Gamer's Crack

There's something about having a hoard of polyhedrals spread out in front of you that just makes you oh so very happy, and there's really no explaining the phenomenon. Those colored dice have a special power that can strip even sophisticated conversationalists of their ability to say anything more intelligent than "ooh, dice!" And for those so addicted, there really is no substitute.

I am highly addicted to dice, and every year at Gencon, I have to make several Will saves to avoid buying everything I can grab when I pass the Chessex tables. Fortunately for me, my very wonderful husband keeps me anchored to reality, and I settle on a new set or a scoop or something. I did pretty good this year and only bought one set (blue Nebula), and are they nice!

If you're anything like me, you have those special dice that are reserved for special purposes. I have a set of d6's that I only use to roll up my characters. I have a set of d8's that I use almost exclusively for my healings or longbow/sword damage. And of course, I have my ever-favorite (until it rolls too many single-digits, anyway) d20. It's translucent green with white numbers, and I can't start a session until I have it on the table, along with whatever other dice I'll need.

For those of you who feel hopelessly addicted, feel no shame. It's a perfectly natural response for one who rolls dice as we do. Just remember, you're not alone; there are others who love those polyhedrals as much as you do.