OrcCon 2012: Sunday
Pirates DBG (Morning
Rob (@azaroth42) and I are working on a deck building game of fantasy pirates. It turns out the event was on the schedule, but incorrectly such that eight people had signed up for a four player game. Fortunately only half of them turned up, so we were able to handle it. We played three games, all of which played well and produced some useful feedback. We were both pretty happy with the way the game looked and played. Kaitlynn Peavler's doing the art and it looks sweet.
Living Dragon World: Clean Up Duty (Afternoon)
We had four extra players (could have possibly picked up even more), so I ran an unscheduled breakout session of Living Dungeon World on Sunday Afternoon. While the two main groups were attempting to recover the rod and destroy the skull respectively, this group (including Ysolde from Saturday afternoon) was tasked with cleaning up the mess that the dragon had made of the Horse Tribes. There was a swarm of cave rats and several Ice-Rock golems to content with, then a tough fight with the dragon, but by the end, the band was victorious, if somewhat scarred by the experience.
The characters were Ysolde (now in the hands of a different player) who was unerring in his ability to strike his companions with his magical bolts and blasts; Halek the Ranger and his stupid but enthusiastic bear companion who insisted on eating everything that wasn't disintegrated by Ysolde's fireballs; Karas, the Cleric of the Unspoken Lord who had taken a vow of silence and had fought evil with only his pure body; and Omar the good-hearted thief (who had continued with the same player from the previous round).
Living Dungeon World: The Tower of the Flame (Evening)
The grand finale session! At my table, Ysolde, Halek and Omar (with new players at the helm of the first two) were joined by Regulus the Paladin and Daelwyn the Bard to destroy the Flame of Orcus, the villager who had resurrected the demon lord and now scourged the land clad in Orcus' bone exoskeleton and at the head of his undead hordes. At Colin's table, Boots, Chopps, Cherish and Emory ventured to Orcus' home plane to slay the demon while he was weakened by his connection to the Flame.
The band travelled to the city of Dusk's Harbour, Omar's home, where the Flame had established his tower of bone focus his siphoned power. On the way the fought skeletons, ghoul-zombies and death knights, before infiltrating the tower and facing the Flame himself on a platform atop the tower, crackling with magical energy!
Somehow the Flame had recovered the rod, but Daelwyn fascinated him with his bardic tongue and Halek shot it from his grasp. Omar seized his opportunity, snatched up the rod from the edge of the platform and vanished over the edge and into the woods (10+ on the Thief escape move!). Halek's arrows and Ysolde's fireballs carried the day, the former wearing down the Flame and the latter blasting apart the construct which allowed him to siphon power from Orcus himself. The Flame in turn was thwarted by Ysolde's mirror images, until the Wizard had only his magical construct left. He tried to throw his simulacrum in the way of the Flame's crushing fist, but missed (<6!). "The fist drives into you for 30 points of damage", I said. A killing blow! Then, from the other side of the table, a hand is interposed, thrust between me and Ysolde's player, as Regulus the Paladin spends his last two hold on defense to throw himself in front of the Flame's fist, halve the damage, and survive on 2 hit points! One more shot from Halek and the Flame, his bone armour now all ablated by the weakening magic of the tower, teeters, then BLAM! Ysolde blows the floor of the platform wide open sending the Flame crashing to his death.
At the other table, the heroes have crushed Orcus' will, convinced him that with his power stolen he is a pale shadow of his former self, and he should abandon his plans (epic Parleys!) when I sidle over to Colin.
"They just killed the Avatar"
"What happened to his power?"
"It's going back to where it came from."
"Which is?"
"Orcus"
Colin turns back to his table.
"Before you faced a powerless demon, NOW YOU FACE A GOD!" As Orcus shifted gravity through ninety degrees and sends everyone falling across his demonic realm.
I went back to my table.
There followed some falling through the fireball hole, some rescue attempts and failures, the sacrifice of Halek's bear to save his life, and Ysolde stabilising the decaying magical power of the tower and allowing the heroes to escape.
Then we, along with the small audience which had now gathered, all watched as Orcus was defeated in an epic and fatal battle and the world saved.
