In the early days of the era of blessings, Krealm Skyshadow watched the gods rain gifts upon the peoples of Wayisloth. Even the dark gods blessed their followers. Wanting a blessing of his own, Krealm approached the gods of light and dark. They smiled and reminded him of the bounty he already possessed. Confused, he asked what they meant. They pointed to his place among the gods.

On New Years Eve this past year I didn't know how hard the year was going to be. I booked a birthday get away so I could play D&D an escape from things for 2 days. Little did I know I would be watching loved ones have to fight off cancer, get taken down by ITP (Immune Thrombocytopenic Purpura) and watch in horror was my government turned on its very institutions and principles doing irreparable damage to our country (and causing my company to lay off or furlough many of my colleagues).