2.09.2026

You are a middle-aged human undercover sorceror looking for your kind. You come across a game store. The clerks are twins, or clones, race and class unknown.

I'd like to play some games, you say, voice low like you're speaking in code.

It's complicated, they tell you. Wednesdays are for board games, you can just show up and someone will want to play a board game with you.

That sounds nice, you say, I don't have any friends.

This does not concern them. They have each other, after all.

Sundays, well the last Sunday of the month, that's RPG night.

Can I just show up without having a character or anything? You can roll your characters here but there's no telling what game you'll be assigned to.

That's okay, I'm a utility guy, you say.

You wander around the shop for a few minutes. Unpainted miniatures hang on the wall ready to leap out of their boxes into battle. A halfling rogue catches your eye. Double daggers, dual wield.

Doesn't that hood compromise your field of vision in a fight? you ask.

You're not supposed to see me, he says.