In the Beginning…
The Rancor’s Brothel started out the way most podcasts do; two good friends who liked to argue decided strangers on the internet might like to hear their voices. And so Dustin and Matt began the show back in February 2013, just two men, a mic, and a couple of beverages out in the garage. The show’s distinctive name owed to the two men’s supreme nerd process as well as highlighting the show’s off the cuff, bold, and even brash nature. The Rancor’s Brothel was a fitting moniker for a rundown tavern in some fantastical city.
Then one summer’s day Dustin rode off into the sunset on his roan colored mare, to live in the desert and be a bit player with a fantastic beard. Cody then stepped up to the challenge, and the show changed. He and Matt continued for a time, and it was good.
As time went on, Cody talked more to Matt about his love of gaming, and how much fun they could be to play. Matt had little experience but was willing to try. They recorded a small session, just the two of them, and discovered the experience rewarding. Soon more joined the crew, and the Brothel evolved once more, rising anew from the ashes a beautiful phoenix; still crass and rude, but dedicated to having a great time playing RPGs.
The remaining OG Brothel host, Matt is a devoted father and husband. When not practicing his standup routine on those within earshot, he enjoys cheese pizza with game nights. He enjoys his drinks strong, his burps loud, and his metal scrapped and sorted.
The consummate Dungeon Master, Cody spends countless hours plotting the imminent demise of his players while practicing terrible NPC accents. His love of spinning webs is only surpassed by the rare opportunity to stomp his way unmercifully through another’s well-planned game. Editing is his second job, so any complaints should be addressed to him.
An international man of mystery, Troy’s sharp wit provides pub trivia wins as well as convoluted plans at the gaming table. A strong willed sort, Troy dares any other to challenge him in a battle of words. More than anything, he prefers to shoot first and ask questions later.
The tortured artist, Lucas is lost in a world of gray, struggling to reach his favorite cereal box on the top shelf. His characters may be beset on vengeance, but his numerical skills are questionable at best. It remains to be seen whether his poor rolling skull sided dice are hard luck or bittersweet irony.
Strong and silent, the sage of gaming knowledge sits at the table considering all and prepared for anything. The diligent and knowledgeable notetaker waits for the precise moment to execute his counterattack, often to the devastation of the game runner. Yet such prescience comes arrogance, and sometimes his strong willed decisions lead to danger for others.