Friday, May 11, 2012

Gathering Session 5: Prologue

Last night, the Gatherers ventured forth into the Tomb of Yawgmoth once again.  It was filled with some mirth on my part and serious surprises.  Frolicking kuo-toa, a chest-bursting xenomorph, the demise of Wrax the XXIII and golden feces were all hallmarks of the evening.

I truly hope my players are enjoying the game as much as I am.

I'll begin the rundown soon.

I wanted to extend a big thank you to Rob, John, Matt W., Matthew C., Mick, and Freddie for a great evening.  Hopefully we haven't seen the last of Chris and he'll return soon.

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