Note: Last night's Rolemaster session was truly epic largely because Eric the GM's plans got totally screwed over when in the middle of a combat the bad guy wizard totally botched a demon summoning and as a result teleported the party several hundred miles away whilst half melting himself into the scenery.
"Lice! Lice! Baby" --Eric
"Frosty the snow sword!" --Val and I, describing her magical frost rapier
"The GM is laughing. That's not a good thing, right?" --Stephen, finally getting the social dynamics of RPGs
Susan's new character is introduced to the party:
"Who are you?" --Stephen
"I don't know how to pronounce my name." --Susan
"That was one hell of a roofie. That was a great battle. Or party." --Fred, when his character returns to consciousness after the magical accident.
"I refuse to be killed by a plant." --Fred, while fighting sentient vines that have taken over a village.
"You still have one [vine] on you." --Eric
"I know. I'm trying to get him off." --Fred