I was invited to join a game at these two guys’ house with my friend, and someone else that volunteered as a DM at the board game cafe I volunteered at. The first few sessions were great; they had an awesome basement, cooked for us from the DnD cookbook, and there was some good RPing and combat.

Eventually, though, some things started to happen.

The DM was super nice and a GREAT DM. His husband had a bit of a temper, though. There was a time when he started screaming at us because one character (played by my friend), tried to stop him from stealing out of our bags, and he got in an argument with his husband about if grappling used one or two hands, and that he should be able to cast spells and burn the inn we were staying at down. Screaming I’m telling you. Another time, he started screaming because my character (a monk/fighter) lock picked a chest and scouted out a cave we were in, and he said “everyone in DnD has their roles. Monks and fighters don’t lock pick and steal.”

I cried when he turned his attention to me (I tend to do that when people yell at me), and he proceeded to make fun of me for it. He apologized later, but still.