DnD

In todays DnD session, we went toe-to-toe with a lich. This was mildly entertaining, to say the least. The most notable part of the session was where the pregnant-with-a-baby-that-might-be-a-god barbarian (incidentally, my character) failed a will-save vs. dominate person. She could have potentially killed the party warrior (much disliked by all concerned; he uses my dice, damnit!) if he hadn't prudently fled, and came close to killing the party's NPC sorceror/rogue. Then the druid's heavily armoured and buffed up ape stepped in, which is where things got distinctly unhappy; I was expecting character death, but was fortunately saved by being plot-necessary. Meanwhile, the paladin, Alara, was laying into the lich, who promptly croaked it. Well, he really croaked it when the druid destroyed his phylactery, calling it out as revenge for the death of his mother and sister. Concinnity (the Barbarian) made her will save the next day and stopped wanting to kill everyone in the party, and all was happy. Then we did loot. Lots, and lots, and lots of loot. Huzzah!
That was pretty much the session - we only ran until six because Dan had to do some more work on the next bit.