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Burnt
What did I do wrong? A way forward feels so uncertain...
New Vs The Old - Critical Role Campaign I & II
By - https://twitter.com/EZombieArt
Some wonderful artwork showing off the two different characters groups.
The Heroes of Critical Role Campaign II by Ariana Orner
https://twitter.com/ornerine
Some astoundingly awesome characters and the first episode was wonderful.
Watch It Here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=byva0hOj8CU
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Critical Role’s Vox Machina by Eric Martin
https://twitter.com/ericmartinDOOD
Dying Of The Light by Gold-Seven
To be so afraid of saying the wrong thing that you say nothing at all.
Two Minutes To Midnight...
It’s hard to explain what it’s like to feel like you’re in limbo, but I’m going to try...
Being caught between moments seems to be the best expression of this, at least right now. As I sit here writing this my body, my mind, my soul, feels like its trapped in a moment, sitting on the edge of a raging explosion of emotions that is forever about to happen.
I find myself thinking over everything, every possible outcome to situations, be they good or bad. I sometimes feel like some of these realities have played out already and some part of me - some other version of me, has entered into each of these new futures - but I’m left behind, or at least this ‘me’.
In some of these realities, everything works out as I hope it would. Happiness centres me and I find myself enjoying the life I’ve always wanted. Then, I feel like that reality, that potential future is drawn away from me and shut behind a veil - I can see it, I can almost feel it, but it’s just out of reach.
I am always pulled back into the space I am now, this limbo. A lot of this is my own fault and I know it - my mind just doesn’t work in the right way to follow those ghosts of the future into their realities. I have tried to take that leap of faith twice before and I’m not sure it was for the better...
I think this is why I can find some kind of lonely solace amidst the limbo I find myself in now. I cannot succeed...and I cannot fail. There’s a dark and self-deprecating safety about that.
I feel the same safety in the fleeting moments of joy I seek with friends. It’s almost like a portal has been opened on limbo and I’ve been allowed to peek out into what life can be...and I like it. But, after those moments have passed I return back into this...state...and a place I believe I deserve to be.
Despite all of that inner second-guessing going on inside my mind, I crave such simple things, such boring things. There are so many moments where I just want to hug someone, hold their hand, sit close to them and experience those small moments of comforting bliss that are how life should be.
Maybe I’m too idealistic about this and my situation. Maybe this is why I retreat back into the limbo I find so comforting in its own warped way. It stops me telling people how I really feel.
Whenever I do contemplate it I feel this tingle down my left arm that feels like a surge of heat has flooded my body and crackles at the very end of my fingers. It’s as if a part of me is ready to break free of the trap I’ve set for myself but the rest of me just won’t take the same leap and burst into action.
It’s like embers smouldering in the depths of a dying fire. There’s heat there, but the resolve to burn has dwindled to nothing.
Sometimes I wish that fate or whatever power out there would thrust me into a situation where I have no choice but to go forward. I know that they say you make your own luck, your own fate...but I feel like I need a guiding hand, I need help, I need someone to put their hand on my shoulder and tell me that it’s all going to be ok and that whatever I choose, it will be alright.
In times like this, I wish I believed in God. I think that would give me some reassurance and a way forward. Still, I think there is something out there and while it can’t give its attention to everyone, all the time, maybe one day I’ll fall under the gaze of fate. Who knows right?
Once again this is another one of those lines of thought that I just had to write down and send off into the ether. If anyone reads this, they don’t know me, and I don’t expect them too, but sometimes it’s good to shout out into the void and see what happens.
I don’t know if this has helped me but I can at least look back at this and remind myself that I can put words to what I’m feeling, even if they are scattered and fragmented.
I hope I find the courage to stoke that fire again inside me.
Escaping From Reality In D&D
After reading this, this is very much a stream of consciousness and probably doesn’t make a lot of sense...but here it is all the same. Maybe it will help some people and/or generate a dialogue. I think there are still things I’d like to say, or wish I could articulate - but the heart of what I mean is here.
I’m asked a lot what my favourite tabletop game is. In my line of work that is pretty much a standard first question. I always tell them that while I love miniatures and board games, my real love is role-playing games - however fleeting my experiences with them might be.
At the very surface layer, a role-playing game allows you a form of escapism unlike many others and together with a group of friends, maybe two or as many as six, you cooperatively tell a story and weave together a narrative producing watercooler moments you’ll most likely remember for the rest of your life.
But, it goes deeper than that. What I don’t tell many people and yet drives me to write this now is that at the very heart of it, role-playing games allow me to be the person I don’t have the confidence to be in real life and provide me with a safe space in order to feel out particular issues and try and resolve them in some small way.
This isn’t to say this is always the case but sometimes you get perfect moments where you truly embody your character, becoming them, and finding a way to solve a problem.
One of the problems I’ve always had in the real world is a lack of confidence. I don’t know when it truly started but I think when I was at secondary school a lot of the real world scared me, as did growing up.
Because I had no real idea of what I wanted to do, or any certainly when it came to my path in life (it appears I was a very deep teenager...) I always played the role of Paladins and Clerics.
These warriors of faith were so sure and confident about what they had to do that for me it was almost a way for me to ‘be’ confident without fear of getting it wrong.
I still remember my Paladin, Auduin who was strong and able, forthright and devout, accused of a crime he did not commit and seeking a way to prove his worth. I lived and loved that character, in many ways thanks to my friend who was the Dungeon Master, but because it was a part of me that I wasn’t capable of showing in real life, but could explore on the tabletop during my games - in real life, I was never a leader, and still don’t particularly take on that role, but in a game I felt safe to do so.
