So I've been gaming for a month or two or so, and I think I'm starting to get the hang of it, if my crowning moment in streamweaver
's Saturday game is any indication.
Near the end of the session, our party looked up to discover that Ernest, a less-than-scrupulous civilian traveling with us, was running off to sell us out to our enemies, and was already too far away to catch.
Adam's character, a champion of life, put an arrow to his bow, aimed, and then muttered "can't... do... it... champion... of... life..."
My gal Martina shrugged, said "I don't have a moral code," pulled out her bow and capped the punk.