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thedm2Join me if you will good travelers as I recount a tale of how a group of random homicidal maniacs fell together one day into a large hole in the ground. Once down there, this group of murder-hoboes teamed up to embark on a voyage to escape, and to destroy the divine pantheon of their world’s creation along the way. Oops!

The wizard had in his possession a magic recipe for the creation of an unknown magic item. The scroll was blank, and only when a spell component was near would a line appear with the needed ingredient. As the party was arguing and picking each others pockets in some obscure hall in an unknown stretch of dungeon, Jambunathon felt a warming sensation in his breast. No it was not his heart growing three times larger, it was the first line of the recipe filling in on the scroll in his vest pocket.

a hall

a hall

Dwarven False Gold appeared, a type of ore mined by dwarves and renowned for its use in magic. Ahead they saw a set of iridescent glowing, multi-faceted eyes at the end of the hall. A carrion crawler and giant soldier ant were locked in mortal combat. The ants eyes were glowing with particles of dwarven false gold. The adventurers quickly slew both insects, and they discovered that the ant carried 1/150th of the amount of the stuff they needed.

Ant man vs cat fish - I mean giant warrior ant and carrion crawler locked in combat

Ant man vs cat fish – I mean giant warrior ant and carrion crawler locked in combat

It was decided that the drone mothers, who spawned countless ant warriors, must contain glands full of the dissolved gold, and that they could get the required 2 pounds by extracting it from the source, rather than 149 more sets of ant warriors eyes.

However, when the party decided which hallway to follow at the intersection with the insect incident, they chose the long, dark, narrow passage sloping downwards, rather than the wide hallway with clear ant tracks. Go figure.

This way be monsters... but that way be monsters too.

This way be monsters… but that way be monsters too.

They came to a stair and descended. At the bottom of the stair, the magic users detected and anti-magic field. They entered, and were in a region that was totally dead to magic. There was also no escape, they could not leave the anti-magic shell once in.

But first, there was a strange and unexplained rumbling in the walls...

But first, there was a strange and unexplained rumbling in the walls…

They could hear the sounds of women grunting in what sounded like athletic exertion, and soon discovered its source. A chamber held two naked women, holding hands and fighting desperately with their long nails, gashing and gouging in a mortal fight that upon closer examination had been going on for a long time.

They were the fleshly avatars of the Goddess of Betrayal and of Treachery. They had been imprisoned and could not leave until one was destroyed, but they were equal in power, and though stripped of magic by the anti-magic shell they were trapped within, they could not one overpower the other.

Interestingly, another item appeared on the wizard’s grocery list. One drop divine heart blood. Oh this was going to be good.

The godess of treachery drew the short straw, and she was soon killed. The fightress Jillian knew a moment of divine strength as she beheaded the goddess. She then felt a stabbing pain in her back, as the lights dimmed in her eyes. Betrayed by the Goddess of Betrayal!

This is a creatively re-imagined portrayal of what actually didnt happen.

This is a creatively re-imagined portrayal of what actually didnt happen.

When the goddess was slain, the anti-magic shell dissipated. The Goddess of Treachery regained her powers and grew another set of arms and daggers appeared in each delicate hand.

The wizard survived a slash of her blade as he gathered a drop of divine blood. The paladin saved the fightress by laying on hands, and the goddess recognized she was in danger. In return for letting her escape, she would tell them the location of a magic sword (up the stairs down the hall, turn left, cross the wide hall and continue along to the tee intersection, look for the secret door) and she also granted them a favor if they should ever call on her.

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A few photos from around the table. This is my little corner of the universe.

I am the dm.  The dm am I.

I am the dm. The dm am I.

Here I sit upon my throne, framed by the eternal pink and green flames of destiny, ready to judge and be judged. I am the dm, you can tell because of the hat.

My little corner of the universe.

My little corner of the universe.

I no longer hide my rpg material in the closet like a junkie, but festoon the walls overlooking the dining room table.

The gamers gaming

The gamers gaming

Here is a photo of a game in progress with actual role play happening, including epic role playing moves.

I play d&d -- all of it.

I play d&d — all of it.

This is a meme I made one time. It’s my bookshelf of rpg material, with my iconic black panther standing guard. Also yoshi sitting on a a pile of choose your own adventure books.

Twinkie Pie and Jinx Bell

Twinkie Pie and Jinx Bell

And here are the kittens who make it all possible. (Their cuteness is the reason people agree to visit our house.)

Twinkie is big now

Twinkie is big now

One time after a game, Twinkie Pie carried a puffball in his mouth and dropped it into the dungeon. He then chased and batted it through the corridors of the dungoen, knocking pieces everywhere. He was playing dungeons and dragons!

Typical encounter

Typical encounter

This didn’t actually happen last night… but it could have! (And quite possibly should have.)

