So... I’m back? Or maybe I never left? Either way, being the Jack of Spades feels a little different when you aren't worried about the Arbiter breathing down your neck. It’s been a while since November 5th, and let's just say my sixteenth buckle was a bit more permanent than I had planned. 😅
Am I the only one who finds the afterlife a little too quiet for a swashbuckler? What's everyone's thoughts on coming back from the dead—is it a grand adventure or just a massive headache?