DUNGEON WORLD!
Rob (@azaroth42) and I are working on a deck building game of fantasy pirates. It turns out the event was on the schedule, but incorrectly such that eight people had signed up for a four player game. Fortunately only half of them turned up, so we were able to handle it. We played three games, all of which played well and produced some useful feedback. We were both pretty happy with the way the game looked and played. Kaitlynn Peavler's doing the art and it looks sweet.
Living Dragon World: Clean Up Duty (Afternoon)
We had four extra players (could have possibly picked up even more), so I ran an unscheduled breakout session of Living Dungeon World on Sunday Afternoon. While the two main groups were attempting to recover the rod and destroy the skull respectively, this group (including Ysolde from Saturday afternoon) was tasked with cleaning up the mess that the dragon had made of the Horse Tribes. There was a swarm of cave rats and several Ice-Rock golems to content with, then a tough fight with the dragon, but by the end, the band was victorious, if somewhat scarred by the experience.
The characters were Ysolde (now in the hands of a different player) who was unerring in his ability to strike his companions with his magical bolts and blasts; Halek the Ranger and his stupid but enthusiastic bear companion who insisted on eating everything that wasn't disintegrated by Ysolde's fireballs; Karas, the Cleric of the Unspoken Lord who had taken a vow of silence and had fought evil with only his pure body; and Omar the good-hearted thief (who had continued with the same player from the previous round).
Living Dungeon World: The Tower of the Flame (Evening)
The grand finale session! At my table, Ysolde, Halek and Omar (with new players at the helm of the first two) were joined by Regulus the Paladin and Daelwyn the Bard to destroy the Flame of Orcus, the villager who had resurrected the demon lord and now scourged the land clad in Orcus' bone exoskeleton and at the head of his undead hordes. At Colin's table, Boots, Chopps, Cherish and Emory ventured to Orcus' home plane to slay the demon while he was weakened by his connection to the Flame.
The band travelled to the city of Dusk's Harbour, Omar's home, where the Flame had established his tower of bone focus his siphoned power. On the way the fought skeletons, ghoul-zombies and death knights, before infiltrating the tower and facing the Flame himself on a platform atop the tower, crackling with magical energy!
Somehow the Flame had recovered the rod, but Daelwyn fascinated him with his bardic tongue and Halek shot it from his grasp. Omar seized his opportunity, snatched up the rod from the edge of the platform and vanished over the edge and into the woods (10+ on the Thief escape move!). Halek's arrows and Ysolde's fireballs carried the day, the former wearing down the Flame and the latter blasting apart the construct which allowed him to siphon power from Orcus himself. The Flame in turn was thwarted by Ysolde's mirror images, until the Wizard had only his magical construct left. He tried to throw his simulacrum in the way of the Flame's crushing fist, but missed (<6!). "The fist drives into you for 30 points of damage", I said. A killing blow! Then, from the other side of the table, a hand is interposed, thrust between me and Ysolde's player, as Regulus the Paladin spends his last two hold on defense to throw himself in front of the Flame's fist, halve the damage, and survive on 2 hit points! One more shot from Halek and the Flame, his bone armour now all ablated by the weakening magic of the tower, teeters, then BLAM! Ysolde blows the floor of the platform wide open sending the Flame crashing to his death.
At the other table, the heroes have crushed Orcus' will, convinced him that with his power stolen he is a pale shadow of his former self, and he should abandon his plans (epic Parleys!) when I sidle over to Colin.
"They just killed the Avatar"
"What happened to his power?"
"It's going back to where it came from."
"Which is?"
"Orcus"
Colin turns back to his table.
"Before you faced a powerless demon, NOW YOU FACE A GOD!" As Orcus shifted gravity through ninety degrees and sends everyone falling across his demonic realm.
I went back to my table.
There followed some falling through the fireball hole, some rescue attempts and failures, the sacrifice of Halek's bear to save his life, and Ysolde stabilising the decaying magical power of the tower and allowing the heroes to escape.
Then we, along with the small audience which had now gathered, all watched as Orcus was defeated in an epic and fatal battle and the world saved.
DUNGEON WORLD!