Sunday, August 18, 2024

#RPGaDAY2024 Memorable Moment of Play

 Memorable Moment of Play? Wow, there are so many.

Teaching my kids to play. Recalling when ever my oldest at a very young age would shout "Double damage!" anytime he rolled a natural 20.

Game Day
I am a lot grayer but also a LOT thinner now.


There was this time I ran Ghosts of Albion for an ENEorld Games day a few years back that was great.

We all really had a great time, and I loved how well the adventure came together and how much fun everyone seemed to have had. 

I also have some great memories of various Cons I have played at over the years.  The time the guy playing Lord Byron, an Occult Poet in Ghosts of Albion, composed an epic poem on the spot. He really made the adventure come alive for everyone.

Or the time my son's character plunged the Sun Sword into the Forge of Moradin to re-ignite the Sun,  the time I got to play Piper in a Charmed game.  All great moments. 


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Saturday, August 17, 2024

Dracula, The Hunters' Journals: 17 August Mina Murry's Journal (Cont.) & Letter

Mina keeps a watch on Lucy, and now Lucy's mother too.

Dracula - The Hunters' Journals


17 August.—No diary for two whole days. I have not had the heart to write. Some sort of shadowy pall seems to be coming over our happiness. No news from Jonathan, and Lucy seems to be growing weaker, whilst her mother’s hours are numbering to a close. I do not understand Lucy’s fading away as she is doing. She eats well and sleeps well, and enjoys the fresh air; but all the time the roses in her cheeks are fading, and she gets weaker and more languid day by day; at night I hear her gasping as if for air. I keep the key of our door always fastened to my wrist at night, but she gets up and walks about the room, and sits at the open window. Last night I found her leaning out when I woke up, and when I tried to wake her I could not; she was in a faint. When I managed to restore her she was as weak as water, and cried silently between long, painful struggles for breath. When I asked her how she came to be at the window she shook her head and turned away. I trust her feeling ill may not be from that unlucky prick of the safety-pin. I looked at her throat just now as she lay asleep, and the tiny wounds seem not to have healed. They are still open, and, if anything, larger than before, and the edges of them are faintly white. They are like little white dots with red centres. Unless they heal within a day or two, I shall insist on the doctor seeing about them.

Letter, Samuel F. Billington & Son, Solicitors, Whitby, to Messrs. Carter, Paterson & Co., London.

17 August.

“Dear Sirs,—

“Herewith please receive invoice of goods sent by Great Northern Railway. Same are to be delivered at Carfax, near Purfleet, immediately on receipt at goods station King’s Cross. The house is at present empty, but enclosed please find keys, all of which are labelled.

“You will please deposit the boxes, fifty in number, which form the consignment, in the partially ruined building forming part of the house and marked ‘A’ on rough diagram enclosed. Your agent will easily recognise the locality, as it is the ancient chapel of the mansion. The goods leave by the train at 9:30 to-night, and will be due at King’s Cross at 4:30 to-morrow afternoon. As our client wishes the delivery made as soon as possible, we shall be obliged by your having teams ready at King’s Cross at the time named and forthwith conveying the goods to destination. In order to obviate any delays possible through any routine requirements as to payment in your departments, we enclose cheque herewith for ten pounds (£10), receipt of which please acknowledge. Should the charge be less than this amount, you can return balance; if greater, we shall at once send cheque for difference on hearing from you. You are to leave the keys on coming away in the main hall of the house, where the proprietor may get them on his entering the house by means of his duplicate key.

“Pray do not take us as exceeding the bounds of business courtesy in pressing you in all ways to use the utmost expedition.

“We are, dear Sirs,
“Faithfully yours,
Samuel F. Billington & Son.”

Notes: Moon Phase: Waning Crescent

Lucy and her mother continue to fade. 

Meanwhile Dracula's boxes of earth have arrived and are now being shipped all over.

A quick note, £10 value in 1892 is worth £1,592.29 or about $2000.00 today. Dracula is sparing no expense and wants this done quickly.

Plenty of stories, including the first two books of Fred Saberhagen's Dracula series, speculate that there were more boxes of Earth in London. Stoker, though, does a good job of placing them and our band of hunters finding them.

#RPGaDAY2024 An engaging RPG community

 There are a few I really enjoy.

OSR RPG

https://www.facebook.com/groups/OSRRPG/

The OSR RPG group on Facebook is a great group to find OSR players and developers who are not freaked out by what new games are doing. Plus, this is a nice counterpoint to the "all OSR players are sexist/racist Grognards living in the past."

