Contrary to what some may believe, being gay doesn?t sever a person from morality. I am not out to convert anyone, recruit anyone, and I am not preying on children, but I am supposedly?
?the greatest threat to America?
Everyone that tries to tell me that being a homosexual is wrong is relying on one thing, their religious beliefs. It seems to be nearly impossible to divorce any discussion about the rightness or wrongness of homosexuality from religion, because when you do, the people against it have nothing to base their argument on, and any good debater will tell you that you don?t win a debate by bringing God into it because it?s a cop out. God is all mighty, he can do anything, so any argument against that is moot. It comes down to biblical passages written by men who were ?under the influence of God? and ?can?t be wrong?. Can someone name me one living human being that isn?t ever wrong about something? How about naming one human being that isn?t living that was never been wrong about something, and yes I know that the first answer to that question is going to be Jesus Christ, but then in John 10:30 Jesus says?
Does that mean that Jesus wasn?t human after all?
Next week’s D&D Encounters session marks the beginning of the Council of Spiders. Just as in the last few adventures, Council of Spiders begins at week 0 with character creation. The adventure highly recommends that the players choose Drow as their race, otherwise they will be considered to be a slave of one of three Drow houses.
I will be DM’ing this adventure at Multiverse Comics & Games every Wednesday night at 6:00pm. Read below the break for adventure background information.
Players interested in joining us, please note we will be starting with level 1 characters.
1 January 1936: Copenhagen, Denmark; Christiansborg Palace
Having come to the conclusion that it was too late to head home the night before, Stefan Jorgenson had found his way to a small storage room where he had a cot set up for just such a necessity, where he had laid down, surrounded by stacks of office supplies and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Stefan awoke to the sound of someone rapping at the storeroom door. When he stood and opened it he was greeted by the smiling face of Almar, the 13 year old office boy that often ran errands for Stefan and others. “Sleeping in the closet again?”
“Obviously,” Stefan replied.
“It’s nearly 6 o’clock. Would you like me to run and get you some breakfast from kitchens? Anne is probably all ready got some eggs cooking.”
“That sounds like an excellent idea ‘mar. I’ll be at my desk.” The young lad smiled again before turning around to disappear down a flight of nearby stairs. Stefan straightened out his clothes and hair and headed down the hallway to his office. Despite the New Year’s holiday the day was expected to be a very busy one. As he sat down at his small oak desk he looked across the room at the grandfather clock. He only had about an hour to get ready for the King’s morning briefing.
Stefan quickly opened the night safe and pulled out a large file of papers and began thumbing through the reports from the various government ministers. He was just starting to read through the first report, which was from the Chief of the Army, Erik With; when Almar entered the office with a plate of eggs and bread.
“Thanks ‘mar.” Stefan said as the plate was sat down in front of him.
Midnight Sun – A Hearts of Iron III After Action Report
Denmark – 1936 Grand Campaign
15 November 1863: Copenhagen, Denmark, Amalienborg Palace
Frederick Charles Christian; otherwise known as King Frederick VII of Denmark, lay still upon his bed, his last breath having escaped the lips of his 55 year old body. By his side stand his third wife, Queen Else Marie, his son Frederik Carl, and his adopted son Carl Christian; whose parents, Carl Berling and Louise Rasmussen had been killed in a carriage accident in 1842. As they mourned the passing of the King, the cogs of politics were all ready being put into motion; just as they had countless times going back as far as the Cnut the Great in the 11th century; the passing of the crown from father to son.