Once again, our latest round of gaming in the Conan universe was hilarious.

Poor Marcus, my character, had a close encounter with yet another wild pig (from which he thankfully managed to hide by standing reeeeally still while pressed closely to a giant jungle tree), got lost countless times in the jungle, ate too much sushi, coconuts and tropical fruit, got pelted with nuts (ouch!) and monkey fecal matter from the selfsame monkeys (cursed little beasts!) hiding in the treetops, and got attacked by a veritable army of Giant Rats of Sumatra that Blasted Island We Still Have To Name^TM (or "ROUS"es for short) hiding in the dilapidated furniture of the ruins of an abandoned manor, and...

Oh, whatever. At least I didn't get eaten by a shark (poor redshirted NPC seamen!), or thrown 10 feet by a magical vine that was pulling a Lazarus!Dean Winchester. Remember his burial site in episode 4x01 "Lazarus Rising" of Supernatural? Well, the vine was the only thing alive in the epicenter of a similar clearing, surrounded by vegetation-free dead earth. And the eternally curious other party members insisted on touching the vine. Hmpf. They should have anticipated that, right? Clearly, evil magicks are afoot.

The mystery thickens.

And. I. Hate. Those. Damned. Rats. Or rather, Marcus does. I bet he'll surely die of bubonic plague.

He also hates sugar cane. And drunken seamen. And tobacco. And coconuts. And raw fish (eww!). But most of all, monkey shit.

We just about died of hysterical laughter several times.