Puerto Rico Role Players

https://www.facebook.com/groups/puertoricoroleplayers/
https://x.com/PuertoRicoRP
https://tinyurl.com/prroleplayer

Puerto Rico Role Players on Facebook has been a great group. All games are discussed and it has given me a chance to practice my Spanish. And they are very forgiving of my "Pre-School" level Spanish grammar.

Others that are also quite good.

I'd Rather Be Killing Monsters for general RPGs, Movies, TV, and other Geek-related topics. 

RPG Blog Hub for everything happening on RPG Blogs.

Love RPGs for RPG-related topics. 

Victorian Gamers Association for all sorts of Victorian-era RPGs.


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Friday, August 16, 2024

#RPGaDAY2024 Quick to Learn

 Not sure how Quick to Learn is different from Easiest, but I will pick one I had to teach to others. One of the quickest to learn has to be NIGHT SHIFT

NIGHT SHIFT

Maybe I am biased because I am one of the co-authors, but NIGHT SHIFT's O.G.R.E.S. (the game system) makes it easy to learn.

Combat? Roll a d20, add and subtract the modifiers on your sheets; try to hit a "20."

Skills? Roll a d%.

Unsure? Roll a d6.

That's pretty much it. The rolls fall to the background as we say and you can focus on what you like, playing your character or running the game. That easy.

I got my family up and running in minutes and they loved it. I have people at cons play it going from zero knowledge to full on fans in no time.


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Thursday, August 15, 2024

Dracula, The Hunters' Journals: 15 August Mina Murry's Journal (Cont.)

Mina keeps a watch on Lucy, and now Lucy's mother too.

Dracula - The Hunters' Journals


15 August.—Rose later than usual. Lucy was languid and tired, and slept on after we had been called. We had a happy surprise at breakfast. Arthur’s father is better, and wants the marriage to come off soon. Lucy is full of quiet joy, and her mother is glad and sorry at once. Later on in the day she told me the cause. She is grieved to lose Lucy as her very own, but she is rejoiced that she is soon to have some one to protect her. Poor dear, sweet lady! She confided to me that she has got her death-warrant. She has not told Lucy, and made me promise secrecy; her doctor told her that within a few months, at most, she must die, for her heart is weakening. At any time, even now, a sudden shock would be almost sure to kill her. Ah, we were wise to keep from her the affair of the dreadful night of Lucy’s sleep-walking.

Notes: Moon Phase: Last Quarter

More of Lucy's sleepwalking. 

We learn that Lucy's mother is not doing well either. There is some debate as to whether or not Dracula was also feeding on her. I tend to think yes, an easy target in the same house. She might have been the vampire equivalent of "Night Cheese."

#RPGaDAY2024 Great Character Gear

Crazy Omar
 If you are talking Character Gear then there is only one name you need to know and that is Crazy Omar!

Omar's is something of a long standing tradition in my games.  It was something my old High School DM used in his games and he got it from his DM, a cousin that taught him how to play from the LBBs.  So there has been an Omar's in operation since the very first days of the game. 

They are both gone now. So I guess Omar is mine. Hmm. First time I have thought about that.

Omar (and no one calls him "Crazy" to his face) is the ultimate adventurer shopping center.  Starting characters go to get "Omar's Adventurers' Kit" which includes everything a starting character needs (torches, rope, spikes, backpack...) for 50 GP.   The contents vary from time to time (and depending on what system I am using at the time).  The price is somewhat less than buying the items separate, and the characters and Omar know this.  But Omar feels that the best customers are the ones that keep coming back and the only ones that come back are the well prepared ones.

"Omar" is the name of the Dwarf in charge. My Omar is the third Omar to run the store, and much like the Dread Pirate Roberts one retires and another takes his place. My oldest's Omar is a gnome, breaking with tradition in the best way possible.  If I use my character Johan as my yard stick, there has been an Omar in charge of Crazy Omar's for the better part of 250 years. Leading to the rumor that Omar is immortal. 

He always seen wearing a silk bathrobe, bunny slippers, a fez (either purple or red) and a monocle (of true seeing).  He walks around his shop greeting customers and singing dwarven opera at the top of his lungs. You have not heard true opera until you have heard the Dwarven version of "The Ring of the Nibelung" where Alberich is the hero and sung in the original Dwarven.

Crazy Omar's Adventures' Kit

You visit Omar for his Adventurer's Kit. 50 GP for everything a 1st level character could need or want. 

