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[Mr. Siegal]

In lieu of the recent flamewar between those who adore and despise Dragon Age 2, I think it's time we recognize an unsung hero of the ordeal. While Stanley Woo's laconic "line-ending" has become the object of 4chan scorn and David Gaider's attempt to respond to the game's critisism has done little more than fuel the fires, there has been one rouguishly charming moderator who has brought us together in these divisive times.

I'm referring to the 6'3 paragon of Edmonton, Mr. John Epler. His beauty is matched only by his virtue.

A few years ago, I attended my first science fiction convention. I went with my wife, Karen. When we visited BioWare's booth, Mr. Epler stood in proximity. The layout in the room behind him seemed to form a halo around his head. It seemed as though, radiating from him, was a light so intense one felt as though they would be blinded. Yet, one could not look away.

He said something to me. To this day, I have been unable to decipher it. It seemed to have a quality more gorgeous than any piece of music ever composed. It bypassed the ears and given an audience with the soul itself.

I can scarcely remember what it sounded like, or if it could even be called a sound at all. I simply remember the sensations that went along with it. Fear, suffering, and all other emotion became irrelevent. You were no longer a human, but a vast collective of quarks, atoms, and molecules vibrating to the Song. Death meant nothing, as this state was above life. Time meant nothing, because all future and past became visible for what it was. In that moment, I understood. I was and was not all at once.

I slowly became aware of my surroundings when the tones died down. It took me a full ten minutes to remember who I was, or even what I was. Gradually, I realized I was crying in the middle of the convention center. I looked to my wife, and so was she. Weakly, she held up her hands and signed that she had heard.

She has been deaf all her life.

Now, my wife and I had been looking to adopt, as medical problems had prevented her from bearing children. But a day later, the test came up positive. My wife is now five months pregnant. It's a boy.

We're naming him John.

What have your encounters with Mr. Epler been like?

[Allan Schumacher]

Thread necro that doesn't look like it's going anywhere productive.