Today, I am going to play the role of a completely different sort of Dungeon Master. A Wizard! Who will use all her skill and magical prowess to cunningly convince you to play along in my D&D-esque adventure. For those of you that know me. You’ll know that I love storytelling. Whether or not that’s weaving my own tales of dread and delight, or bringing another's twisted fable to life... I relish the chance to make you look your own depravity in the eye, and admit how much of a slut you truly are. * * * The story begins at a raucous tavern where you're introduced to our protagonist. The Rogue. A cloaked figure, who doesn't quite fit in amongst the many jostling and busy patrons. This rogue happens to meet a beautiful bar-keep who convinces them to visit the abandoned wizard's tower just outside of town. Once at the tower the rogue encounters several beguiling traps. All with the intent of subtly hypnotising you deeper and deeper under my spell. After a long and arduous climb to the highest floors, he eventually finds himself in a room filled with rare items, magical artifacts, ornate trinkets... and raised on a plinth, a crystalline die, with a captivating purple and blue spiral, that is utterly mesmerizing. Of course, as the dice is Shibby-themed, the DM also happens to have an exact replica. She insists the player takes a closer a look at it, and places it in his hand. What happens next all depends on the rogue's, lucky or unlucky, roll of the dice...