Seeing the Spirit get so passionate about Monster World was one of the few joys Zahra had on the road while on the run from Dartz. The little spark of... well, not humanity, but something that wasn't just obsessive scheming, selfishness, smugness, and devotion to his own apocalypse was refreshing.
The Spirit's enthusiasm is answer enough. In answer to his question, Zahra opens their jacket, retrieving a battered leather folder, a carefully-maintained plastic figurine in their semblance with demonic armor, and a heavy-looking dice bag filled to bursting. "We played some every night when we were on the road, so having everything I need in my jacket is just habit now." Beat. "Plus if you fill a bag with solid metal dice, it makes a surprisingly good blackjack for when you just want someone unconscious and you don't have time to duel them. Anyways, as far as the rules go I can transcribe them from memory in the worst case scenario. Being three people at once really helps with that sort of thing."
Zahra fondly regards the figurine. It's clearly been through a lot, but it's been repaired so much that it doesn't show except to the discerning eye. "I ran a Half-Elf Diabolist that promoted into the Dark Knight from the Direst Dungeon expansion. We actually hit Level 19 before you disappeared off the face of the planet, we were playing so often that year. Basically every night that we weren't captured and/or too tired from Doma's bullshit to do anything but to crawl into our sleeping bags and call it a day."
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The Spirit's enthusiasm is answer enough. In answer to his question, Zahra opens their jacket, retrieving a battered leather folder, a carefully-maintained plastic figurine in their semblance with demonic armor, and a heavy-looking dice bag filled to bursting. "We played some every night when we were on the road, so having everything I need in my jacket is just habit now." Beat. "Plus if you fill a bag with solid metal dice, it makes a surprisingly good blackjack for when you just want someone unconscious and you don't have time to duel them. Anyways, as far as the rules go I can transcribe them from memory in the worst case scenario. Being three people at once really helps with that sort of thing."
Zahra fondly regards the figurine. It's clearly been through a lot, but it's been repaired so much that it doesn't show except to the discerning eye. "I ran a Half-Elf Diabolist that promoted into the Dark Knight from the Direst Dungeon expansion. We actually hit Level 19 before you disappeared off the face of the planet, we were playing so often that year. Basically every night that we weren't captured and/or too tired from Doma's bullshit to do anything but to crawl into our sleeping bags and call it a day."