Day: December 12, 2018

Fun At the Convention, Day 4: This Place Is Full of Riff Raff

Gamers come in all shapes and sizes.  Little children like quick-playing games with cute characters and bright colors.  Women seem to like games with a social component.  Party games, they call those.  Your stereotypical strategy board gamer is a male, on the farther side of thirty, and nursing a big mug of Dr. Pepper.

I’m not here to meet people, though.  Other than to recruit them to my army.

Sigyn, on the other hand, wants to get to know everyone.

She’s entirely too trusting.   I shall accompany her as she does her little meet-and-mingle, because some of the attendees seem very odd.  I want to make sure she doesn’t get into  any trouble.

This character, for instance…


You, there!  Who are you?  What are you?


Besides purple and stoned-looking.

Whoever he is, he seems to have taken a weird paternal interest in my beloved.  I suppose that’s all right?


Though I’m deeply suspicious of people who won’t make eye contact!

Sigyn–look at this yellow fellow.  Didn’t we see his photo or read about him somewhere?  Isn’t he someone famous?  Or infamous?


I seem to recall something about being too lazy to get out of bed…?

Norns’ nighties!  DON’T LOOK, SIGYN!  He’s out of bed now–and not wearing any pajamas!


Sigyn, I think where you are standing is the only thing keeping this photo from being NSFW…


Time for a hasty retreat.

Whew!  What an eggceptionlly unpleasant encounter!

And here’s another shady-looking character.  Yes, you, with your beady eyes!


What’s your game, eh?  What’s with the branches and the berries?  Are you some kind of nature freak?


If you are, you might be just Sigyn’s sort of people!   All right, Sigyn, this one you can talk to!

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