He/Him. Literate. Potty trained.
Peace After Presentation
Since the dawn of tradition (or about two years ago), Thursday is the night. It's an evening of conversation, of good food and good company. On each sacred Thursday, every member of our found family finds a gap in their busy schedules to coalesce at the table. We eat, drink, and laugh together before the work begins. Dice bags are emptied with a glorious clatter. Well-loved books are stacked within easy reach. The table is partitioned accordingly. Thursday is the night. Thursday is for D&D.
Excerpt from Jacob Coster’s unpublished and incomplete autobiography regarding the S.H.A.R.E. procedure and his relationship with Alice Reaves. (June 9, 2061)