Tuesday, 15 August 2017

The Gods Themselves

With three games of any five running in clubland at the moment there is always the tempting and readily available option of whoring oneself about. Whilst it can be useful to make up numbers if a game is a player or two short, a bit like passport stamping, its a quick way of travelling between universes and experiencing a wide variety of play. Over the last few weeks I have been juggling with the nitty grity of D&D 5e, watching the card play of the Phoenix Dawn, popping in and out of GM Max's Warhammer as well as GM Mike's Freeform DnD. The one remaining game off my radar was the Exalted which I have sort of perceived from a distance as a beautiful orrery, spinning out its fate in a mesmerizing dance, but not to be touched in case it explodes in a cloud of springs.

Nevertheless, GM Jack took the opportunity of playing a one off flashback scenario, as I was a guest player and we had the pleasure of Ian's company again who popped in from running the government to say hi. 

The world itself is an infinite flat expanse where the characters walk as Gods, Exalted, akin in some ways to a virtual reality in that many things are abstract but obey their own set of rules. For example, in this particular scenario we had to go to a casino that people were frequenting but not returning from. Basically it transpired that another God was raising stakes whereby people could eventually gamble their souls. It was a bit of a head spin but what was interesting was that the God did obey its own principals and ran fair games but in question was the morality of doing so of course, so as a character one is forced to take a view as well as action. 

A bit like a rough whisky I think it was a matter of piecing together the flavours afterwards but I would gladly give it another go to get a bit more of handle on the universe. Oddly it remind me of some of the Tolkien back story with respect to Valinor, the land of the Gods, where enormous power sloshes around the little people and it becomes a struggle for the various overpowered Gods just to keep the world in one piece purely as a side effect of their own nature. It's a fascinating scale up of issues over the usual day to day and hack and slay.

Don't remember a casino in Lord of the Rings tho to be fair.

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Dungeoninium Dragonus

Always a sticky point having someone on zero hit points. The D&D technical session last week saw a zombie attack take one of our elves down to a whisker. The history of zero is an interesting one and we must be fortunate that we did not inherit Roman mathematics as having to roll a DXX would be a somewhat lopsided affair given that one of the facets would have to read XVIII. The ancient Romans had this problem themselves of course and whilst they played AG&G - Advanced Gauls and Greeks - they did at least abbreviate their options on their D20s, but the zero never did add to their accomplishments.

5e is wonderfully simple in principal but this also means its quite stark in places and whilst I tried to buy a little flexibility on behalf of the character, there was little point, the rules are extremely clear. To be fair, all the party members with any sort of healing or medicine completely failed to make any positive expectation for the patient, so the tense and  necessary death saving throw was made at the 50/50 chance of getting into more trouble. Passed.

The zero is a special case as one is held at the border of consciousness or unconsciousness and if it was a proper scenario it would have been a wonderful opportunity for some visions or insights and possibly a bit of astral travelling; all hail Planescape. However it was a training session and whilst the players were patient, we went over the death and recovery rules quite meticulously and interesting to be taught about the short recovery rules where you gain a point of health every 1d4 hours which sort of worked out as by the time the party were shoveling random herbs down his throat the character was just blearily coming round.

In other games both the Exalted and Phoenix Dawn continue to go bodly which means that despite the seasonal summer lulls, we have actually been driving three games worth of players on a regular basis for some time now, if interest continues to grow, we may have to think about starting to worry about the possibility of maybe occasionally running a 4th game by the time Winter is Coming (bring back Song of Ice and Fire campaign will be printing badges soon). We shall see.

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Number 6

As GM Krzys was on shift last week I had the impromptu opportunity to shuffle onward in my DnD5e training as the little module I fabricated on the back of an envelope nears its completion - I don't think it would quite qualify for a kickstarter as I feel would need a much better envelope - possibly a padded one. It was a slightly inebriated shock to me as I had though that everyone was either in the Warhammer or Exalted but an unholy 7 players piled into GM Max's game whilst I became dimly aware that there were a few others left over such that I could also run. Had I been less absent minded I would have worked all this out and not asked Max to give birth. All credit to him though for shouldering such a large group and including everyone who turned up, albeit my fault entirely.

