Flanking: Good Team Work or Unbalancing the Game?
Flanking is an optional rule in D&D 5e, generally used with miniatures (although you can also use it in theater-of-the-mind combat if you want—I do). Flanking is where two or more miniatures ‘surround’ another (which we’ll call the 3rd), on … Continue reading Flanking: Good Team Work or Unbalancing the Game?
Zenith. A haiku.
I reach the zenith And immediately fall Too much gravity For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to … Continue reading Zenith. A haiku.
Time to drive. a poem.
The manual transmission sticks at times, a reminder that we need a service and I need to find a new place for my engine to unwind. There was a time when things were simpler, when you could change the sparks … Continue reading Time to drive. a poem.
Critical Hits – spicing up the natural 20 in D&D 5e
So, you rolled a 1 on d20 attack roll. It means you categorically missed, no matter what your modifier. The opposite goes when rolling a 20 on d20 attack roll. You hit and get to roll your weapon’s damage dice … Continue reading Critical Hits – spicing up the natural 20 in D&D 5e
Curious. A poem.
Mister curious Digging up questions And quotients And seeking answers Undivided, yet multiplied How curious Can one man be In a world where Everything Is laid out plain to see? Keep digging For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Curious. A poem.
Expectations. A poem.
How often do expectations Let us down? How often do we strain And stretch the imagination In a tug of war Of real and immaterial And how often do we fail Because we thought Just a little too much And … Continue reading Expectations. A poem.
No Muse. A poem.
I have no muse And so my words Flow winsome And aimless Waltzing on To chaotic beats And tiresome chords Waiting for one To lead me back To place my foot Upon the boards To find the fire And burn … Continue reading No Muse. A poem.
Consequential Rage. A poem.
I tire of being a wanderer, of petty inconsistency and introverted wiles, bickering and bleating in this bleak and vast apogee of mind. I wanted to be confident, full of vanity and fire —an actor on a stage— such eloquence, … Continue reading Consequential Rage. A poem.
Lingered. A poem.
You Lingered Just Long Enough To Make Me Think You Were The One Then You Were Gone And Your Absence Lingered On For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All … Continue reading Lingered. A poem.
Player. A haiku.
I refuse to play the games you place before me …maybe just this once. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book … Continue reading Player. A haiku.
Scene, Set and Match. A poem.
Scene: a small, Italian restaurant. Two newly-matched. Time set aside. Something right and something wrong. Laughter and humility. Understanding and empathy. Certainty and unreality. Scene, set and match. Let’s do this all again, shall we? For more of my poetry, … Continue reading Scene, Set and Match. A poem.
Random. A poem.
Inestimable And contrary The random thoughts And musings Of one On the other side Of the veil Cocksure and homespun And all designed To take Your breath away In a Single Random Heartbeat For more of my poetry, check out … Continue reading Random. A poem.
Godzilla 2: King of the Monsters. A movie review.
No spoilers! If you like oversized beasties ripping buildings apart you’re gonna love this pic. Even the family drama at the centre of the movie was good. I enjoyed the first Godzilla a few years back, and then Skull Island, … Continue reading Godzilla 2: King of the Monsters. A movie review.
Guessed. A poem.
My guest, I guessed I knew you; I was wrong, as I often am, But fail to admit to. My guest, you came and went away, And left me wanting more, As I have and will, for days. My guest, … Continue reading Guessed. A poem.
Watcher. A poem.
The news just seems to scream at you Falling on deaf ears and blind eyes Distracted by The latest ongoing Hyper-reality TV Lifestyle show You watch as life Just passes you by For more of my poetry, check out Poetry … Continue reading Watcher. A poem.
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