6 years ago, a group of us did a brief bout of old-style basic D&D, and this year we decided to continue the campaign started so long ago. Since we only played for a couple of hours back then, nobody could remember a single thing about who we were or what we'd been doing, but brief LJ posts from the time provided at least some clues. With this in ( Read more... )

Last Tuesday, Bunn expressed the intention of leading me all the way from Cornwall to Devon, where she would abandon me in a mine-riddled forest for me to find my own way home, or die trying. (Or something like that.) Curiously, I was more than happy with this suggestion, so waved a cheery goodbye to a dopey Pellinor - "I'm off to get abandoned in ( Read more... )

We spent Easter adventuring in Westeros - or, rather, Essos. This write-up will be of no interest at all to anyone who wasn't there - and of minimal interest to those who were, since, well, they were there. However, it's good to have a record for future reference.

( How to annoy people in Essos )

On Sunday, the adventurers returned from their sojourn in the Western Lands beyond the Tamar. Many Things had they performed, and great were the mountains of food and towering was the pile of empty bottles left after their carousing. Many are the tales that could be told, but for now, let me tell you the Tale of the Deathless Tomato.

( The Tale of the Deathless Tomato )

So we were staying in the Wye Valley Youth Hostel (and that's another story.) It's in Welsh Bicknor (so called because it's in England) and it's a strange place: the former rectory of the church next door, a church that sits in the wilds of the river bank and appears to administer to nobody at all except for passing water creatures. In the grounds ( Read more... )

We spent last week adventuring in the far reaches of space (or the not-so-far reaches of space, since Space is Big.) This was the continuation of the campaign we started two years ago, which culminated in a super-powerful Ancienty chap telling us that All The Things were at risk unless we joined him in his fight against The Destroyer. We decided ( Read more... )

We spent the long Easter weekend adventuring in Westeros, finally wrapping up the plot that started some six years ago. Despite many of us proving incapable of throwing any number that wasn't a 1, we managed to piece together the evidence and conclude that Balon Greyjoy was about to rebel against King Robert. In our part of the world, this was to ( Read more... )

Although I spent most of the week doing healthy and improving things outside in lovely scenery (*ahem*) we did spend a small amount of time lounging on cat-covered couches, eating cheese and throwing dice.

( Roleplaying )

This post is an attempt to convey the impression that I haven't just spent 9 days sitting on a couch eating cake.

( Pictures of Outside )

Much of yesterday's roleplaying was toilet-dominated, too, and involved length discussions on interior design and plumbing. From there we moved on to custard, and today we made a lot of money selling enormous quantities of custard to miners, though we are not entirely sure why they need so much. Now we have made HUGE mega amounts of money ( Read more... )