The optimal number of players in a roleplaying game is an often touted conversation and varies between systems and GM opinion of course - whilst I can run with 3 keen players happily with an NPC, 4 is optimal with a 5th easily added. 6 is pushing it and 7 turns into a PowerPoint slide show from the late nineties when one adds too may graphics. The issue here is to always bear in mind the player experience as even with the best will in the world, not enough attention can be given to each player in a timely fashion. With even the most disciplined flow of mechanics, once you are into a round by round sequence, there is no avoiding a slow down, and people will feel the momentum suck from the play as time dilation takes effect where one can age more rapidly than those around you. My best advice for player, if you see a game with 5 or 6 people, stop, look both ways and don't be number 7. For a GM don't be a prisoner of your own mind, it may drive you insane.

As for the 5e training I feel happy enough with the system now to run proper as with the correct preparation for a scheduled game, a lot of the details will iron themselves out and the additional familiarity having run a few session have begun to round out my corners. What is a surprise to me is that I am getting quite an interest in the wider system and reading around the Greyhawk setting in general. Moreover I have fond memories of the acclaimed and original Darksun setting and although it portrays an arid and bleak world, there is a lot of inherent respect for characters that can survive such a dying realm. The temptation to migrate the system to 5e is quite compelling and I am not the only one:


Tuesday, 25 July 2017


One of our games has rotated recently due to the fact that our new kid on the block, GM Max, has kindly agreed to step in and run his Warhammer Fantasy. Whilst the free form D&D has been shelved for now, as fun as it was, it was also a stop gap kindly volunteered by GM Mike but as Max was raring to go who are we to stop someone with Viking speakers and medieval shopping music? I sort of forgot the ambiance that a good tune can bring to an RPG as its been a few years since I was in a home game but these details lend themselves very well to atmospheric play.

In a nod to GM Jules it sort of brings part of the club full circle as one of the first blogs I posted was regarding the destruction of a dagger possessed by Demons in his Warhammer a few years ago; so in the new technical era of self affirmation do find my link below

I remember appreciating the Warhammer at the time and as accustomed as I am to percentile systems, I did find the character sheets a little poorly laid our but as I had previous experience, my eyes did seem to find the right sections when required.

Nevertheless, I manged to pick up the magnificent Friar Duck for the session and what better title for a gregarious over fed lady of the cloth - presumably the cloth in question being a table napkin  The adventure is currently involving the transport of a bandit ringleader who appears to be slowly running out of life; our party bounty hunting methods currently not falling entirely within the health and safety best practice.

Rolling around in his own excrement in the back of our cart, the accused to be had sustained a nasty infection to his leg which I had wholly failed to tend by way of a critical failure; jamming large clumps of mud into the gash did nothing to raise the poor chaps spirits but thankfully Jo stepped in with his character. Lacking any basic health skills he did however have the stab speciality, so after a spirited thrusting with his knife to the inflamed area we were suddenly in triage whilst our victim bled out. Professionally panicking we decided to quickly cauterise the entire leg and whilst he will never walk again, we feel confident that we can still make a bounty claim on partially damaged goods.

Moving on to an intermediate town where we hoped to rest, the remaining outlaws managed to ambush us by way of disguising themselves as the perimeter guard. Standing our ground with our assassin sniping from the shadows, we took them down in short order but trading a few blows and shots in the process. The particular star of that event was Lees's character that seemed to accumulate a rather impressive set of bonuses by charging in berserker fashion. All very well and good but in my experience such encounters are just a calibration exercise by the GM but for now we shall be drinking in the bar by sunrise and leaving our worries at the door.

Tuesday, 18 July 2017


Last Monday saw the quarterly meet of the Brighton role playing club that operates out of the Craft Beer Co pub in Upper North Street. I have declared myself a regular to these meetings now and I get a kindly nod from Simon Appleton who co-ordinates the meeting through the on-line meetups groups. As always people were in high spirits and very welcoming and it seems that the hotter the weather then the smaller the crowd, though in this case rather than a packed venue like the Winter meet, there were just over a dozen people there. Oddly its sort of the same for us at the railway club - seems like people like to get out and about when the weather is warm and crawl in from the cold in the darker months. For my part I live underground hobbit style and have to do a risk assessment when wearing shorts but despite the heat, several GMs offered their games for prospective players and when I left there were a few late arrivals looking for a game.

