Calling
peladon, Bill and maybe
watervole too - do you recall the saga of Dorian di Chrysaetos and Jehanne de Valerian?
I still refuse to use her married name. That marriage was annulled, and I was furious when the newsletter referred to her as Jehanne Morgan when they printed our obituaries - ironically, on the same page as our marriage announcement. Damn them, our marriage was the legal one, short as it was... I'd have protested, but for being dead and all.
I'm back in the roleplaying saddle, that's all, and seeing certain parallels. It makes me want to reminisce. I wish to hell I still had the love letters I wrote her. I wish I hadn't destroyed so many brain cells in the intervening years.
Apologies to the 98.9% of the f-list who have no idea what I'm talking about and care less. I'll try not to do it again.
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I still refuse to use her married name. That marriage was annulled, and I was furious when the newsletter referred to her as Jehanne Morgan when they printed our obituaries - ironically, on the same page as our marriage announcement. Damn them, our marriage was the legal one, short as it was... I'd have protested, but for being dead and all.
I'm back in the roleplaying saddle, that's all, and seeing certain parallels. It makes me want to reminisce. I wish to hell I still had the love letters I wrote her. I wish I hadn't destroyed so many brain cells in the intervening years.
Apologies to the 98.9% of the f-list who have no idea what I'm talking about and care less. I'll try not to do it again.
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Ah, the memories. Khan Gurbit Chevalier's rousing speeches to his troops... the Border Horse... the Fireguard... rum and raisin ice cream in a satin-lined dungeon...
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IIRC Cardinal Drachenfel survived because David was camped in the garden and he was therefore deemed not to be in the college (or something of the sort).
I distinctly remember Delenda meets with Graham Dixon in the library his ear pressed against the floor listening to the plotting below in the kitchen.
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I never got very far with the listening thing (oh yes, I tried), although I did once persuade another player that I was Jill Candlish. I didn't tell him I was, you understand, just didn't correct him...