Tonight we:

1. cured malaria
2. played poker
3. got magic tattoos

This is what happens when the GM just lets us make stuff up for a few hours.

It makes me faintly sad that I came up with a fantabulous idea that can only ever work in this incredibly specific context. I mean, unless I write a short story or novel about a brilliant geneticist daughter of a particular Mesoamerican god (and granddaughter of a Japanese god) who decides to get a semi-magical full-back tattoo, the design of said tattoo doesn’t have a high re-use value.

But I’m pleased with it all the same.