At the Railway club meet we have considered and re-considered various organisational approaches to running a club and the Meetups site approach is a definite possibility - the issue I have with this approach is that there is actually no guarantee that a player will get a game - there appear to be a lot of players on the meetups waiting list but I actually suspect they are off the radar. We try and run a venue based system rather than an events based system. This has the advantage of pretty much ensuring that a newcomer gets into a game straight away and sets a low barrier to the hobby by providing a drop in or drive through service. On balance I prefer our approach although it does cause a natural volatility as many players cant make it all the time. Whilst we try and rotate games on a regular basis, opinions vary, some initiatives extend due to GM availability and also content is not always available on time where play tests are concerned. Some GMs are very passionate and insist on running with certain players or a certain number of session, others are happy to finish their games in less than the usual time frame. Herding cats comes to mind but by the same token its often just best to let cats be cats.

I don't think there is a magic bullet here though - In my mind as long as people can kick back, have a chat and get a game then its a win. In as much as you can win at roleplaying..

Tuesday, 11 July 2017

The simple things in life

The third and final tome will soon be in my possession and at last I shall wield the power of Gods. Actually it was a bit of a debate as whether or not to invest in a Monster Manual as basically, like a lot of things in life, its just possible to make stuff up, but the book has a lineage and of course is considered a core reference. Besides, they can still be found for circa £25 on Wordery which is not so bad before Brexit hits rpg import prices and I dont expect to be buying one every few weeks.

Whilst some of the entities in it are, to be frank, a bit cheesy, once can appreciate it as a nod to the original Monster Manual, but more to the point it provides a very good reference for getting a precise grip on entity stats even when making up your own monsters. Its also nice to see a cross section of NPCs at the back of the book which is something they didn't actually have to include but it does make you feel like you are getting quality. I also like the affliction rules that you can add to a PC should they get bitten for example by something more furry - the inclusion of a lycanthropy section does get a GMs mind wandering...can you have a gelatinous werecube I wonder.. ?

Also in considering 5e encounters as a newcomer I have worried about where to place NPCs so as to challenge a party but not overwhelm them but there is the new challenge rating for monsters to give  you an indication - here is a graph of challenge rating vs the number of monsters as calculated by the escapist magazine....might get through a few PCs first though before I get this right. The challenge number is based on a presumption of 4 players so a CR3 NPC should be fine for a group of four level 3 players without having to dig out  your resurrection mushrooms. All in all I appreciate its precision and simplicity.

On another spam I note that a new Pathfinder is completing its kickstarter within 14 hours, tho as I have jumped from Ad&D 2nd ed to 5e I skipped all of that drama.

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Mission I: The Harvest

I have returned to my roots, by which I mean I have once more sat down to run a game.

This time it was Phoenix: Dawn Command, which in its theme harkens back to many years ago when I was heavily involved in running Exalted Second Edition campaigns.

Phoenix: Dawn Command is a fantasy game with a setting reminiscent of the Ancient Rome Empire, at least, that's the feeling I get from looking at the art alone. The game itself can accommodate up to four players so I thought it would be a good fit for a third club game, since that usually gets only a handful of players.

While the game's website offers a set of pre-made characters, I thought that giving only four for players to pick from wouldn't be enough of a choice and some might feel like they're picking a leftover character. Instead of going with those, I sat down and created six characters, trying very hard not to have duplicate Traits between them. Additionally, I presented the players with a choice of basic supernatural powers to choose from to further customise their chosen character.

In the end, we ended up with a Durant, Forceful, Elemental and Shrouded.

Mission One: The Harvest

The first mission finds the group of Phoenixes, called a Wing, in the seat of Dawn Command's power when an urgent message is received. The Wing is approached by Cinder, a powerful Elemental who serves as one of their commanding officers. At this point, the scenario suggests asking the players to describe Cinder. It seemed an odd idea when I read it. You don't normally ask players to provide detail on the surroundings but I thought I'd give it a try nonetheless. Only one player provided some description of Cinder, which is more than I expected, so I picked some other elements from the provided ones that struck my fancy in particular.

We ended up with an old, bald man with sunburnt skin and an aura of heat surrounding him. He wields a tall charred staff. He has a long white beard that sometimes catches on fire and it is said that when he gets mad, people explode.

He gave them simple instructions: Enter the Imperial Flame (which acts as a gateway between their current location and Dawn Command's outposts throughout the Empire), Investigate and Survive. He also warned them that since whoever contacted them is not responding, they're most likely going straight into battle.

