Been cogitating some and I think I have some ideas on how to explain Dangerous Journeys and Gary Gygax. Now since DJ is a product of GG it has occured to me that I first need to explain Gary.

E(arnest) Gary Gygax was a genius when you get right down to it; an intelligent man and a wise one. To keep this simple, over the years he grew to understand what roleplaying "games" were all about, and really  they had nothing to do with games; they had more to do with guides. That's how I see it, and I believe Gary would agree with me.

I've got more thinking to do, and instead of referring to the Mental, Physical, and Spiritual Traits try thinking of the Traits as Body, Mind, and Soul.

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