I think through role-playing games and that particular campaign I came to genuinely be more forthright - I feel like that might have fallen away a bit again over the years but it helped a lot during that time.
The leader figure would again be personified in Leopold, my soldier character from a particularly exciting Warhammer Fantasy Role-Play game we played for many months.
He again was a man pursued and haunted by his perceived failures on the battlefield, letting people down for his cowardice - in the end, he ‘died’ fighting one of his fallen comrades, but in the doing so saved the life of a little girl alongside his friends. After that moment he was reborn as a Warrior Priest (see, I’m back on the devout side of things again!) and I remember genuine feelings and emotions in the final moments of that campaign as he tried hard to rally people to his cause to fight an invading army - this led me towards another aspect of role-playing I’d been using to supplement my own failings, and that would be a heavy dose of charisma.
I’ve never truly played a properly talkative character in games - more often than not because I didn’t think I could do them justice, but there have been times where I’ve played the Galliard in Werewolf, the storytellers and wordsmiths of the world.
Again taking on these roles allowed me to try and be the person I wanted to be within a safe space with people I knew. No-one was going to judge me (too harshly) for saying the wrong thing, and I could learn to try and be more articulate and think about the words I’m using.
I genuinely think that the time spent around the table being these characters has made me feel more comfortable expressing myself and talking with others in social settings. More often than not I’d been the nervous one who just waited to me talked to but I think as I’ve grown up and realised it isn’t that hard - I’ve started to be more like the characters I’ve played.
Many of my characters have been a way for me to be someone I don’t feel capable of being in real life in that regard.
In recent years I’ve played a toweringly strong Werewolf named Baldur, and a man afraid of what he’ll become if he gives into the monster in Simon.
Both were so utterly different. I think in many ways Baldur was a way for me to deal with the angry person I’d become at the time - simply able to lash out and solve things using his fists. Simon grew out of the same period of time where I think I found myself counteracting that idea and trying to deal with it in a setting where violence was, for the most part, the only way - I had to think and strategise more about what I could do in order to get past whatever hurdles were put in front of us without resorting to violence.
My latest character is more the ideal me than I think I’ve ever thought about before. Currently, I’m playing a Warforged Fighter named Ward in a game of Dungeons & Dragons.
He’s brave and strong, true to his friends (dangerously so) and says everything he’s feeling no matter the consequences because to him - the truth is important and he can’t stand the thought of lying to people. He embodies a lot of what I wish I could be.
Ward wears his heart on his sleeve, and in many ways, I wish I could be more like him and lay the cards on the table in so many different situations.
Role-playing games then at the heart of it let me know that all of these different things are possible - even if it takes me a while I work up the courage to do them myself.
A lot of people who play characters for a long time in the likes of D&D say that they take on attributes of them in their everyday life. The folks behind Critical Role have said as much when they talk about themselves and I can understand how that happens.
A bit of you goes into every character you make, and then I think as things unfold, a bit of them returns when the game is over.
I might not be fighting dragons any time soon but when life throws something big at you may be asking yourself what one of your characters might do isn’t such a bad thing?
Mortal Realm Great Cities Artwork from Age Of Sigmar
https://www.games-workshop.com/en-GB/Warhammer
Some of the fantastic artwork from Age of Sigmar showing off a degree of world-building to help cement the game within its setting.
Ward, Faldwin & Reburb from Nerdz Night
http://www.beastsofwar.com/nerdz-night/
This is our current D&D campaign where I play the Warforged Fighter born of magic and nature.
Warhammer Underworlds: Shadespire
Faction Art - https://www.facebook.com/warhammerunderworlds/
Vox Machina by Hugo Cardenas
Twitter Link: https://twitter.com/Takayuuki_art?lang=en-gb
Some of the most amazing characters ever, and they’re not from any film or TV show!
Wander
“Even the things that feel the most right don’t work out in the end.
This is the worst kind of love.”
Art By https://marcodalidingo.deviantart.com/art/Wanderer-282263247
Fantasy Vs Reality
There are times where you find yourself in moments of Fantasy even in real life. It could be moments where you forget the outside world and simply create a life for yourself in those precious seconds.
It’s hard to drag yourself away from those moments and indeed harder in some cases to leave them when you have no control.
Is it wrong to enjoy those moments for what they are though? Are you kidding yourself if you seek them out rather than dwell in reality?
As bad for me as it may be, sometimes embracing quiet moments of escapism in the simple things might be the outlet I need right now.
Letting Go
I think today I finally came to a realisation that I need to just let some things go.
You can try hard, and push on, but when the reality of it hits maybe you need to focus your energy elsewhere.
If it is meant to happen, it will...but don’t let something consume you.
Your Story
Someone told me recently that they’re view of life was warped by books, televisions and movies and that they were never going to achieve what they wanted because their ideas were so different from real life.
I don’t believe that’s the case. I believe you can have those fairy tale moments, you can experience adventure and develop relationships like those of heroes and heroines that you’ve read about in books - you just have to find the right characters to enjoy your story with.
Maybe it makes me foolish and idealistic to others but I believe that you can find that kind of happiness, even if it is a long time coming for many.
Critical Role Sourcebook Art by Aaron J Riley
See More Here http://www.aaronjriley.com/
A Thought Of You
A thought of you is as fire. A surge of heat, a tingle through my skin, across my body and through my veins, to the very ends of my fingers.
A thought of you is as lightning. A course of electricity that jolts me from the mundane world and casts me into thoughts of you by my side in a tumultuous storm of emotions.
A thought of you is as water. Calm and serene yet at the same time a roiling sea threatening to drag me down.
The thought of you is almost too much, and yet I would have it be no different.