At the game table I’m a well-rounded human being. I can converse about a myriad of subjects and carrying on extended conversations. I’m charming and witty, as are most of my companions engaged in our repartee. Out in the real world I’m a hideous antisocial troll reviled by misanthropes as too unpersonable. It’s an interesting study of contrasts, a dichotomy worthy of in-depth analysis and maybe even a sociological dissertation. Too bad defending it will result in a flame war.