by Dave Bowlin © 2001

A deep, solemn silence filled the smoky room. The harmless drone of a fly was the only sound, if you don't count the pent-up breath of those huddled in a circle, a single candle burning in front of each of them.

Expectant, excited eyes bore into Larsen, a Paladin. Hard to believe, but he seemed to be sleeping.

The half-elf shook him awake, pointed at the center of the circle. "It's your turn, Simon. Roll the dice."

And so Larsen the Paladin, aka Simon Reigns, continued the game of Dungeons and Dragons, albeit a little sleepily.

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