the dm chair

 So, my freshmen have been playing D&D. I made it part of English class; they have to keep up a character journal, 300 words a session. We play once a week. 

This is my first time DM'ing. I've been playing, as a player, for like... god, it's been like three years now? Maybe four? I don't even remember. But it's been one campaign, so like, I'm very familiar with Bard and vaguely familiar with Barbarian (because I MULTICLASSED), and have a touch-and-go-sort of familiarity with like, cleric and warlock and wizard and rogue and paladin. So when our druid is like, "What do I do?" I'm like, "fuck if I know." 

But it's been... fun? I decided to start them out on the first adventure that we did, so we're going through Waterdeep: Dragon Heist currently, and whenever I'm like, I need a NPC I can play well, boom, wow, there's my level 14 Bardbarian Kosef. My little sister is one of the freshmen, so like, she knows him--when I said, "Well, I can't read," she just got all eyes-wide. So that was fun.

But it has been fun. I have been enjoying doing this part, even if I feel like I'm kind of, rushing a little bit? Because it's like... I get too excited and maybe part of this is because I do know how the adventure roughly goes, but I dunno. I've got some kids who are more into it than I thought they would be. It's been a good time.