Meeting new people
I finally did it... I played 4th Edition D&D for the first time (at least, not as part of a play-by-post online thingamijig).
I met the DM at a local game store. His party had grown too large to manage, and so he'd just split it into 2 games, the second needing another player; which turned out to be me. So I got in for the 1st session and everything. It felt really good to roll my dice again, even though I rolled for crap. I need new dice, evidently. And a new mini.
I like the 4E system so far. Combat certainly did seem to flow more smoothly, esp. considering the number of new powers we were tossing around. My DM is generous in the right ways, and sadistic in the good ways as well. Our group has all the usual suspects: the powergamer, the chronic late guy, the guy who's way older than everyone and played 1st Ed Back In The Day, and the young kid who I kinda feel bad for when we're all tossing around references that he doesn't get, but laughs anyway. He seems a good kid at heart, and I remind myself that I was once that kid among mostly older gamers back in my Call of Cthulhu and Shadowrun days (which actually really WAS before this kid was born... God it hurts to say things like that.)
Anyway, the group only meets every other Monday, so that shouldn't be too much of a strain on my time. It's odd playing with a group of people who are closer to the usual stereotypes of D&D players. I'm used to my art school/ art studio crowd. I felt kind of self-conscious being the only person doodling my character in-between my turns in combat. Oh, I promise to have something OTHER than my character sketch for my sketchblog this week. ^_^
Hopefully this week I'll get my health insurance (and possibly my 401K) straightened out at the bank this week. I could use the health insurance right about now, but that's a post for another night. It grows night to my bedtime.
I met the DM at a local game store. His party had grown too large to manage, and so he'd just split it into 2 games, the second needing another player; which turned out to be me. So I got in for the 1st session and everything. It felt really good to roll my dice again, even though I rolled for crap. I need new dice, evidently. And a new mini.
I like the 4E system so far. Combat certainly did seem to flow more smoothly, esp. considering the number of new powers we were tossing around. My DM is generous in the right ways, and sadistic in the good ways as well. Our group has all the usual suspects: the powergamer, the chronic late guy, the guy who's way older than everyone and played 1st Ed Back In The Day, and the young kid who I kinda feel bad for when we're all tossing around references that he doesn't get, but laughs anyway. He seems a good kid at heart, and I remind myself that I was once that kid among mostly older gamers back in my Call of Cthulhu and Shadowrun days (which actually really WAS before this kid was born... God it hurts to say things like that.)
Anyway, the group only meets every other Monday, so that shouldn't be too much of a strain on my time. It's odd playing with a group of people who are closer to the usual stereotypes of D&D players. I'm used to my art school/ art studio crowd. I felt kind of self-conscious being the only person doodling my character in-between my turns in combat. Oh, I promise to have something OTHER than my character sketch for my sketchblog this week. ^_^
Hopefully this week I'll get my health insurance (and possibly my 401K) straightened out at the bank this week. I could use the health insurance right about now, but that's a post for another night. It grows night to my bedtime.