Jeb McDonald
First Post
11-13 for me
Fall of 1978, and I was 12. My older brother just started highschool and brought home the (original) boxed set--the one with the light blue cover. He had me roll up 3 characters and he proceeded to DM me through the dungeon which was located at the back of the book. My first character died at the teeth of one of those Giant Rats.
I'm now 38 and have regularly played D&D weekly for the past six years (in addition to less regular games over the 20 years prior to that). For the guys with who I play, we realize D&D is a game, and we treat it as such. We could walk away from it, but why would we (grin)? A wonderful game. It keeps me sane.
Fall of 1978, and I was 12. My older brother just started highschool and brought home the (original) boxed set--the one with the light blue cover. He had me roll up 3 characters and he proceeded to DM me through the dungeon which was located at the back of the book. My first character died at the teeth of one of those Giant Rats.
I'm now 38 and have regularly played D&D weekly for the past six years (in addition to less regular games over the 20 years prior to that). For the guys with who I play, we realize D&D is a game, and we treat it as such. We could walk away from it, but why would we (grin)? A wonderful game. It keeps me sane.