Funny Dice
Mar. 19th, 2006 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leynosTwo weeks ago, I went along to GEAS (the Edinburgh University roleplaying society), after ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spacelem's Shadowrun manual got me curious and he suggested I go along. I had fun, but I went in without a clear idea of hat I wanted to do. I joined an on-going D&D game with a character that was a little muddled. "Erm... Why does your fighter have a charisma of 12? That's just silly." Amusingly, (and possibly fittingly) I wound up getting hit by a confusion spell. On account of this, I almost killed another party member using my big fuck-off sword of killing and spent a good hour babbling incoherently whilst the other party members did their best to eliminate the foe and deal with two confused characters.
Today, I started out with a new character in the same game. The class I really wanted to play as, it was pointed out, was the swashbucker. And this is more or less true, as I'd had in mind Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean when I sat down with the DM to assemble a character the last time.
So kitted out as a wily urban pirate, I did my best to swash some buckles and play my part in the dungeon exploration in progress. There wasn't much opportunity for witty smart talking, seeing as how all the enemies we came across were freakish other world type things, but I think I pulled off the graceful swordplay aspect as well as could be expected for someone in their second time playing. And it was FUN. The afternoon in the dungeon went by very quickly, and I was a little saddened when I found it would be more than a month before the game could continue.
So now I know a little of what roleplaying is like. From one perspective anyway. And it's certainly an experience I would like to repeat. Next thing you know, I'll be carrying around a bag of D10s and D20s.
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Happy Birthday tolucyjin. I hope you had a fine day.
spacelem's Shadowrun manual got me curious and he suggested I go along. I had fun, but I went in without a clear idea of hat I wanted to do. I joined an on-going D&D game with a character that was a little muddled. "Erm... Why does your fighter have a charisma of 12? That's just silly." Amusingly, (and possibly fittingly) I wound up getting hit by a confusion spell. On account of this, I almost killed another party member using my big fuck-off sword of killing and spent a good hour babbling incoherently whilst the other party members did their best to eliminate the foe and deal with two confused characters.Today, I started out with a new character in the same game. The class I really wanted to play as, it was pointed out, was the swashbucker. And this is more or less true, as I'd had in mind Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean when I sat down with the DM to assemble a character the last time.
So kitted out as a wily urban pirate, I did my best to swash some buckles and play my part in the dungeon exploration in progress. There wasn't much opportunity for witty smart talking, seeing as how all the enemies we came across were freakish other world type things, but I think I pulled off the graceful swordplay aspect as well as could be expected for someone in their second time playing. And it was FUN. The afternoon in the dungeon went by very quickly, and I was a little saddened when I found it would be more than a month before the game could continue.
So now I know a little of what roleplaying is like. From one perspective anyway. And it's certainly an experience I would like to repeat. Next thing you know, I'll be carrying around a bag of D10s and D20s.
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Happy Birthday to
lucyjin. I hope you had a fine day.
