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<blockquote data-quote="Ant" data-source="post: 2529283" data-attributes="member: 17627">As a DM I know there is no such thing as a perfect session.&nbsp; Prepared notes are forgotten, a vital feat or ability gets missed, a player doesn't react to a dramatic moment the way you were hoping ... there's a million reasons why a DM can brood after a session and wonder what happened.But despite these problems sometimes (probably more often than we realise), for no explicable reason, it all just clicks.&nbsp; Players get lost in the moment and suddenly there're no distractions or idle chatter -- everyone at the table is there battling hill giants and brigands outside of Nessermouth, wading through the blood and filth to drive home the killing blow or unleashing their god's powers upon foul aberrations that flense them beyond recognition.&nbsp; Heroics are done, the innocent are saved, evil vanquished and the snooty elves suitably insulted.As a DM I know there is no such thing as a perfect session but when the night ends and the players are still grinning and their thanks come unbidden -- that's when you get that special feeling exclusive to DMs.&nbsp; And, most importantly, that's when you realise it's not about trying to obtain perfection ...So, any fellow DMs care to briefly share a time when everything just ... worked?</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Ant, post: 2529283, member: 17627"] As a DM I know there is no such thing as a perfect session. Prepared notes are forgotten, a vital feat or ability gets missed, a player doesn't react to a dramatic moment the way you were hoping ... there's a million reasons why a DM can brood after a session and wonder what happened. But despite these problems sometimes (probably more often than we realise), for no explicable reason, it all just clicks. Players get lost in the moment and suddenly there're no distractions or idle chatter -- everyone at the table is [I]there[/I] battling hill giants and brigands outside of Nessermouth, wading through the blood and filth to drive home the killing blow or unleashing their god's powers upon foul aberrations that flense them beyond recognition. Heroics are done, the innocent are saved, evil vanquished and the snooty elves suitably insulted. As a DM I know there is no such thing as a perfect session but when the night ends and the players are still grinning and their thanks come unbidden -- that's when you get that special feeling exclusive to DMs. And, most importantly, that's when you realise it's not about trying to obtain perfection ... So, any fellow DMs care to briefly share a time when everything just ... worked? [/QUOTE]

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