Exactly as predicted, the first Phoenix through, the Durant, stepped out of the flame and into a chamber of carved solid black marble where what appeared to be a gruesome undead knight was menacing an adept. They exchanged blows once before the Shrouded came through and promptly disappeared out of sight only to reappear behind the knight, stab him in the back and swirl its cape around his person so that when it fell, he was once again out of sight.
Unfortunately, the Dreadknight consumed the adept's fear as a mass of black cloud exited his orifices and flew into the horrendous being. A shockwave emanated from his person, injuring all who were nearby. When the Elemental came through, it seemed as if his Wingmates did nothing all this time!

The fight continued, the Elemental reached into the Imperial Flame and threw fire at the knight while the Durant took the Imperial Banner he found in the chamber and charged the undead creature with a fierce battle cry. The Forceful fought with lightning speed while the Shrouded, going by the name Tome, convinced the adept that he will be safe provided he flees from the violence. With the adept gone, the Dreadknight was left without his power source and was quickly defeated by the Wing's combined efforts.

After that scene concluded, I realised I made a mistake. Normally in a roleplaying game you have some system to define Initiative Order, the order of when all characters involved in a fight get to act. In Phoenix, however, you've got what's called a Torch. It's a card defining elements of the environment but it also functions as a marker of who gets to act. Whoever holds the Torch is the active player and may perform an action. Who's going next is entirely up to the active player as he passes the Torch to a fellow player.

As previously mentioned, it has a list of elements that are part of the scene. Players can interact with them to gain special benefits. In this case, they used them to improve their attacks. What I forgot about is that using an Environmental Element also allows a player to draw a card.

Thus we get to the point that drove me to getting this game. Instead of using dice as a form of action resolution, Phoenix uses special cards that you play in order to overcome a numerical difficulty. For instance, the Dreadknight they fought had a Defence of 4 so while performing their attack, a player must have had to play cards up to at least a total value of 4 for the attack to connect. Of course, there are limitations to what you can play and good roleplaying allows you to add onto the value of what you've played but I must sadly say that by forgetting about this rule, I've put the players at a disadvantage. I'll rectify this error in future fight scenes.

Since it was the first session and I spent a good chunk of time explaining the basic rules and setting information, by the time the fight concluded the pub was about to close. The Forceful managed to find the adept out in the corridor, which was strangely covered by a mist that gave him the creeps, and brought him back into the chamber. Said adept was having some form of panic attack but got progressively better the closer he got to the Imperial Flame from which the Phoenixes entered the stronghold. Talking to him they've learned that they're under attack by some masked lord with a cloak composed of shadowy faces and several of these knights in his entourage. They burst through the gates, stuff happened and the adept ran to call for help.

As the adept gave his panicked and rather lacking in detail description of the event that unfolded, Tome realised he had heard this place was once the stronghold of The Harvester of Fear, a powerful figure in local folklore called a Fallen One, that the Phoenixes banished from this world a long time ago. After which they repurposed the stronghold into one of their own.

Armed with this knowledge, they were resolute to stop The Harvester from reclaiming his power. The following session found the The Wing venturing out into the Aerie's corridors.

As they moved through the waist high mist, they noticed odd shapes within. Black shadows the size of insects were writhing through it. After studying them for a moment, Tome, the Shrouded, came to the conclusion that these things were a type of spirit, tiny manifestations of fear. Whenever one grazed a Phoenix, they experienced visions of their first death.
At this point, the scenario suggested the players perform a Skill Spread. They had to aim for a value of 15 at a minimum or die instantly, consumed by their fears. Of course, the rules allow players to add 1 to their value for each Spark they are willing to spend. Sparks are a special resource used by players to activate their characters' supernatural abilities.

As a Game Master, I object to having players forced into such situations. I eased the consequences so that anyone unable to reach 15 would be given an Exposed Condition instead. This represented their character being in the grip of fear and gave them negative modifiers in a fight, putting them at a disadvantage later on. As written, this would have occurred provided a player didn't reach 20.

While they managed to shake off this fear effect, the Aerie's mortal staff was not as fortunate. First they encountered a soldier throwing around his sword wildly, seemingly fighting off unseen assailants. The Phoenixes unarmed and grabbed him but were unable to reason with the soldier through his screams of terror. After a moment he collapsed in Ram's, the Durant, arms. They found a chamber to leave him in and continued to the main gate.

At one point during their trek, Tome was reminded of a tale of the Fallen called The Harvester of Fear. It spoke of a Skavi warlord who made a bargain with The Harvester to get himself rid of a clan encroaching on his land. The Harvester gave material shape to the warlord's enemies' fears which slaughtered the clan. Unfortunately, the fears then turned on the warlord and ravaged his lands. This is most certainly who, or what, they were dealing with here.

