Sitting shiva: Remembering our fallen Dragon

For those of you who have not yet heard our sad news, Gary Gygax, founding father of Dungeons & Dragons, passed away earlier this week at the age of 69. As you can tell, this has not been the happiest of weeks for your Dragonmaster. I have spoken to many of you within and beyond the realms of the Renaissance Faire, Role-playing Game and Sci-fi/Fantasy Communities concerning this; some of you have said that Gary's passing did not necessarily connect us in the way that I interpreted it in my tribute, presented here in the Diary of Magecraft yesterday.

That's neither here nor there, dearests. What's important is the fact that you were, in some way, by some higher purpose, inspired by all that Gary accomplished. Without that, our three Communities simply would not exist, whether you believe my thoughts or not!

Still, for all of that, the man was remarkably unique, and notably wise in his years; and his influence, if nothing else, made the magic of D&D possible.

And now, if you'll kindly excuse me, dear friends, I must spend the balance of the next few hours alone. (Sniffle!) After all, even a Mage must weep. (HONK!!!)

Master Blackwolf