Tomorrow I am faced with the unenviable task of figuring out precisely what actually happened during last month’s Mage session. If you’re wondering why that’s so difficult (after all, I was there), then you don’t realize that last month’s session involved dueling Time Mages.

My brain hurts just remembering that there was a session last month.

Then there is the communication spirit standing around the cabal’s Silver Ladder Mage, Arrow, with a sign telling him that there is a problem with their phones that they noticed just after the poor innocent young woman that they were trying to kidnap managed to punt herself backwards in time long enough to escape from their kidnapping attempt. Except of course that she didn’t manage to punt herself backward in time because a certain purple haired troublemaker (AENAIYAH!) punted herself backward in time to erect a time lock to prevent the punting from ever happening.

Just before all of these actions that didn’t happen Aenaiyah was kidnapped in retaliation for the kidnapping attempt that her friends had just initiated… but that didn’t happen either because – you guessed it – she pushed herself back in time a few seconds to give herself a chance to escape the fact that the air around her head had just been turned into chloroform…wait… was about to be turned into chloroform… by entering the portal to where her friends had been beating on a poor defenseless Acanthus Mage who had just punted herself backward in time before Aenaiyah arrived.

Which didn’t happen because when she arrived and discovered what happened… almost… because it didn’t happen… but when she first got there it really  had in fact just happened… sort of…gah!… she went backward in time to prevent it.

Fortunately for her (and for what’s left of my sanity) she left a message with someone who has an Acanthus friend and knows better than to ask certain questions to remind her to cast a Time Locking spell when she stops by later as part of the kidnapping attempt preparations… just because it’s a good idea and she might forget later.

My decades of Doctor Who fandom served my well last month. The fact that “Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure” is permanently etched into my semblance of a brain certainly didn’t hurt either. (remember a trash can!)

Large doses of alcohol would really come in handy tomorrow – so I’m expecting donations from my players. Hopefully they know what’s good for their characters.

It is a fleeting hope.