Sunday, September 18, 2016

Ruins of Zenopus, Session 0.5

Well, my new campaign got started tonight, and things went great. Everyone really enjoyed the visuals the Hirst Arts pieces provided, and I really got a kick running the old school sample dungeon from the back of the Holmes Basic Set in 3D.

I read the background, firmly locating Portown on the 'Wild Coast' in Greyhawk. Gathered at the Green Dragon Inn were The half elf Bard, Killian Sweetongue, the Gnome Rogue Lenora, the Halfing Barbarian, Skitt Runalong, the Dragonborn fighter, Sora, and the half orc fighter, Tempest.

Enthusiastic about what lies in store for them in the old halls of the lost Wizard Zenopus, they climbed through the overgrowth of the hill in town, and descended down the rough hewn stone steps into darkness.

The group elected to turn down the east passage, and took the door to room P, disturbing a couple of foul looking ghouls, gnawing on some poor townsfolk that had been unlucky enough to wander into their grasp. The battle was amazingly short, and the group found 100sp in a satchel hidden in one of the niches. The PCs supposed that the ghouls victim had been using the place to store his coins, and had come to retrieve them, when he ran afoul of the undead beasties.




Anyway, turning north,

led to more catacombs, this room having a collapsed east wall. Small tunnels could be seen, barely enough room for a halfling to crawl through, and hanging at various angles in the dirt were bones from numerous corpses.


The room itself contained more burial niches, and 6 Sarcophagi. Our band indulged in serious tomb raiding as they began to lift the heavy stone lids off of each to investigate the contents within.

As DM this was a bit of fun for me, as instead of rolling a die to determine what contents were discovered, I actually placed the things described in the dungeon pieces. A lot of fun for the players too, as with each new investigation they got to actually remove a lid, and discover what I had placed there. It was like a bizarre 'Christmas gift' opening session, and the players were joyfully giddy about it. For the gas trap, I just pulled apart a cottonball to make it look smokey. For the crown and scepter, I used little doll house gems, and so on. The floating dagger threw them for quite the loop.

Upon opening the gas trap, the half orc Tempest failed his con save and ended up unconscious on the floor. At this point, three diseased giant rats from the tunnels decided to make their entry.
The little rodents of unusual size found their demise quite quickly, and after deciding a certain floating dagger was more trouble that it was worth, the door to the north was investigated. The room beyond proved to be quite troublesome for our wayward band, however.

Now, for those who know this dungeon, Holmes placed a giant spider on the ceiling. I decided to take advantage of the visuals, and placed a spider web in the far corner, and a chest resting enticingly on a pedestal on the east wall.
Certainly this proved quite the enticement, as the party, seeing the web knew something was 'up' as it were, and began chucking, javelins, sling bullets and crossbow bolts at the eight legged monstrosity 'dancing on the ceiling'.

The thing proved to be quite hardy, as it full dodged its way to safety, ultimately scurrying up the western passage, out of line of sight. Seeing his opportunity, Tempest, the Not-so-Bright thought this a good time, to simply run in, and grab the chest off the pedestal, and make away with whatever treasure was within.

Not so fast!!
That's not a treasure chest, that's a mimic!! Its sticky pseudo pod extending and grabbing hold of the foolish half-orc, lashing him for 7 points of damage! Of course, its at this point where our spider returns and casts a web, and ensnares the trapped fighter as well!! Oh no!

You can see where this is going, and its not a place with treasure and a happy ending. A round later, a bite attack with advantage had the orc paying dearly for his bravado (As this DM rolled his only natural 20 for the night) , and into death saves! Of course, the rest of the party was able to save the half-orc's bacon, pulling him out of the fire. The fight was a tough one, but the Mimic was beaten, and our crafty spider, with the mimic ally was sent scurrying into its hidey hole in the ceiling.

At this point, the group realized that they needed to return to town, rest the night, lick their wounds and grab a few additional supplies. Can we say, oil and fire for naughty spiders in hidey holes?

