Gee, I guess it would be nice if I actually posted my D&D story in this thread that I created, huh? Here goes:
Me and 4 of my friends started playing D&D the year after high school. We were already into board games and some of us had played a little D&D. I think we all took a turn at one plot Dungeon Mastering, but eventually my friend Gary became the ongoing dungeon master and we kept a continuous campaign going for literally 10 years and then a good number years after that when we played only off and on.
I supposed I was lucky having close friends that were into gaming RPGs, wargames, any kind of games. I know people do get together with strangers and gaming clubs or events and play, but I’m never done that. I always had the luxury of friends that we’re into these games like I was. Naturally, as life fills up with many other things we can’t get together as often, but we still do—even if it’s only 5 or 6 times a year.
Our D&D campaign hit it’s peak when our game morphed into a Cavalier-centric D&D campaign. (Cavaliers are horse mounted knights.) We all had a main cavalier character, and one or two secondary characters. After many adventures Gary eventually developed more and more detail for the campaign setting. (This was totally out of his imagination). He had a maps of the whole wide lands and the countries our characters were in. And as such, our cavaliers were deeply part of that setting—our histories, our families, our enemies, or allegiances.
Eventually our characters actually became titled nobles. My character Matthew was made the Duke of Wesstleton, my other friends were Barons and Counts with their own realms—all in fealty to our King, the NPC known as King Eliden. We’d still go on adventures as a party, but there was this whole background of who our characters were – and our responsibilities.
While there was plenty of cool action, and dice rolling and creature killing and dungeon exploring, we also kept the “role playing” aspect of RPGs in the forefront. My character Matthew for instance always talked in the sort of tone and manor as Graham Chapman from Monty Python (think King Arther in Monty Python’s holy grail). I’d even end most of my sentences with “what?”. “Time we stormed this castle and arrest all these unlawful orges, what?”
It was a blast. I miss those times.
Gary is also a very talented artist so he had wonderful drawings of our characters an scenes they were in. And he had a beautiful set of painted metal figures of EVERYTHING— Knights, orcs, orges, dragons, trolls, pike-men, thieves, clerics, hobbits, dwarfs, elves…the whole gamut.
Matthew was certainly my fav D&D character and the one I played the longest. It’s been quite a while since we played D&D but in since then we’ve gotten into other RPGs — a long stint of the Star Trek FASA RPG (which I gamemastered), and currently we play Deadlands (on those rare times we can get together) also GMed by me.
For some reason I’m having trouble thinking of a particular most memorable D&D moment. But I have nothing but fond memories of those times.
We I do remember is that one of my friends parents had a gazebo in their yards and we’d play D&D there a lot (when we were our early 20s). And we’d have mini kegs of beer and we’d go through a couple of those kegs easily. The gazebo was near a main road, so that on a Friday night cars would drive by are hear us shouting “I HIT with MY PLUS 2 BROAD SWORD! Rolling damage …22 hits!! That Demon is DEAD!!! …and stuff like that…”
Good times. Good times. 
witch keeps me on my toes.
After about a year of playing it with the same core group, we started to go more and more with an honor system in terms of gear and gained abilities and money. And eventually I stopped using my tables and did all of the calculations in my head and everything in the end wound up boiling down to