We fell in love with that stuff right form the start. We had two other friends named James and Marshall who also found it pretty interesting so they joined us in Eddie's living room while we messed around with the game.

I remember enjoying it a lot because Eddie's mom always baked these apple pies that I would seriously stick my dick into they're so good. I didn't come from a well-off family so I enjoyed Eddie's circumstances. But this isn't about me, this story's about Eddie.

this better end with some gay sex

Since I was the writer of the group (I was writing for the school newspaper at the time), they saw fit to assign me as Dungeon Master after a couple of fuck-around sessions. And it was pretty damn fun, I thought. I'd create adventures for them to pal around in. And I'm not going to lie, I was a railroading DM, before I even knew what that was.

But anyway, Eddie had an older brother who was a sports jock and he'd always make fun of us for sitting around at home and not enjoying what was "out there waiting." But what did he know? We loved doing what we did.

Our party was as generic party as you could get. James would run a halfling thief named Seamus or something like that, Marshall would go with an elven magic-user named Ark'tur or something with as many apostrophes, and Eddie went with a human paladin. Not so much creativity in the name though. Edward the Paladin. Blatant self-insert but I never faulted him for it.

>>7951612
Someone's going to be disappointed...

We did this throughout the rest of high school, gaming, apple-pieing, remaining the socially awkward teens who had never kissed a girl before in their lives. But I don't know, we had our gold and our armor, and our stories. We did grow up in the suburbs of California. We didn't have too much adventure to speak of. I don't think we enjoyed it as much as Eddie though. After a session he'd go on about how someday he'd go off on an adventure of his own. But we talked a lot back in the day. We'd make fun of him and tell him that the only one doing all that was Edward and his horse Kelmora (which was what he named his mount).

Adventure did come, in a way. As soon as high school ended, we went our separate ways. We tried to keep in touch with each other, but things happen, life gets in the way, and eventually we lost track somehow. I had gone on to a university here and majored in English. I teach at a local high school now. Happily married. James joined the military. Either the navy or the marines, I forget which. Marshall started working at his dad's pizza place. I don't know where he is now.

>>7951861
then get off this board, you fucking retard

>>7951873

Let the man tell his story Chucklefuck.

MARSHAL WENT OFF TO PIZZA WHAT'S NEXT

About three years ago though, I got a letter form Eddie. He had become an accountant for some small business. Tax auditing, book-keeping, that sort of stuff. Still unmarried, but he had gone through several girlfriends. Or so he'd said. He was a scrawny little bastard in any case. He said that he saved up as much money as he needed. In fact, I have the letter here.

"Jeff,

How are you, you bastard? It was a hell of a hassle trying to find you and the guys. But this internet shit makes everything so much easier. English teacher at [name of high school here], huh? You always did have a thing for words. And I think it was James who had the thing for the ladies. Not that I didn't have my way with a couple of broads with you three idiots out of my way. I kid! Damn, I'm just blabbering here. We have so much to catch up on. I turned out to make a great accountant. Are you married? I didn't get an invitation in the mail but then again we sort of stopped communicating. But I thought this would be important. I have some good news for you, buddy. I DID IT! Did what, you may be asking? I have saved up enough money to get out of here and go out on that adventure. You remember all that shit we used to talk, don't you? I sent you a picture so you know what I mean. Just know that I'll keep in touch with you and the other guys. I might even stop by where you all live when this is all done. There's too much to say. I can barely stay sitting down and keep writing this damn thing. WE NEED TO DO SOME CATCHING UP.

Eddie"

Along with the letter came a picture of a motorcycle. Painted onto its side was the name "Kelmora." Fucking A.

>>7952020
hahah either this guy is completely off his rocker... or he has a good sense of humor

>>7951962
Sorry it's taking so damn long. I didn't transcribe the whole letter. It'd take too long.

He'd send more letters in the coming months. Apparently, the guy had left home, quit his job, and emptied his bank account. He was going across the whole goddamn United States on Kelmora, the paladin on his fucking mount. I tried talking him out of it at first, but damned if I didn't find his dedication a little admirable. He didn't really have much back home in any case. No wife, Mama Callahan had fallen to lung cancer in the mid-90's, he didn't have any father to speak of as far as he was concerned...

Although in the summer of 2007, the letters had stopped coming in.

>>7951894
lovers gonna love
I don't even want
none of the above I want to pee on youuuuuuu

>>7952147

He was born in the wrong time period :/

>>7952207

If he'd been born in roman times they would have thrown him girls like Nancy.

FINISH THE FUCKING STORY!

