I got beaned by the Satanic Panic, and didn't have the wherewithal to tell my parents to stuff it and _make it stick_, so I didn't get to start playing RPGs until I was 17 and older.. and I had some seriously good times. Never played much actual DnD - I've always been a GURPS fan, mostly because it can be so hilariously broken, and Car Wars is my jam.

But recently I was able to spend six glorious months at a table IRL on a saturday game - we were running the Kingmaker module for Pathfinder, heavily modified.

We were all dragons.

It was such a blast. The GM was.. like a grognard, without being offensive or scary? Very interested educated and dedicated - he did the conversion, and did it so well that for most of the campaign I thought it was designed that way.

It was great fun. It was a wonderful opportunity to socialize and spend time with friends, and yes, kill goblins. Summer came, and job schedules changed, and we haven't been able to play in months. I miss it, I really do.