So we started a new D&D campaign today! It's a loose continuation of the one we finished recently, which basically ended with Kyle's character turning evil because he was so alone and the world in a much worse state that when we started. This is very cool! It means we'll potentially end up meeting our old characters (we already met Kyle's, and I...uh...I may have shot his mechanical hawk out of the sky and killed it and he ended up chasing us through the ocean and...well, we escaped, so it was mostly okay). I'm pretty sure my druid from the old campaign is rocking back and forth in a cave somewhere with severe PTSD.

But my new character is badass. I'm playing a duskblade, which is a cross between a swordfighter and a mage, and I am brutal in combat. If I hit you, you're probably dead, and I get bonuses for killing you. My druid was more of a "stand at the back of the room and throw lightning at you" type of fighter, and I'm enjoying being able to get stuck in and swing my swords around. I also had the chance to build a character from scratch this time - last time I joined the campaign midway and took over an NPC. So I got to write a whole messy backstory for Safia and throw out plenty of potential storylines for the DM. Instead of being a rather self-righteous, conservative druid, I'm now a hotheaded, eager-to-please young troublemaker. I keep starting fights on boats and threatening to punch people in the face with my punching blade. Huzzahs!

Everyone else is playing very different characters this time too, so the group dynamics are rather different (interesting note for those who note such things: I'm the only girl in the group in terms of players and characters, and the first question I was asked about Safia was "are you a hottie?"). Our DM has told us he has no real overarching storyline for this campaign, so we're basically going to roam around getting into trouble. Yay! I just wish we could all get together for sessions more often, but work and girlfriends interfere, and nobody else agrees that they should dump their girlfriends. Men.

So that was most of the day. Now I'm going to laze around, eat takeaway curry, and maybe upload some Trinity Blacio quotes to my Tumblr, because her books have made me into a bad person.