Normally, going through a structure erected by an inhuman will would be difficult for someone who has never walked these halls before but the Wing knew exactly which path to take thanks to Tome's Astonishing Luck, a special Trait the character possesses. It turned out he remembered being in this very Aerie during his mortal days when he had to navigate his way through the twisting corridors blindfolded. While at the time he didn't encounter people lying on the floor in a catatonic state, screaming their throats out or seeing the bodies of people who tried desperately to claw their way out through solid stone, he nonetheless brought the Wing to the entrance.

As they inspected it, they noticed there was no forced entry. The gate must have simply swung open, allowing the Fallen to enter unmolested. This made sense considering this Aerie was once The Harvester's stronghold in this part of Skavia. As they pondered their next move, they heard screams coming from a lower level. Gale, the Forceful, dashed forward towards the sound. The Wing followed suit.

Gale ran down the stairs leading to the lower floors with astonishing speed. He was the first to reach a large chamber that once must have been the great hall of this palace. Within it stood a statue of an enormous ebony tree to which the Aerie's staff and local villagers were strung. An ominous figure wearing an ivory mask, wielding a sceptre and clad in a black cloak on which one could see faces writhing in agony moved around it. It was cutting symbols into a villager while assuring him that the longer he were to scream, the longer he would live.

The rest of the Wing joined Gale shortly after he witnessed a black mass bleeding out of the villager's wounds and being sucked up into a sphere atop the tree. Although the hall was additionally guarded by a Dreadknight similar to the one they fought earlier, they wasted no time before charging in.

Armed with knowledge as to what to expect of the creature, they defeated the knight with extreme prejudice before going after The Harvester. Unfortunately, the moment its knight fell, it called out to the knight's essence, creating a psychic shockwave that plunged each Phoenix into their personal nightmares. Some were able to shake off the effect while others suffered fear-induced hallucinations

Willow, the Elemental, slung fire at the Fallen One while Ram used his inhuman strength to drive a fist into it. That temporarily disabled The Harvester and it had great difficulties landing a blow. Meanwhile, Gale shot arrows at it while running towards and onto the tree. Tome proceeded with his surgical strikes from the shadows.

The entire Wing was certain they could take this creature down until The Harvester sucked out a portion of their power. It then turned to Gale as he released a rain of arrows onto it. It reached out into the fear that gripped Gale's heart and death was nearly upon him until Ram stood in the way of the tendrils shooting out towards his Wingmate. When they pierced through him, he noticed they had no effect on him personally as his heart was pure. This moment of confusion was all that Tome needed. He jumped out of his concealment and with all his supernal might drove a spear into The Harvester. The exertion costed him dearly as his body could not withstand the might of his personal Flame, he turned to ash as the Fallen lay defeated.

Since Phoenix: Dawn Command relies on playing cards as a form of resolving actions, rather than the typical dice rolling mechanics, it took some getting used to for the players last session. I was extremely happy to see how, in this second combat encounter, they worked together as a team, relying on their abilities to strengthen their Wingmates. The Elemental burned his Health so others could recover Sparks, while the Durant used a card to redirect The Harvester's attack. When the Shrouded decided to go for the killing blow, the rest of the Wing played cards that added to his result. I was worried that due to their extreme teamwork, they didn't get a sense of how powerful an opponent they were facing but I managed to land at least one blow that nearly killed a character... the look on the players' faces was truly priceless when they heard Gale would lose all but one Health Token if the attack were to connect.

Unlike during last session where I had to use a piece of paper for the Torch, due to the template that came with the game proving to be especially resistant to pencils, I managed to find a file on the game's website that had a print out of all the Torches for the published scenarios. Our main issue was explaining the Initiative Order which the game technically lacks.

When The Harvester had its Speed reduced by 1 after getting Stunned, the players seemed confused why when their Initiative Order reset itself, it went before them. Surely, the Fallen One should have gone after them but rather than moving a character up or down on an initiative track, Phoenix Dawn Command allows each player to take an action in whatever order they decide. The only restriction is that each of them has to act before the cycle resets. This ensures that each player has a chance to act. Non-player characters, however, act after a number of Phoenixes equal to their Speed have acted. This caused some confusion for players who are used to every participant acting once before the entire cycle begins anew. I have to admit, keeping track of active participants is somewhat tricky but overall, the fight went well and we finally had a heroic death!

