One of the great things about role-playing is the chance to do the impossible, to be a hero. To have your character matter to a world in a way that few people, perhaps no people, will ever matter in the real world. You could be the one to throw the ring into Mount Doom, blow up the Death Star or pull the sword from the stone. That’s what we think of when we think about fictional heroes.
So yesterday I did something I think I’ve never done before, I ran a game of Dungeons and Dragons*. The players were my kids (aged nearly 7 and nearly 9) a friend of mine, and his kids (aged 14 and 10). So, how did we do?