Dungeons and Dragons, the game that broke my shell

I remember back to the first day I played Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) with great fondness. It was at a game shop called War and Pieces. I loved that place and miss it greatly. 

The character I made was a human variant cleric. For those of you who do not know what that is, comment if you want more info. I named him Paxis. The name I use for everything. Eventually his gender was changed by a spell and I became Paxis. I decided it was a unisex name. Anyway, the reason I am bringing this up is because of the social anxiety that I had to break to play DnD. 

It is a interactive game where you have to talk, and explain what you want to do. I started when I was 20, I think, and I have become good at it. I have even become an left field Dungeon Master (DM). My DM style is weird and a lot of people seem to enjoy it. The point here is that I became confident with my interactive skills,and decided to run campaigns. Not just participate, but be the driving force of the story. 

It feels great when I am playing DnD because I feel a kinship with the players and my peers. I want to do a lot with DnD, maybe DM at conferences, and all kinds of other things. I love DnD and I do not plan on stopping anytime soon.

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