Which means Tome will get an upgrade when he is reborn for the next mission.

As Tome's body turned to ash, so did The Harvester's physical form slowly dissolve. It lay on the marble floor, slowly turning to nothingness, but before it dissipated completely, he left the Phoenixes with a warning. It said that they may have won this battle but they shan't defeat... Ram violently stomped on its mask. I didn't expect Ram, the Durant, to try to silence the Fallen One in such a grievous manner.

Fortunately, his words were telepathic, seemingly whispered into their ears, so despite its shattered face, it continued to speak of how it will return so long as there is fear in the hearts of the Aerie's staff.

With his body returned to the Dusk, their culture's version of the underworld, the Phoenixes heard glass cracking. They all turned towards the top of the tree where the black mass within the sphere writhed ferociously. It began to crack.

Gale, the Forceful, continued his climb, grabbed the sphere and released the Flamekeeper they came to rescue. With Tome, the Shrouded, being a smouldering pile of ash, their expert warlock was unavailable for comment. They all turned to Willow, the Elemental.

Willow took the sphere into his hands and examined it closely. More cracks appeared on its surface. He managed to get a rather impressive score on his Skill Spread so I provided him with some useful information. It appeared that the sphere contained all the fear of the people tortured by The Harvester and without the Fallen One to stabilise it, it was breaking apart. Left unattended, it would soon explode and ravage the surrounding land, making it uninhabitable.

They had two choices at this point, other than allowing it to lay waste to the Aerie. They might attempt a ritual that would bind the sphere to their Wing and, with any luck, stabilise it long enough to bring it back to the Grand Aerie where the Marshals can deal with it. The other option was to wait for it to explode. It would instantly destroy whoever held it but a Phoenix could then bind the escaping fears to their Flame and drag them with him to the Dusk. Of course, Willow left out that said Phoenix would have to then face each fear in his Crucible, their personal underworld, and defeat each and every one before his rebirth.

As a group they decided to let Willow do his thing as neither of the other characters actually understood the situation they were in. I had to point out that although both their characters are Strength-based that did not mean they were stupid but, as it turned out, they were simply roleplaying ignorance. As Ram is a soldier and Gale a hunter, neither of them was wise in the mystical ways of spirits. As it made sense, I rewarded Willow with a bonus to his Skill Spread to bind the sphere.

Willow was a shaman's apprentice in his first life so he did exceptionally well on his Skill Spread, allowing him to stabilise the sphere and hinder it from exploding for the time being. Meanwhile, The Harvester's victims slowly began to wake. Although they appeared mostly healthy, it quickly became apparent that whatever wounds were inflicted upon them were deeper than flesh. When asked, the Flamekeeper spoke of being taken by the Dreadknight and abandoned in a vast forest with untold horrors lurking around until he saw Gale and he was back in the Aerie.

The Wing did not dare to leave the mortals with fear hanging above them. Ram walked amid the people and reassured them they were under their care. For was it not true that the Phoenixes came the moment they were in danger? One could not anticipate all that is to come but they may rest soundly knowing that whatever comes for them, will have to go through the Phoenixes' Flame first. And their flame burns brighter than darkness can consume.

The mood in the Aerie was lifted and the Wing got a sense that The Harvester won't be able to return for at least a couple of months. With that in mind, they bid the Aerie's staff farewell and began their march back to the Grand Aerie.

At this point the scenario proposes an interlude to give characters who didn't die an opportunity to do just that but as none of the three remaining characters cared to make a sacrifice after the battle with The Harvester, I decided to go straight into the epilogue for this mission.

Upon their safe return, the Wing gave the sphere to Cinder who congratulated them on a job well done and took it away for further study. The Wing found Tome chilling with a glass of wine in the hall. He told them he decided to come back as a noble this time around hence why he was wearing a toga. While previously his Wingmates were unable to tell his gender due to his tendency to change his clothing on a semi-regular basis. Now that half his chest was bare, they were fairly certain he was a man.

Sunday, 25 June 2017

Holiday season

Seems like the season for escape at the moment and my time has come to jet off into the real world for a couple of weeks and take a break from all the fun we ordinarily have. So consider this post a holding pattern until I return and also an attempt to raise the bar ever so slightly on the quality of bad jokes (not mentioning any names Nick). Also a belated welcome to Lee, Cameron and Max who have all joined us over the last few weeks, great to meet you and hopefully we shall continue to see you propping up the bar on a more regular basis.

