dungeons and dragons session 1
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This Dungeon and Dragon isn't necessarily a book but more of a session. So if you like or love Dungeons and Dragons I am, by name, John Watkins, AKA DM, (DungeonMaster), Balasar the Great. You are more than welcome to reach out to me on here or by phone, but if you contact me by phone please text first so I know who you are then we'll go through what you need to do to get started. 7067164067
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