UK Games Expo Day 1

I never thought I would get excited about dice. About twenty years ago I lost all my dice. Some of them had stories. But what do you do. I replaced them. Somebody complained that they couldn't read the dice so I got the most garish, brain offending dice I could. Over time I got another set of them. After that, somewhere along the way I have acquired them. People have left them behind, I have been gifted some, some giveaways and then there are the ones I cannot readily explain. There are a lot of Chessex dice, some cheap ass dice but nothing expensive.

Whilst at the Expo I sat down to listen to listen to a talk. It turned out to be the son of Gary Gygax, Luke Gygax. I am not a big fan of D&D but Luke was an entertaining speaker. It was almost the high point of the day. 

So I got to ask a question at the end. Being a dad, I wanted to know what Luke's best memory of his dad was. It turned out it was his dad killing his character in an entertaining way. A nice story about a nice guy told by a nice guy.

As I was getting up to leave Luke gave me a set of dice. Yes the first paragraph did seem a little random. It was a set of expert level dice, along with a crayon to colour in the numbers. Old school. This is now the most expensive set of dice I own. By about five times. From here on our, the dice of the son of Gygax.