This guy’s name was Jason. He was a little Dwarven shitbag. We invited him to play D&D with us a few times. And somehow, he would either do something reckless, or was just plain unlucky with the dice and consequently, he got attacked by the monsters. He really took it personally, and it wasn’t at all. But he was convinced that we were against him.

He tried to get us to play star wars with him. We went as far as rolling characters, but by the time we got ready to play, it was just not that interesting so we would bag it.

I’m really pleased with the art for Jason. He didn’t really look that way, but I like the character.

Trivia: Jason is the reason I know how to say offensive things in Finnish. He had studied abroad and when drunk would tell us things.