Which wood?

[lisefrac]

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This past Saturday I NPCed for Witchwood at 4-H Camp Middlesex in Ashby, MA (a.k.a. Camp Stairmaster, Camp Fuck-That-Hill). As I said earlier, this destination was chosen mostly due to its proximity to my house - it’s about ten miles away, which on twisty country roads is about

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[lightgamer]

As a player in what we players are now referring to as the Teahouse of Horrors incident, I will say that the reason I was Reposing in the front room of the teahouse was that I was outnumbered three to one and didn't have my weapon. I'd been playing cards with my back to the door and my staff had been against the far wall when the first skeleton came through the door, so I literally dove out of my chair to avoid its attacks and then turned around to find three undead between me and my weapon, so I Reposed in the corner. As soon as a Mystic walked in the door, I broke Repose to tell her "Undead in the back room!" grabbed my staff, and joined the fight.

For a lot of Witchwood players, myself included, Repose is not an "I am opting out of combat because I don't like combat" button, it is an "Oh shit I have seriously miscalculated and will die if I try to fight this fight" button. Additionally, the reason we were turtling so hard was because we had no idea how many undead there were outside. All we knew is that they were coming in both doors and had caught us by surprise; for all we knew, there were twenty of you out there waiting to kill whatever poor sod came out to lead the counter-offensive.

I will say, for all that, that that fight was the most exciting, adrenaline-pumping, and awesome fight all weekend from my PC's perspective, and I thank you for dealing with our paranoid tactics. I also loved your Make Peter Sad face role, because my character has a vested interest in seeing his character deal with this particular baggage head-on. Thank you for making my weekend more fun!

[lisefrac]

Teahouse of Horrors, ha!

I can see how you probably had no sense of how many skeletons were outside, since it was a dark, moonless night, and the numbers did fluctuate. There were eleven or twelve of us originally, I think, but we lost some on the hill someone (I have no idea who; again, moonless night, and we were all wearing skeleton masks) sent a bunch of undead down to harass the tavern after a while. I think I was the last undead there, actually -- someone gave me the instruction to "harass the back door" for a while, which I did, and then I left when I got repelled a last time, I think. I seem to recall that someone was hollering down the hill "OAK HARBOR. UNDEAD AT TEAHOUSE. SEND HELP" about when I rolled out.

Anyway, I'm glad it provided a fun fight for you! I was mostly worried that so many players Reposing meant that the combat was boring rather than fun, which is always a concern. I have a vested interest in you having fun! :)

[offside7]

"Teahouse of Horrors" -- I love that.