I could die without ever having to hear how you got into RPGs

Podcasters take note. 

So, irony storm inbound. It’s not some story about how my older brother had the books or whatever. 

There was no mentor. Just some confusion about what a book was. It wasn’t a choose your own adventure book. Or it was but not in the way I thought. Dragon Warriors. Cheers Dave and Oliver. I’ll probably never recapture the magic of reading that book.

Without my younger sister none of this would have been possible. She was the first player in every game. Dragon Warriors. Marvel Superheroes. DnD. None of it would’ve happened if she hadn’t played. She’s not big into fantasy, I don’t know that she’s even read a comic all the way through. These days I think her favourite Netflix show is Emily in Paris. Not renowned for its roleplaying potential. However if she she hadn’t been the First Barbarian, been Captain Marvel (the Monica Rambeau one,) or bashed the baddies as She Hulk, been Kara the Cleric; I don’t even know if I’d have got this thing off the ground.

So my RPG origin story isn’t one of someone introducing me to the game but of the person who came along for the ride whether she was super into it or not.

Thanks, the Baby, couldn’t have done any of this without you.