Poetic Musings
Thank you for taking this literary journey with me! Here I post personal thoughts on social issues, reflections about day-to-day living, and of course a healthy amount of stories inspired by the many games I’ve played over the years. I try to update several times a week, and genuinely appreciate the care and support of all who read these words, whether the post is fanciful or heartfelt.
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Conquest: Breaking Point
Finding Mattias was much easier than I expected; the Scarlet Chorus we ran into set up camp just outside the Unbroken's barricade, so as to torment them day and night until their wills gave out. I approached the scarred battle lines and was stopped by sentries who...
MotW: Going Down
Dressed as a collection of Army officers and CIA spooks, the group gathered two mornings later, ready to make their raid on the secret government black site. Roger looked prim and proper in his general's uniform, Seth uncomfortable but excited in his Private's outfit....
Where a Tank Shines
While some characters in Heroes of the Storm are built to deal damage and others to protect or support teammates, some stalwart heroes are designed to be able to take punishment far in excess of their more frail compatriots. So-called "tanks" play a pivotal role in a...
The Bright Sessions (Podcast Review)
The premise of the Bright Sessions is straightforward but refreshingly unique: a psychologist with "atypical" patients records their therapy sessions, but the question arises – is she genuinely trying to help them, or instead use their unique abilities for her own...
Conquest: Lightning Steppes
More and more I am coming to the realization that my decision to support the Scarlet Chorus in the battle for Vendrien's Well was having consequences further afield than anticipated. The Disfavored still maintained a hold on the Blade Grave – formerly known as...
MotW: Spinning Plates
Smokey air from the annual rice burning thick in the air – farmers destroying the unusable parts of their fields once harvesting had completed – the investigators woke to a blood-red sky and debilitating hangovers, undercut by the ear-splitting noise of...
