I've been noticing more and more that gamers tend to focus on one game, and one game only. They may be a fan of literature or movies that span several genres (Fantasy, SciFi, Cyberpunk, Post Apocalypse, etc) but will only play one genre. And sometimes these players will go so far as to dismiss, or express disgust over, the other genres in context of gaming. Players and GMs alike find themselves frustrated when confronted with a gamer like this, and find themselves equally at a loss in finding a
Updated 05-29-2012 at 06:50 AM by Dalkiel
Ok, eventhough I haven't seen any posts, the previous blog entry has had over 1400 views. I will take this as there are some folks that would like to follow the new groups progress through this adventure. When they do begin, I will post a campaign log for their group.
At this time, there are 4 seats available for this game. Even with the campaign log being here on my P&PG blog, prospective players need to inquire about joining the group by going to the Steel City Gamers group
Saturday, February 4, 2012
(After playing the Dark Sun Revised and Expanded (2nd Edition AD&D) scenario “Mystery of the Ancients” Friday in High Point with Jeff Smith, and Ken Woody, Steve Turner, and Erik Huffine from 8 p.m. to 11 p.m.)
A group of four adventurers awoke in the city of Tyr in the Year of Desert’s Fury in the 190th King’s Age, also known as Free Year 11 in the free city. They had been in Tyr for some months and their funds were running low. The four
Monday, January 30, 2012
(After playing the conclusion of the Aliens Adventure Game scenario “Forced Entry” by Roman J. Andron from Challenge Magazine #62 with Steve Turner and Erik Huffine Friday from 9 p.m. to 1 a.m. in High Point. Continuation of game session from July 30, 2010)
Lt. Smith and Pvt. Kemps left engineering to go secure the dropship. Once they left, MkVenner told Anderson
Coombs and the two technicians stood on one side while Henson and Anderson stood on the other in places where they had overlapping fields of fire but also where Henson had a clear line of sight on the corporate civilians.
The door stopped shaking.
“What are we going to do, Lieutenant?” Henson asked.
“I don’t know,” Lt. Smith said. “I’m not thinking straight right now. I think that thing poisoned me.”
“Poison?” Simmons said.