The intrepied warrior-witch returns to her lair in upper Yorgi and collapses on the floor in a heap of wedgies, broken ribs, and bruises suspiciously shaped like finger marks on her forehead.
I passed the initiation, though, and am now fully accepted as the lesbo-witch of the Norn clan.
Ahem.
I went gaming with Shamalamastreetman today. And his psycho-bitch friends. cf, they make me look like a pacifist. I think Alex broke my ribs. I think Ro left permanent bruising on my forehead, and it's going to take a while for Shammy's spit to trickle fully out of my ears.
But I survived, and am now initiated, and fuck but that RPG is gooooood. And when Shammy said "these guys need help" he meant it.
I mean, "a pool filled with Loki's pain" DUUUUUH - what else can it be referring to but venom. Feh.
As for Ymir's skull - kinda figured it had something to do with stars if we were only supposed to travel at night. Apparently the sky was painted out of Ymir when he died. Gotta look up that legend. Sounds lovely. Here's to Norse myths...
Anyway. I have to be up to catch that flight early early, and I haven't packed yet. My beloved princess is on her way over to help, here's to hoping I don't forget anything.
Well, I've got underwear and maple syrup, what more do I need?
*grin*
I'll see y'all when I git back on Thursday. I'll miss ya terribly, but not toooo terribly. Here's to vacacciones....
*hugs*