And there you have it.

fridaynightatmyhouse

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Fortress of the Evil Overlord level 2

Fortress of the Evil Overlord level 2

Playing d&d has never looked better, thanks to the recent acquisition of Dwarven Forge Game Tiles, Reaper Kickstarter miniatures, Wizards of the Coast and Paizo miniatures, and a great group, I am living my life long dream of near perfect dnd. Now if only the dungeon master were better than the ill-prepared, unkempt fool behind the wheel.

Here is the stack we have to work with.

Here is the stack we have to work with.

We started off with a small ret-con to provide a clean slate. They tumbled down a chute and out the doors of a large antique wardrobe and into a dungeon chamber. Behind them was the solid back of the wardrobe with a keyhole in the center, but they had no key. Before them on the ground lay a corpse and next to it a small pile of charred bones.

messing 'round with dwarven forge game tiles.

messing ’round with dwarven forge game tiles.

The corpse was home to four rot grubs which caused much near-death hilarity as they jumped about tying to bore into flesh and reach the hearts of victims. First one gnome then another was victim to rot grub attacks, but in each case the halfling rogue was able to pluck the grub from its victim before it was too late. Eventually a blast of lightning fromthe dragonborn quelled the rot grub threat so that the wizard could get to the magic scroll he detected.

This didn't happen

This didn’t happen

The scroll was completely blank. What a find! It was a secret wizard recipe for the creation of a magic device. As the correct items were collected they wold appear on the list until all items were gathered at which it could be cast and create the item. Being blank, the wizard Jambunathon had no idea what item it wold create.

They went through a few chambers, fled through a storage chamber full of stirges, and eventually opened up a door and surprised a napping ogre and its pet boar. They fought, and the dragon was knocked out by the ogre and its club. when a healing attempt was made, the gnome druid was pounded flat as a pancake, scooped up and eaten in one bite by the ogre and his massive club. Finally the ogre was slain by the fightress Jillian, and the bore soon followed. While looting the ogre corpse, Jillian found a ring of protection +1.

I couldnt stop laughing after the gnome druid was killed in a single blow by massive damage. I rolled max damage, 2d8+4, for 20 points, and the poor gnome only had 10. It filled me with a warm glow to have killed the gnome, like I still had it. I’m sure the player must not have felt so good, but it is not his first fatality and he handles it well. Good times.

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Laying out my stack of tiles for some serious construction.

Laying out my stack of tiles for some serious construction.

For the past two Fridays, we have been using the Dwarven Forge Game Tiles with our miniatures to play d&d. We happened to be going through an urban murder mystery at the time (Murder in Baldur’s Gate) so this took a little modification, but the past two weeks have shown how much awesomeness the Game Tiles can add. I am lucky to have acces to such wonderful paraphernalia for our game, including the Dwarven Forge Game Tiles, Reaper miniatures, and other good stuff picked up over the years. The last two items though, both coming out in the past year, has definitely taken our game to a new level of cool.

It was thanks to the exemplary player, friend, and all around great dude Dave, who made this possible. I was on sabbatical at the time and he stepped up to take part in the Kickstarter for the tiles when I was unable due to a chronically deflated bank account. My players are all great, and constantly work to make up for my own inadequacies. Isn’t that what a good life is all about?

Player built the dungeon, I added appropriate encounters.

Player built the dungeon, I added appropriate encounters.

It looks like this will be quite a challenging dungeon! Fortunately reason prevailed and we went on to play the adventure at hand: Murder in Baldur’s Gate. In this episode the heroes have just defeated the demon who slew the town’s protector, and are beset upon all sides by those whowant to fill the power vacuum left in the good duke’s wake. They get offers from the Silver Spoons, the Flaming Fists, and an attractive lady known as Rihanna. Each group requested a midnight meeting in a tavern known as the Dragoneye. When they arrived, they realized it was a set-up, and were attacked by the Silver Tea Spoon Thugs on one side, and the Pirates of the Flaming Fists on the other. It was their alliance with the owner of the tavern Rihanna herself which allowed them to prevail.

Throw down at Rihanna's

Throw down at Rihanna’s

That was last week. This week for Halloween I wanted to spookify it up, so I took some inspiration from the classic adventure Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh and rebuilt the mansion’s first floor. Their goal, was to help out Rihanna, who was a champion of the poor outer district. The fisherman’s wharf area was having many of their children kidnaped – 30 in the past 3 weeks. She feared that even more will be at risk during the next day’s children’s festival, and asked the heroes to find out what was happening. All signs pointed to the crumbling house overlooking the sea at the top of Saltmarsh Lane.

Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh

Sinister Secret of Saltmarsh

We didn’t get to finish the adventure but it was a ton of fun.There were traps on practically everything, and a few good treasures were found. They also had a run in with a Frankensteinian Flesh Golem. After spoiling for a fight all night, they quickly ran away from the monster. They did save 5 kids before we had to call it a night. Maybe next year!

Jambunathon pummeled

Jambunathon pummeled

Punched up, knocked down, and dragged out of the room by the monk, Jambunathon faced the mighty flesh golem alone. While everyone else wondered what the heck was he thinking?!?! It was fun.

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