ItemCostWeight
Backpack2 gp5 lbs
Bedroll1 gp5 lbs
Mess Kit2 sp1 lb
Rations (10 days)5 gp20 lbs
Waterskin2 sp5 lbs (full)
Hempen Rope (50 feet)1 gp10 lbs
Tinderbox5 sp1 lb
Torches (10)1 sp10 lbs
Oil (2 flasks)2 sp2 lbs
Iron Spikes (10)1 gp5 lbs
Hammer1 gp3 lbs
Crowbar2 gp5 lbs
Lantern (Hooded)5 gp2 lbs
Flask (Empty)2 cp1.5 lbs
Chalk (5 pieces)5 cp0 lbs
Small Mirror5 gp0.5 lb
Pitons (10)5 gp5 lbs
Alchemist's Fire (1 flask)50 gp1 lb

Total Cost and Weight

  • Total Cost: 74 gp 7 sp 7 cp
  • Total Weight: 77 lbs (including a full waterskin)
  • Priced to Sell: 50 GP!  Omar must be Crazy!

That list has changed over the years in both base price, weight and items. I am not even sure native 5e players use iron spikes anymore. My kids and their groups do because, well, me.

Hey. Maybe with this post Omar, and his namesakes, can live on in your games too. Just don't forget his fez and bunny slippers.


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Wednesday, August 14, 2024

Dracula, The Hunters' Journals: 14 August Mina Murry's Journal (Cont.)

Lucy is seeing red eyes.

Dracula - The Hunters' Journals


14 August.—On the East Cliff, reading and writing all day. Lucy seems to have become as much in love with the spot as I am, and it is hard to get her away from it when it is time to come home for lunch or tea or dinner. This afternoon she made a funny remark. We were coming home for dinner, and had come to the top of the steps up from the West Pier and stopped to look at the view, as we generally do. The setting sun, low down in the sky, was just dropping behind Kettleness; the red light was thrown over on the East Cliff and the old abbey, and seemed to bathe everything in a beautiful rosy glow. We were silent for a while, and suddenly Lucy murmured as if to herself:—

“His red eyes again! They are just the same.” It was such an odd expression, coming apropos of nothing, that it quite startled me. I slewed round a little, so as to see Lucy well without seeming to stare at her, and saw that she was in a half-dreamy state, with an odd look on her face that I could not quite make out; so I said nothing, but followed her eyes. She appeared to be looking over at our own seat, whereon was a dark figure seated alone. I was a little startled myself, for it seemed for an instant as if the stranger had great eyes like burning flames; but a second look dispelled the illusion. The red sunlight was shining on the windows of St. Mary’s Church behind our seat, and as the sun dipped there was just sufficient change in the refraction and reflection to make it appear as if the light moved. I called Lucy’s attention to the peculiar effect, and she became herself with a start, but she looked sad all the same; it may have been that she was thinking of that terrible night up there. We never refer to it; so I said nothing, and we went home to dinner. Lucy had a headache and went early to bed. I saw her asleep, and went out for a little stroll myself; I walked along the cliffs to the westward, and was full of sweet sadness, for I was thinking of Jonathan. When coming home—it was then bright moonlight, so bright that, though the front of our part of the Crescent was in shadow, everything could be well seen—I threw a glance up at our window, and saw Lucy’s head leaning out. I thought that perhaps she was looking out for me, so I opened my handkerchief and waved it. She did not notice or make any movement whatever. Just then, the moonlight crept round an angle of the building, and the light fell on the window. There distinctly was Lucy with her head lying up against the side of the window-sill and her eyes shut. She was fast asleep, and by her, seated on the window-sill, was something that looked like a good-sized bird. I was afraid she might get a chill, so I ran upstairs, but as I came into the room she was moving back to her bed, fast asleep, and breathing heavily; she was holding her hand to her throat, as though to protect it from cold.

I did not wake her, but tucked her up warmly; I have taken care that the door is locked and the window securely fastened.

She looks so sweet as she sleeps; but she is paler than is her wont, and there is a drawn, haggard look under her eyes which I do not like. I fear she is fretting about something. I wish I could find out what it is.

Notes: Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous

We catch our first glimpse of Dracula in England, the dark man sitting where Mina and Lucy normally sit to watch the sea. While it is sunset, it is still light outside. Giving our first book evidence that Dracula can move about during the daylight hours. Something seen in both the 1979 John Badham movie (even if he is destroyed by the sun in the end) and the 1992  Francis Ford Coppola movie. Mina and Jonathan will comment more on this later on.

We also get to hear about his red eyes. Are the pupils red? Do they glow red? Are they red like mine after playing Baldur's Gate 3 all night with my kids? I think they appear more like Christopher Lee's in his Dracula films rather than Gary Oldman's "Sith-like" eyes in his.

Dracula has found his prey and is enjoying himself.