Spider Goat Part Duex

where

the desert

wind

and stars

collide

our road

trip travels

along the

constellations

Jeff Stanford

St. Pancras Renaissance Hotel London, UK,

Hidden beneath the grass, shaped by the Atlantic coast, and built around a quiet central courtyard.

The DM desperately doesn’t want us to be inquiring. But our newly mortal ex-vampire NPC is engaging in mortality for the first time in a century and has forgotten how to do things. She called cheese, “as good as eating people.” We are explaining things like, no, you can’t jump off that tower, you’re not dying it’s just sunburn, don’t take that many drugs you will literally die.

And then we’re all out of character discussing possible vampire anatomy and digestion. I posited that if they’re anything like vampire bats they probably pee a lot but don’t poop. He evaded as much as he could but then we got onto the topic of having a period again after a century of no periods. And how upset we’d all be after a century of freedom and that’s only once a month.