Aug. 18th, 2007

gridlore: Doug looking off camera with a grin (Me - Game Master)
As many of you know, I despise the tradition fantasy RPG setting of a set of pseudo-medieval states (with the odd Imperial remnant thrown in for flavor.) It's so damn trite, and very few writers or gamers bother to actually flesh out the dynamics of such a setting. The also tend to ignore that established states mean laws and law enforcement. Very few nobles are going to accept a party of heavily armed warriors and their mage companions wandering through their territory swinging Swords of Magical Oomph with glee at everything that moves, at least not without collecting some tax revenue.

A common trope in these setting is the Big Magical Oops. Sometime, in the dim and distant past, the Glorious Empire of Magic Item Creation summoned something bigger than their collective heads and went down faster than the Titanic, leaving endless Places of Mystery and magical goodies for people to find. A typical example of this is The Rain of Colorless Fire from Greyhawk. The uniting factor always seems to be that the Big Oops is something that happened centuries, if not millenia, ago.

Let's change that.

For this setting, the fall of the Great Empire happened about a century ago; recently enough that the oldest folks can barely remember the glory that was, and the dark days of the collapse. Society has fallen, the legions have gone (or set themselves up as petty lords) and the barbarian/orcish hordes are riding with impunity over the old borders. Magic itself has changed, becoming harder and darker. Mages are hated and feared, so those who do follow the art are advised to keep a low profile or a lot of guards. The economy in most places has gone back to bartering for goods. What use is a gold coin when you need good iron for spear points?

Civilization is pretty much restricted to city-states that managed to survive the fall, and had the power and resources to survive the hard times. Some have started to expand into small kingdoms. There's a lot of room for fun here, as some places will be traditional places of evil ruled by cultists, some will be be beacons of light for our heroes to hail from, and many will be in dire need of someone to save them from the latest barbarian horde.

The old Imperial interior is fraught with peril. The few who have scouted out the old roads tell of twisted terrain, strange beasts, and strange citadels where none existed on the old maps. Rumors pass in whispers that the last Archmagi Imperial still occupies the Ocher Throne, an undead lich ruling over a court of shades and ghosts. Similar stories tell of the supposed fates of the great weapons made for various Imperial generals.

This is post-apocalyptic role-playing in Robert E. Howard land; evil sorcerers, dark gods, pirates, noble savages, dragons to be slain, and wondrous and terrible treasures to be unearthed.

What do y'all think?
gridlore: Doug looking off camera with a grin (Bicycle)
Last winter, as the temps dropped and the rainy season began, I put my faithful bike Traveller aside, intending to get her ready for riding in spring and go back to riding to work.

Well, to quote John Fogerty, "things got bad, and things got worse, looks like my plans fell through." Money and time never came together, Kirsten gave me rides in, and Traveller sat on the porch.

But Kirsten leaves for that Thing In The Desert on Friday. Since she sort of needs the car, I need to get around and to work myself. So today we went out and had the tubes replaces and the works given a once-over. The Off Ramp is a really neat store, and we probably spent too much money getting new lights for both our bikes (Traveller and the bike Kiri takes to the desert) along with a bunch of other goodies. I resisted the urge to blow a c-note on a great new helmet and a visibility yellow windbreaker. We ran a few other errands before heading over to Avant Sound - again - to get the damn stereo fixed.

Ladles and other cooking implements, my wife is not confrontational. She is more likely to back down, negotiate, and accept things than I am.

Today, I was worried that I might be forced to restrain her. she spotted the owner as we walked in, and ripped him a new asshole over the constant problems we have encountered since winning this system. She was loud, forceful, and the owner kept glancing at the other customers in the shop in fear.

I have never been so proud.

They fixed the problems, and we're still working on getting a refund (full or partial) on the installation. When I mentioned this (as Kiri was bringing the car around) the owner protested that he had given us multiple discounts. We were quoted $295 for installation. We paid a bit over $400.

This guy is slimy.

Anyway, we came home after one more stop; and I get to work on Traveller. Rust-removal compound, WD-40, 3-in-1 oil on the chain and gears, install the new headlight (a Blackburn Quadrant that came bundled with a Mars 3.0 taillight). I looked at installing the tail light, but the way my cargo rack is set up, carrying anything would block the light. So I'll wear the tail light on my belt or on my backpack. Which reminds me, I need a Camelbak.

One more trip out for some food shopping (not possible with my bike in the car) and no I'm enjoying the Giants game after a nice dinner of chicken and biscuts.
gridlore: Doug looking off camera with a grin (Baseball - Bonds swing)
760!!

Bonds has now exceeded his godfather's career total by 100.

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