PS Whatever happened to the DnD Jester class ?

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Training Day

Generally speaking, role playing clubs tend to be full of players but short of GMs and its often the case that club organizers say that if you are a GM, to let them know straight away. The Craft Beer Co players hold quarterly meetings to single out people interested in running on the back of their meetup infrastructure and somewhere like the Dice Saloon will have open days. In our case, we do quite well - whilst our demographic is made principally of players we do seem to carry a lot of GM experience as a group but it can still be an issue wrestling with real life what with family, jobs, holidays, courses, shift work, diseases, crimes and abductions. In our occasional foray into board games of an evening there are enough hoarders in our group to pull something weird and wonderful out of a bag and ultimately there is the time honored tradition of just ignoring everything and continuing to drink.

Having said all this it occurred to me recently that in order to get my head around the DnD5e that has been sitting on my shelves for some time, I could either continue to subject myself to youtube videos or lever the brains of my fellow fellows and ask for their help and of course got enormous support from both Bill and Warren who have run 5e since the pre release and also Jo stepped in as a hapless Elf in search of Risotto, though whether this was the trauma from a long lost family member or perhaps he was just hungry, I never found out, but the session was enormously beneficial in the academic sense and I was able to stop and ask questions and run and re-run my sequence of play.

Run specifically as a technical session I managed to find a site where you can just download random characters - digitaldungeonmaster.com - and give them a go. Perhaps a mistake to start at 1st level as its quite easy to kill someone by accident but immediately one can practice various checks, round progression, NPCs and combat outcomes. Ultimately its more an instinct one is after rather then base knowledge but you have to start somewhere and for myself I think I need one more session to lever the advantage/disadvantage rules and perhaps try some higher level players to test the full action/ bonus /reaction options with a few magic items thrown in.

Anyways, the point of all of this is to remind myself and everyone else that GM training which is both rewarding and fun is completely available with support from experienced players for those who might be interested in running a game for the first time. In fact I might even Photoshop a certificate of non-incompetence (tho google is suggesting incontinence) so we can have a proper graduate ceremony.

Wednesday, 14 June 2017

Good character

Last week on Brighton Roleplayers.. 

GM Mikes makeshift DnD continues in style. The party have decided that we don't particularly like anyone in the mountain village we have stopped at after a genuine attempt at socializing with some of the key residents - we did try and talk to an old Ranger who, typically, likes to keep himself to himself but was helpful to a degree - we sort of had to get our foot in his door like a group of  Mormons or whatever the equivalent God and magic plates are in the DnD world. We got a cup of tea out of him and he warmed to us eventually I guess but the basic advice we got from him was 'Don't go out in dangerous weather'. Immediately I became aware of how he had manage to get so many wise years under his belt - a sort of chav Yoda.

Moving down the road we inquired after a rather disheveled and crippled priest in an even more disheveled and crippled church. Always be wary of giving such people any attention and be even more aware of giving them your gold. I would say he was harmless enough but I have been on the wrong side of wiry and drunk priests before now and whilst they may be somewhat ineffective in their mad ramblings, the Gods they call upon can be a rather more serious concern - a footnote to this is that our rather hapless kleptomaniac has noticed some rather easy looking loot in the shape of a church artifact and holy symbols. Still, potentially one less mouth to feed.

Crossing a few more roads brought us to the local trading post where we reanimated  the drunk proprietor who was clearly in the process of examining the fine detail of his desk close up and after pointing in random directions when he awoke, we managed to source some of the equipment we needed. Curiously our Samurai swapped his shiny sword for a rusty old crossbow for some reason and while there may be some sort of philosophy in his madness, it looks like we will be heading into a location where swinging room may be extremely limited, so perhaps not so unwise.

Finally, as the bigger picture grew we have finally made some sort of agreement to be scouted out of the beleaguered  mining village via the mine system itself - apparently there is a route through that keeps us out of the rather unnatural and increasingly deadly storms. This is the classic time where anxiety gives way to paranoia - we have a way out now but being led underground by a profiteer we have only just met does not sound like a sound strategy and it could be that our graves have been dug for us well in advance. Perhaps we are not the only ones who have been down this path before.

I did not get a chance to inquire after the Exalted game as the Rain was torrential outside where we have a bit of a debrief afterclub but I have high hopes that the game is underway.

