This will be the first of an ongoing series of articles that will cover my journey to Krosmaster Worlds 2016.
My adventure did not start the way most exciting adventures
do. I was not bitten by a radioactive spider. A powerful wizard did not mark my
front door with a treasure-hunting, home-reclaiming Dwarven meet up symbol. I
did not find a strange message from a captured princess in the memory banks of
a trash can-esque hooting and whirring robot. My story begins with a twitch.tv
stream.