At first, I wasn't so worried. I mean you can only afford so much paper, envelopes, motel rooms, and gasoline after so many years of work. I had believed that he was going back home and trying to get his job back, the poor bastard. I would have wrote back, but I figured it would be a moot point since the return addresses would always be different. But I was still worried. I even went as far as trying to track down James and Marshall but I don't even remember their last names to be honest. Which is terrible of me, I know.

A few days ago I received a phone call from the Police Department of Newport, Maine. They had discovered a wreck off the highway. The victim was a white male, and he looked like he had died after losing control of his bike on the slippery roads they had up there in the north. Scrawny little bastard, wasn't carrying much. Bike had the word "Kelly" or "Kelmdor" painted on the side, in orange. It was faded out, tough to tell. My name was mentioned in a journal that was kept in the rider's leather jacket. Had to go through a couple dozen of people with my name though, before they even managed to reach me, on the other side of the United States. I don't now how they did it, but I'm sort of glad I don't have such a common last name as Smith or Johnson.

>>7952288
D:

>>7952288

T_T

And me, I'm going to the funeral next Saturday. His brother hadn't even known he was gone, but he was willing to pay for the funeral. He seemed pretty torn up about it. I haven't talked to that guy in ages, but I still remember how he made fun of us and everything. We'll have a nice laugh about it, I'm sure.

I don't know, /tg/. I haven't picked up a Player's Handbook in ages, but I just want to play again all of a sudden. That's the story. Thanks for reading.

At least he died doing what he wanted. It's good to get something like this off your mind.

>>7952288
I'm going to make Edward my next Pally. Damn you, OP. That made me cry manly tears.

Even though he was a paladin, I guess you could say...

...he really failed his ride check.

>>7952398
aaand the moment is ruined. thank you, /tg/. thank you.

>>7952398
>>7952415

;_;
I'm speechless, dude. My condolences.

>>7952398
Never change Shas.


Regardless, my best wishes go to sir. May you find a new group soon.

It is a sad story. But man, what a way to go out. Riding a bike & following your dream. I think I too shall make a paladin in my next game to commemorate his noble quest.

>>7952398
OP here. I'll admit I laughed. Shas, you bastard. Thanks to the rest of you. I think I'm going to try to find a copy of the AD&D handbook and have it buried with him.

I am surprised Shas didn't make a paladin falling joke.

I was going to be sad.. but..

Thinking on it, I'm not. This guy did what no one else would have done. So many people have passing thoughts about just going out and doing something crazy, but how many really do it? Hell, most people get in their rut and don't venture beyond the city limits they've settled down in. He didn't just go out on an adventure. No no. He did much more than that. He changed his life. He took control and lived the life he wanted. The life he desired.

He died living his dream. He died happier than any of us could imagine being.

A salute. For Edward.

>>7952489
A book and a set of dice, OP. A really nice set of dice.

Did he actually do any paladining?

>>7953083

>>7953341
>>7953083
A salute indeed. If I had a rifle I would fire it off to the east.

Hot damn, OP. This is the kind of stuff you never think would happen.

Eddie was a tribute to his fellow man. He's my hero. Damn.

>>7952349
fucking manly tears, bro.

Do it. Play some D&D for his memory. Remember the good times. Hell, maybe even try to convince his brother to play for once.

Huh. My family name is Callahan, and I'm from California, but I don't have and Eddies in the family... I was sort of hoping for a connection here.

>>7952349
manlytears.jpg

I was hoping it wasnt gonna end up with him dying. shit.

Eddie was right, he did what all men should do. Why are we to be tied to some dead in job, doing what we do not like over and over again, just to satisfy some false sense of "belonging" into a group that does not care for us? Seize happiness by the balls, demand what you want from life and make it happen.

>>7953842
For the rest of us, maybe we got some things to work at the dead-end job for. Some of us, it's a family, parents, maybe kids. But god damn, this guy is incredible. A lot of people talk shit all the damn time, but he actually up and fucking left. I mean wow. What blatant disregard for societal norms. I mean, there's so much uncertainty out there. He left a stable job! Lots of Americans would kill for something like that!

This man was an adventurer, true and true.

>>7953893
that man also might have been fucking crazy.

>>7953904
Most great men are.

>>7953904

After I graduated I drove across the country before going to college, but nothing on par with Eddie here. Also didn't name my car after my Paladin's mount. Actually didn't get into /tg/-related stuff until I started college.

o_O

eddie's the man

>>7953904
Eh.

Nothing wrong with being crazy.