Dreams from Salty Prunes

This sounds silly, but I’ve literally had this dream. I arrive at an organized play table—typically Pathfinder Society—and nothing I need is in my bag. No dice. No miniature. Not even my character sheet. The whole time I’m franticly searching the GM is scowling at me.

Which is weird, as I’ve had people show up empty-handed to their first session before and it’s never been an issue to hand out a pre-gen or share dice.

This is really your standard “showing up for class for a test you haven’t studied for” dream, with the slight twist.



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