Memory modules, Part 1

No, not RAM sticks. Let's call this a new ongoing series wherein I reveal quirky memories associated with official "D&D"/"AD&D" adventures (since my teenage group played the majority of them).

"White Plume Mountain" (1979): When I ran this for a trio of neighbourhood kids (i.e. not my usual gang), one of them had his seemingly all-conquering fighter die in combat deep into the dungeon. He excused himself to use the bathroom. When he returned, I could see his eyes were red from crying. It was a shock. As a DM, you never want to genuinely upset anyone. That lad had very strict parents. He later rebelled. Last time I saw him, he was sporting long hippie hair and rolling a joint. A mutual acquaintance told me that when the cops busted the unlucky fighter player for something, his father did the cliched thing of asking them to keep him in a cell overnight to "teach him a lesson". I'm sure he was fine - he'd endured worse hardships inside White Plume Mountain.

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Fig of Sorceress class from "Diablo IV" wot I snaffled on super special.

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"Alien: Earth" [Disney+] is so fantastic I'm only letting myself view an episode per day. At times, it feels more like "Blade Runner", such is the artistry.