Tuesday, July 28, 2015

When Glory Holes and Gaming Meet

Last night was game night.  We picked up where we left off.  In the middle of a brambles that was once the barrier for an elven taig (an ancient tree that is very bossy).  But has since become a layer to a dragon.  A green dragon.  A small green dragon. 

I'm not really sure how it happened, but I blame +Douglas Cole.  All of a sudden he shared this:


And nothing good followed.