The D&D game was enormous fun on Saturday - more riffs on the Speculative Theology bit. Our intrepid player characters uncovered a priest of the god of secrets masquerading as a priest of another faith - giving them some additional scraps of information that may prove useful.
I have to describe my favorite bit of the night, though.
The PCs met with this morose downer of a bard who was singing a song filled with secrets that only the PCs should know. Playing this bard character NPC was a hoot, channeling my best rendition (of Michael J. Nelson's rendition) of Morrisey. Completely emo-goth-bad poetry-kind of guy. He lead them to the priest, whose house they went to investigate.
Our Gnomish trapfinder went to work, disabling every trap on the windows - but left the magical trap, a Glyph of Warding, on the front door, as it was risky to mess with. The PCs explored and found the hidden ritual chamber in the basement, and the priest's guard dog - who'd botched his awareness rolls and was sleeping soundly. Long story short, they set up an ambush for the priest and capture him, and send a message to one of their contacts to arrange for a quiet extraction so the guy can be interrogated.
Being the kind-hearted souls that they are, they were concerned that the poor doggie might starve - and after a futile attempt to befriend the beast, they decided the best way to account for its health would be to send a messenger to the bard guy, to let him know his priest friend was going out of town, and ask if he could watch the dog.
All well and good. Of course, after they left, I felt compelled to point out that they left that trap on the guy's front door completely intact, and the Bard would most assuredly encounter it if he attempted to enter. Oops.
This led to a storm of amusing scenarios, culminating in envisioning this as the 'stinger' to the night's episode, after the "credits":
[Bard] "Wow, a dog. Maybe having another living soul around to take care of - that'll be the thing to cheer me up. I've turned the corner - life's looking rosier than ever. Ah, here's the house, I'll just let myself inside.."
Fade to black.
We laughed ourselves sick about that, and other things. Very good session.