Lavender summons the...
Tonight on The Coffin Club: session zero, character creation and world-building for Death In Space. Grint forgets everything and leaves the past behind. Bea...