In my defense I have no defense.

[splinterself]

CHARACTERS: Dirk Strider (splinterself) and various and sundry other people who can speak for themselves.
DATE: The 20th, thus allowing for people to tag into both. Huzzah.
RATING: PG13
SUMMARY: I joked about a bunch of horrified level 1-2 people staring at the level for the dungeon before going off and getting e-beers. I was encouraged. Also, I'm starting with prose just because that's how I roll with intro posts, but brackets are strongly encouraged if that's what makes your soul happy.

...and after some stuff which doesn't particularly matter Dirk was staring at the level info for Δ Choosing Superior Offerings. Level 11 temple dungeon? He'd get his ass kicked.

In time he would go back and deal with this issue, go find people to team up with, whatever. But for now? Now? Goddamn.

So he turned to the nearest person who looks plausibly lost, alarmed, bemused, or other such reactions and said, "Hey. I don't know about you but I'm tired of dungeons right now. Know where a guy can get a drink?"

Comments

[splinterself]

So pretty much they're stuck cleaning up after the world's mess if shit goes down.

[sinkslikearock]

Yep, and to make sure it doesn't happen in the first place. That's not to say everybody loves the Avatar, some people hate him or her. They just respect the station...or not, in some cases.

[splinterself]

And I'm guessing you weren't one of those people?

[sinkslikearock]

I taught the current Avatar Earthbending, and since he was an Airbender to start, it was difficult for him to get it through his head. Besides, if that's the price for my freedom, then heck yeah I jumped at the chance.

[She seems highly satisfied.]

[splinterself]

I'd do the same thing if I were you. In my case, freedom meant playing this one game.