1/5/2024 0 Comments New google hangouts roll20![]() I returned to find that the player who looked saddened at his PC’s passing. My creativity was rewarded with a round of bad rolls as no one had woken up! I stepped back into the room and had everyone roll a very easy roll to see if they had heard the scuffle. It indeed did as the “slave” and his four companion Doppelgangers gained the initiative and made short work of the already wounded Player. He knew his mistake was likely about to cost him his life. Once out of earshot I informed the Fighter to roll for initiative and I watched the blood drain from his face. The players looked dumbfounded…WHY are you guys leaving they asked? I told them that they were asleep and I wanted to be sure they would not play out of character with the news that he would learn. I stood up from the table and asked the player to join me in the other room. I smiled to myself as the stepped into the darkness and found a human in slave clothes huddled nearby in a corner. For the life of me I have no idea why, but he chose not to wake anyone up. From the darkness he heard soft sobbing someone was crying just beyond the firelight. A human fighter stood vigil over his companions while they slept he remained alert for trouble. The group of five hunkered down for the night leaving one man on guard duty. If you are imagining that this is where it begins to go downhill you get the prize. So, I rolled turned to the Random Encounter tables to see if they would make it through the night undisturbed. They chose to sleep in the dungeon itself instead of backing out to a more safe location. Maybe an hour went by till the parties resources were depleted and they needed to rest. As expected the rich encounter locations were a great backdrop to some excellent roleplay and combats. The marathon of dice chucking began and it was going well. These “X” were a house rule that if that character died again not even magic could bring them back from the dead.Īfter looking over their things and giving them an overview of the adventure I was going to run. As well some of them had “X” stamped on their sheets representing that they had died and had been brought back to life. I noticed the players character sheets had detailed logs of their previous adventures. When I arrived we stat down and talked for a bit and it became more and more apparent that I had been invited to sit with some pretty hard core players. It’s an excellent adventure that has encounters in many different environments I was confident it would help impress them. D&D Module A1 Slave Pits of the Undercity. Since time was short I grabbed an excellent D&D module that I have run a few times over the years and a personal favorite. If these guys had heard I could run a good game it was from my old local gaming friends I now had years of experience in several systems and styles under my belt I was going to wow them…Boy did I. On the drive I told myself I wanted to knock this out of the park. I agreed this sets the stage for what would become now known as the Doppelganger Event. They had heard rumor I was a good Game Master from another of their friends and wanted to know if I instead would run a game when I got there. It was the group and they informed me that they had a change of plans. Just before I left to meet with this new group my telephone rang just as I was walking out the door. I was excited to play it had been several months since I had the chance at the joy of chucking dice with other lovers of the game. About two or three weeks later I had found a group and made arrangements to meet them at the farm house where they gamed at. Not as easy in the pre internet world let me I tell you. This is where our story begins as I had to put the word out that I was looking for a group. Having moved on to be closer to school or work as one often does when they begin to have to be an adult. What I had not expected when I returned to my tiny town was to find many of them had much like myself had moved out of the small town we grew up in. I longed to get back in touch with my school age friends and reconnect after having been gone for several years. When I got out of the service I decided that I wanted to move back home. Thankfully with the wave of digital game fronts like Google Hangouts, Roll20, and Fantasy Ground the number of players with no one to play with has been greatly reduced.Īs I had said it was a rare thing that I was ever without a group to play with. ![]() I also know many a gamer that turned to Game Mastering just because it increased their odds of finding a group. I know that there are plenty of gamers out there in the world that struggled to find players over the years. ![]() Looking back over the years I can proudly say that I for the most part have always been a lucky person when it comes to roleplaying games. Today’s Monday muse is a trip down memory lane. ![]()
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