|Ah Crivelli. One of my favourite artists. His fruit obsession is a source of joy. Anyway, an image of a Mother for the day. One who bears precisely no resemblence to me.|
I should be at the theatre and will be in about half an hour. Overslept.
However, it is Mother's Day. I am a Mother. Therefore it is decreed that as a Mother I can have on this day an hour to do what I want. Which is update games. So I did. So there.
And where are they now, those brave gamers of mine?
Well, it's all fairly exciting.
Tombs I are embarking on the epic fight against their fully-equipped, fully-rested evil selves. From experience, this is a very tough one. See here for why.
Tombs II are busy concocting an elaborate and wondrous plan to raid a Gith pirate ship. This involves incompetent mercenaries, a small band and a missing otyugh.
Lost City are dealing with Trignotarb succession issues on the one hand and a gigantic spider with nasty young on the other. In both cases, the tool of choice is violence. Team Spider are also getting to know the oklu - as strange servitor race with interesting powers.
Den of the Slave Takers have met the Slave Takers and are trying to get far enough into the nasty temple of Torog to rescue the prisoners.
All normal stuff in fact, but I am happy to be back to more regular updating.
In other news, my Twelfth Night costume does not make me look like a light-fitting. It is made of upholstery fabric and feels suitably heavy and good although I'm dimly aware that I may resemble a short, fat armchair from the back.
Today I learn to climb stairs in a long, full skirt, up a vertical ladder and down again. This will be entertaining. Or not.
Awardage went hilariously awry. Many of my nominees were also nominated by other nominees leading to a sort of knock out effect. It doesn't help that Google has taken it upon itself to prune my reading list. Apologies to all concerned.