Little Surprise Soon

So for about the past month and a half, I've been playing with a group of friends who I meet with at school. What we've been playing? Dungeons and Dragons game, Fifth Edition. I took a test and whatnot and became a High Elf with a Noble backround. He's also Chaotic-Neutral, and does whatever he thinks is right, no matter the cost of it. And lastly, he's a Warlock. (Warlock master race!)

Anyhoo!!!!

I've been having some pretty shitty rolls when it came to picking the order in which everyone attacks, and outside combat rolls. But when it's my turn, I end up rolling some lucky ass rolls when it came to combat. I used eldrich blasts and Agonizing Spears to blast my enemies faces off at 20 to 300 feet away, or shove it up an Oger's ass. So I could be back at camp firing off spears from another realm at Goblins and Orcs, or perhaps a dragon or two when we get there.

So I had in the back of my mind to write a different kind of fiction while I work on "It's Yours..." to help keep creative juices (gittiy) flowing (gittiy).

And all I'm going to tell you is the title:

The Odds are 20 Sided