On Saturday the Dangerous Wayfarers (in that way players have of doing the completely unexpected while staying in character) reconnoitred the bandit camp, created a diversion, set up a kill zone, and systematically executed sixty bandits. On Sunday I took mum and Linda bookshelf shopping. Then I surfed the interweb for free stuff to help me keep my campaign notes up to date because every time I let the players near the game world I have to rewrite everything. On Monday I return to work and it will be day six of my working week because I didn't get to see Emma
this weekend so my relative time perception coping mechanism will pretend the weekend didn't happen.
It will be as if the two days spent recombobulating an imaginary land didn't happen.