Lurking in the waste of a thousand civilizations at the edge of known
space, it waits. As players rediscovered a classic game, it sensed
it's need was growing. As people across the land slowly checked for
traps up the full featureless length of a 300' stone corridor, it
realized that it's time drew nigh once again, and stirred from it's
noisome resting place.
HoL is back baby!
The original id of the gaming industry has returned to take your
money, crash on your couch, and turn your thoughts to creative
violations of the Geneva Convention. Which, if you really want to be
honest about it, is why you started gaming in the first place.
So strap on the rubber pants and prepare to lay the full burden of
your psychological luggage on friends, family, and unsuspecting
strangers. HoL will once again be available this August, with a
mostly new cover plus four brand spanking new pages. Even the
old-timers that already own one of the older editions of HoL will have
to rush out and buy this one. Hey, you had to pay for a new copy,
why shouldn't they?
It's certainly cheaper than years of therapy and it won't try to
discourage your nasty habit with the surgical tubing, rabid weasels,
and well lubricated d20's. Rubber gloves are recommended while
handling the book, as product liability insurance would do a number on
our profit margins.
Suggested for Mature Readers. If you hadn't figured it out already,
this is mostly for naughty language. Lots of it, since we were too
lazy to use a rhyming dictionary when composing our "Ode to a Truck." Dragon Trove ID 4259