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Message: <blockquote data-quote="skinnydwarf" data-source="post: 6253099" data-attributes="member: 7024">I started playing in 1993, when I was thirteen.  I had wanted to play even earlier, when some other Boy Scout kids were playing it at camp.  The senior patrol leader and DM was designing a tank for the game, and I thought that was awesome.  My mom wouldn't let me play though because, "Don't those D&D kids do drugs?"A year or two later another (apparently more respectable in my mother's eyes) Boy Scout started up a game and I joined.  My first character was was a 1st level wizard, whose name escapes me at the moment. All I remember of the first game was we were in town, some orcs attacked the outskirts.  When it was my turn I fired my one magic missile, and then hid on the edge of the battle trying to throw daggers.Eventually that campaign ended when I wasn't there. The DM apparently got frustrated, and had the castle we were exploring collapse on everyone. Yup, rocks fall, everybody dies it not just a myth. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />That summer the kid down the street started DMing his own game, and I played a dwarf fighter, thus beginning my love affair with the stout folk.  I still remember how proud I was to come up with such a great back story for my guy- he was an orphan because his parents were killed by orcs, and he wanted revenge!The fact that there no orcs in Krynn (where the DM wanted to set the game because he loved Dragonlance) was kind of lost on us.</blockquote>

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