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D&D last night was great.  We've been playing Call of Cthulhu lately, so it's been almost a month since I was last Avvareth, the paranoid deserter Aasimar war mage, but we all fell neatly enough back into our rather irreverant, rivalrous, ever-so-slightly-meta characters, and great fun was had by all.  We fought the necromancer, killed her ded, cut off her head, and brought it back to the awesome 10' undead priest who stuck it on a spike and THEN rezzed it.  Awesometastic.  Oh, and we did this to get a nifty statue for the undead dude's god, who likes us. 

Avvareth is considering becoming undead, and the albino drow wants to become a dread necromancer.  What happened to our vaguely neutral good average as a party?

ANYWAY, we got our GM to lick himself and shoot himself in the head with a nerf shotgun, so the night was a fantastic success, in my humble opinion.