A good game this week, less roleplay and more rollplay in as much as it was dominated by a fight scene on the platform of a sky dock some sixty foot up in the air.
Sometimes you just need a simple combat session to contrast with the soul searching and verbosity of the story, and if nothing else this evening was a good illustration of how time slows down. The whole three hour game covered about thirty seconds of an extended brawl and a rapid flight up into the clouds to escape incoming reinforcements.
And that’s where we’ll pick up next week, on a flying ship powered by an elemental, up in the clouds.
The D&D session on Sunday went really well – albeit not in any direction planned by myself. It was set the morning after a long night of carousing and started simply enough with Thorin’s hangover.
During the afternoon I’d messaged the players of every other character and asked them to nominate random items that he would find to give clues to the previous evening – with the hope this would lead to their comparing tall tales during the session.
What actually happened was that Thorin woke up and saw something moving under his discarded cloak. As he approached, it began to cry.
After a few moments of confusion the group was gathered round the swaddled baby kobold, and wondering why there were poker chips, a lone ace of spades card, and a broken monocle falling out of Thorin’s pockets.
There then followed an ethical debate between keeping the baby and trying to find the baby’s mother which was an emotional rollercoaster for several players.
A combination of retracing their steps and asking questions in low places (like the Floating Market) turned up memories and stories of betting against a powerfully built Shifter at the casino – putting up their house against the baby as a wager. While being unable to identify the Shifter (and suspected slaver), promises were secured from various people to either identify the Shifter, or the tribe from which the baby had been taken.
The baby, by now being called Odif, was being firmly taken care of by Caeluma and they refused to put Odif into anyone else’s hands – which is why they still had Odif in their arms when they walked into the middle of an armed industrial dispute at the Sky Docks…
Taking advantage of rapid testing and eased meeting restrictions we played host to Lady M’s neice and nephew this afternoon to finally swap Christmas presents. If you’re spotting a theme to recent meetings, then well done, it’s entirely deliberate.
Unsurprisingly, they’ve grown in the year since we last saw them. They’re just on the cusp of overtaking Lady M in the height stakes – as you might expect from a 12 and 13 year old. There’s starting to be hints of the adults they’ll grow to be, but the excitement of getting delayed presents doesn’t bypass anyone, and so the air was pleasantly full of chatter and the ripping of paper while it lasted.
We mostly got them books and dice for D&D along with a plush dicebag monster each for those interested.
And now they’re off and away home, and I’ve got a bit time to check all’s ready for tonight’s game which will be streamed on www.twitch.tv/princessleah1980 as usual. See you there.
It’s a bit of a busy week, so I’ve been finding it quite relaxing to arrange and shift around the various dice – especially as I may have succumbed to temptation and bought another couple of sets via Wish a couple of weeks ago.
They just happened to arrive this afternoon, so of course this prompted another rethink about how to store and display them. I’d been talking to a colleague this morning about all the dice and she suggested a glass bowl might be a nice way to do so.
Quite by chance we do have some glassware that doesn’t really get used – and one is a decorated mason jar style container that is just big enough to contain all the partial sets and single dice that I’ve accumulated. Well, it would be rude not to use it, wouldn’t it?
So, making the most of still not being able to get everyone around a physical table, I can at least do something aesthetically pleasing with the tools of my trade.
We didn’t get up to much on this rainy Bank Holiday Monday, but while Lady M worked on editing her latest podcast episode I started looking over the various dice sets that I have and stacked them in a dice tray I recently bought.
I’ve only really started buying dice again over the last year or two, and the vast majority of what I have are partial sets accumulated over nearly 40 years of playing tabletop games. They include spherical dice, outsized dice, metal and resin sets, even some wood dice.
And there’s a lovely tactile and auditory element to playing with dice that can be very calming. I’ve left some of the sets and miscellaneous dice out in the tray for that very purpose, while others have been returned to their protective bags – if only so they don’t damage or get damaged by anything.
Yesterday was exhausting due to a number of people going sick, but in general it was still just as rewarding. There are so many young families rediscovering the libraries and hearing the laughter of small children back in the library has been uplifting.
We were going to game this evening, but general exhaustion and lack of spoons led to us deciding to have a night off – so I’ve been making random spare battlemaps on www.inkarnate.com that may end up being used, or may not. I’ll add copies to this site in the next few days.
Meanwhile, here’s some pretty dice that arrived this afternoon:
Work was work, and so this evening I’ve worked on some old graphics to bring them up to scale to use on tshirts on Amazon UK. I’m considering putting a few up for other countries at some point, but as far as I know the majority of our DDC audience is UK-based and this is hardly a superstar blog.
I was about to write a blog and found three unpublished drafts from over the last few weeks, so I’ve hit the button on them. That should confuse the stats.
It’s been a very busy weekend – we finally caught up with each other yesterday – so today’s gaming session was a bit more subdued and roleplay-led than our more recent weekends.
The DDC ended up visiting a casino and taking advantage of Thorin’s local fame and popularity to sweettalk the owner into giving them some information about the missing Lord Kemsler. They now have the office address and name of a skyship captain who transported the artificer.
It doesn’t sound much, but the session was full of visits to tailors, shopping for gifts, and asking questions of suspicious town hall gnomes. It was gentle, but we had fun.
We’re also starting to get a regular viewership – a steady half dozen or so listeners all the way through and another couple of dozen who dipped in and out. According to our stats we also have a healthy number of people who check in on the recordings during the week – so if that’s any of you, thank you very much and hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as we have making it.
Last night’s game ran over time, but was great fun, mixing the freeform joys of a festival with a guest player who needed to recruit the DDC. As with last week, I’d drawn up a timetable for events to help keep us on track for the session and by and large it helped us clip along at a brisk pace all the way through.
Our guest character, Zorra, was a warlock from the University library, well known to Kerne. An aarakocra looking like a large humanoid owl in a smart suit, Zorra had been shut out of her home by an invasion of kobolds and needed the DDC’s help getting back in.
Home Alone style hijinks then started before the group managed to break in and fight off the small statured but persistent pack – while Valenia and her wolf fell through into a sub basement which looked to be where the kobolds had come from.
We did overrun, so the story will continue next week with our guest returning – but if you’d like to hear and see what happened then go to www.twitch.tv/princessleah1980 and you can catch up there.