I was once questioned on the why of Dungeons & Dragons and, to be honest I get tired of defending its merits in which the generation of anything seems so instant...

So I begin to tell the stories of people. Time is so fleeting and we get to use it where we can. Some folk find it painfully even debilitatingly so, to express themselves with any heroic voice.  They've  felt as though they were never air to breathe in the room which largely rejected them. The act of a collective and cooperative enriching narrative storytelling in a safe environment more than permits them, but can beacon them with fruitful narrative that they can pick apart at their will or spoil the scheme. It allows people, real human thinking people to unmask, or remask, or open up an inner hero that says I was there and it meant something.

It is also math rocks and sometimes unhealthy escapism.

 #TW# mental health, tears #TW#

Anyway this was just a ploy to tell you one of us cries in this one and if you get context clues, its the editor who is typing this.

#TW# mental health, tears #TW#

So the final push is upon us, and sacrifices in an almost Squidesque manner seem unlikely. Ears are still turned hard in this "dice rolls against each other!" episode, all because of the suggestion of giving runway to Bainsolas. To seek congress with the ones who wish your end might be the most noble act.

Selfish we are, faulted, as the stars in this episode 85 of Dungeonetics.

Thanks again to The Geekonomics Podcast Network, Equilibrium TV, Kelen, Virus of Ideals, Jon Francia, Free sound.org, and you listeners.