Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20190113143222/@comment-34818102-20190113172147

I look at the little Atlach-Nacha, afraid. Partially because she created this abomination, and partially because of how sensitive she was. My gaze is dragged back towards the paper in front of me.

"How about I lend you one of my characters to use?" I suggest, not answering her question.

This leads to my daughter beginning to tear up. "D-Do you think it's bad?" She asks. I flinch at the words.

"No! It's great, but some people just don't want great, they want normal, or they want good. And if you want to join your friends you have to compromise with them." I say, as I begin looking for my older character sheets.

I eventually find what I'm looking for and hand the paper to her. "Now this should be acceptable. So go out and have fun with your friends! " I quickly shoo her out of the room. As soon as she is gone i rush to the table and grab the paper, before hurling it into the trash.