It’s Sunday at 6pm. The troupes are assembled. We’re all sitting at the kitchen table with pencils, papers, books, and …dice. What can it all mean?
Well, I’m running the last installment of a DnD adventure for my family. We started as wee little hero wannabes at level 1. Now we’re mighty slayers at… level 3. Hit points have gone up. Our ranger can shoot things on purpose. The bard has two spells now. The thief can now remove a few traps instead of blowing them up every time. Life is good.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Thor, the surly dwarven cleric — played by Andres
Alfie, the elven bard — played by Alek
Brace, the human ranger — played by Andrea
Seren, the half-elven thief — played by Ann
When we last left our heroes, they had found an unfortunate, deceased adventurer, and Alfie was reading his journal, taking note of all the frightening beasties yet to come. What follows is a reenacted (rewritten) account of their adventure.
You come upon a chest. What do you do?
“I open it!” says Alfie.
The thief looks interested. “Really? You’re just going to flick it open. Well, it’s your funeral.”
“Maybe you should have Seren check it out,” suggests Thor.
“Well, I guess I could.”
Meanwhile, the ranger pokes the chest with an arrow. Nothing happens.
Seren checks out the chest and finds a trap. There’s a vial in the lock, which will probably do bad things to the party if it’s broken. She fiddles with it for a good five minutes and manages to get the liquid out of the lock intact.
The bard grabs the potion and says, “Hey, it’s a potion of Gaseous Form.” He chortles over that for a good five minutes. Except it doesn’t make you fart, it turns you into a ghost. He, of course, drinks it promptly, and spends the rest of the adventure scouting and doing silly ghost tricks.
Their dungeon crawl is punctuated with shouts of, “Look, I’m sticking my finger through my eye! Look, I can push my arm through my belly.”
The ranger, thief, and cleric ignore him as best they can, handling undead and other vicious, scary beasts. They also find a few magic items, some gems, and gold. By the time they’re done, they’ve solved the mystery of Bone Hill, barbecued a bunch of zombies in a rat pit (don’t ask) and purified the dark altar at the heart of the underground complex.
(And that’s what I did on Sunday night. It’s more fun than it sounds.)
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September 15th, 2008 at 6:36 pm
Oh, man, I wish I lived in Mexico so I could play with you guys.
When I first moved out on my own, after graduating from college, I belonged to a “grown-up” role playing group. Ok, we had one teenager in the gang, but the rest of us were in our twenties. We played Marvel Superheroes. I was “Victory”. I was ex-military, the product of an experiment gone wrong, and had mutated so that I could shoot fire from one hand and acid from the other. In fact, I could ignite the acid with the fire after a little practice.
The whole thing was loads of fun. I really miss playing role playing games with other adults. Such a different experience from my high school gaming days.
September 17th, 2008 at 2:20 am
No, actually, that sounds like A LOT of fun… We used to do D&D campaigns all the time when I lived across the street from a guy who was even nerdier than I was. Pretty sure I even have my old stats sheet and a list of my collected loot somewhere. Good times, and that’s such an awesome thing to do with the fam. Can’t wait until my kids are old enough. ; )
September 19th, 2008 at 11:49 pm
I have such a girl crush on you right now. We’re such hard core gamers that we role played… after our handfasting ceremony. We were without power since Sunday and we still met Wednesday to play. We just started a Scion game. The premise is that the characters are the children of the ancient gods. My character is the daughter of a Loa. The other characters are a child or Thor and a Child of Hermes.
Lisa, one of our longest running games was a Marvel game. I was a healer/teleporter.