As the Phoenix Dawn will not be running tomorrow, I may just take the opportunity to try my hand at a bit of DnD GMing -  I did fork out for the PHB and DMG and even a shiny combat screen so if I can find victims, randomness shall be inflicted upon them.

Tuesday, 6 June 2017

The lost balls of Stog

No, its not a quest for ancient and mystical scrying orbs nor is it a search for the ancestral heirlooms of a fallen house. We actually have a castrated Ogre in the party called Stog. As delightful as I find this character, I am even more impressed with the game itself. As interest thrives and our numbers are up at the moment,  the last dust is settling on our medieval difference engine used to form cryptic decisions that guide our future. GM Mike saved the evening and offered to run a home brew basic DnD like adventure completely off the top of his head - more specifically it was role play in its purest and undiluted form and actually a rare opportunity to physically enjoy the experience of a pencil and blank piece of paper as the only necessary tools of the trade. We spend so much time exchanging ideas, examining new systems, pawing over version iterations and reviewing technology it was a genuinely rare and authentic feeling to simply sharpen a pencil and take it to a blank sheet. It was also novel to interact with the GM who had absolutely nothing in front of him except a pint of beer as a GM screen. 

Mike has a teaching background which almost automatically conveys a transparent confidence in any given scenario and an adaptive manner well suited to playing a number of NPC interactions. The time passed very quickly and whilst it seemed like we only got as far as climbing a mountain trail to a mining village we skirted some goblins, wound up an innkeeper, picked some pockets and stared down some Dwarves. The proverbial bar fight would have happened except we couldn't afford to get kicked out into the street as the weather conditions outside were unnaturally harsh to the point of  causing a flash snowdrift - I sense evil magic afoot.

In other games I did spot another Exalted player bravely attempting to create a character but I dont think it ended well, poor Jo, but as I understand it, those who have successfully competed the Roll New Character trials will now embark on their quest.

GM Kryzs  continues his Phoenix Dawn adventure and whilst he dutifully told me precisely what happened, I did forget most of it bar the fact that one of the players died, which for a Phoenix is perhaps not such an issue as rising from ones own flames, you return stronger - the caveat being that there are only a certain number of regenerations available. Interesting approach and a good way of curbing the proliferation of Timelord liked player characters. Not sure what physically happens when the last death of a phoenix occurs - rather than a new egg, perhaps you just get an omelette...

Wednesday, 31 May 2017

Now thats an RPG

In keeping with the fact that some of us are less nimble than we used to be I can duly report that our  Supertanker full of ideas is slowly lumbering about and facing on a new bearing. For one, GM Jack has begun his Exalted character creations, which is a system I know nothing about and I will enjoy getting some feedback and I may possibly drop in for a session. What is more amusing is that I did sense people wincing at their own memories of the Exalted system along the lines of it being quite a heavy or perhaps overly comprehensive system. Whilst this is something that version iterations tend to action quite quickly, I am not actually averse to large systems - I was brought up on Rolemaster and between Arms Law, Spell Law, Rolemaster Companions I, II, III, IV, V, VI Creatures and Treasures as a basic system, I just scoffed of course. And then I saw the book... pictured is Andras's copy and boy did I laugh with delight as I felt that finally RMC had found its match, 

And then I saw Jacks deluxe edition...

Well all I can say is that when we were turfing out for the night I did see at least 3 of the Exalted players with their heads in their hands, though of course deep in study rather than despair, but as GMs can often bring along pre-gens to a public meet I do occasionally miss the generation process as it gets you much closer to your character.

As we wait for GM Rob to extend his Eclipse Phase into an ongoing concern for this round of games GM Krzys stepped in for a session with his Phoenix Dawn Command, which I sat in on. I think he may have cracked a common logistical issue with our club as when a GM cant make it for some reason its good to have a game handy and in this case PDC is a quick pick  narrative role-playing game. Whilst I stepped in with a Chill recently along side the D&D, player volatility does impact a support game very significantly though of course I knew that going in and it was a blast. But in future I will look for something card based in the vein of PDC. As for the game itself, my head is still spinning somewhat - you play a Phoenix and starting from a central Eerie you are sent out in to stand against the evils that the world presents. For our part we were facing off against some sort of dark knight dispatched from forces that had breached an eerie stronghold - really unique and really weird. I need to reserve more comment until I understand it a bit more thoroughly but by Jupiter, we do get to see a lot of systems and the Railway Club its definitely the place to go to try a deck of many things.