Wow
January of 2000, my first game. I walk up playing my brand new toreador Palan Rille. At the time he had an english accent and was a poet (yeah that lasted 1 game session) Martin meets my pc realizes I'm new, rolls the fuck out of a tremere that was fucking with me (no one liked the tremere back then) and introduces himself ooc. Over the years he was always cool with me, even though not as cool to some others, and we always had a good time.
He will be missed, and as T Doug said, the world is a less interesting place without him.
He will be missed, and as T Doug said, the world is a less interesting place without him.