The next day, our group returned, this time, hopefully burning the spider out of its hole, but, the thing, devoid of its ally had since moved onto safer pastures.

Also, learning from their mistakes, our group craftily used the lids to all those sarcophagi to shore up those rat tunnels, not wanting one of the diseased ROUS to make an inopportune appearance.


So.. next door. Heading east, revealed a moderate sized room with a dubious looking demonic statue facing them, and a door for each cardinal direction.


Looking at the set up, the door they had bypassed in the entry corridor appeared like it might connect up with the south door of the demon statue room.

All, the way back around, and 'what's behind door number 1' is quickly answered as the Goblin Adept unleased sacred flame at the meat shield/ door opening dragonborn Sora. Worse yet, a crossbow finished the job, and left the hapless hero sprawled out on the fur heap one of the goblins referred to as its bed.
These newbie fighters really need to learn to take their second wind, but.. you know, its not MY job to tell them these things. Hopefully, they'll live long enough to learn from their mistakes!

Anyway, even though the first round was a tough one, the goblins were no match for the party, and were quickly dispatched, our dragonborn fighter Sora was healed, and they ended up with a captive named Gorfus. "No kill! Me a nice goblin! Be friends, be friends." dropping his crossbow, and attempting to look cute, the hapless goblin managed to buy himself a few more moments of life.

Needless to say, it was 'interrogation' time, and the party discovered that some human named 'Garnath' was paying the goblins to watch for intruders and to dispatch them for him.

The room was sealed, a short rest, and 'till next time' ended the session for now! What a great first game of the campaign!!

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Retro gaming session, and my Introduction to Dungeons and Dragons

The last two weeks have been rather ragged as I've prepared to run the 'Tower of Zenopus' adventure again. For those who don't know, the 'Tower of Zenopus' is the 'sample' dungeon in the back of the Holmes basic set



As simple and as crazy as it is, this little dungeon has always intrigued me. It has everything, a crazy magic user, rough hewn stone steps leaning down into darkness, pirates, a damsel in distress, catacombs, goblins, a mysterious talking mask... the sample dungeon champion of the world! And to think, that I got this ruleset 'by mistake. Talk about nostalgia.

I was 14 years old in 1979, and my best friend Jim who lived across the street from me was a year older. He was a sophomore in High School, and I was a junior and in those days there was no "middle school", thus I was still in "junior high." However, the two schools were very close and we still walked to school together as we had since we were in grade school. Many of our conversations on those mornings frequently turned to chess, as we were both avid players, and the superior play and book learning required to compete in high school chess was just beginning to enter our lexicon. We also talked about the players, who was really good, who needed work to improve, etc. We also talked about another board game with great fanaticism... Star Fleet battles, which simulated ship-to-ship combat in the Star Trek universe.

One interesting Monday morning the conversation was not about chess, or Star Fleet Battles at all, but a different game entirely. It seemed that Jim had gone over to my cousin Tim’s house that Saturday (he was the one who introduced us to Star Fleet Battles), to play a strange new game called Dungeons and Dragons. Jim was exceptionally animated as he told me of the "adventure" he had played with this new game, and about his "character" and the other characters in the group.



At first, I had a really difficult time understanding the concept. Where was the board? How did you win? What was the object of the game? Then he told me this game didn’t really have any of those things and all the action took place in your imagination. The game is run by a another player called the "Dungeon Master", and the idea was to tell a story, while your character gains more power each time you played. I was immediately intrigued, but I also knew getting time to go to my cousin’s house was going to be difficult, for he was sort of the "black sheep" of the family and my grandmother’s (I was raised by my grandparents) usually cheery face turned into a frown whenever he was the topic of conversation.



The following week Jim had more stories to tell about the adventures he played at my cousin’s house and of course I begged him to get me invited; but there were problems with that. First, I was "just a kid"... not being in high school (Tim was two years older than me) and, the game group already consisted of eight players and one DM. Tim’s basement was crowded as it was.

A few weeks later I was at the mall and came across a blue boxed Dungeons and Dragon’s game with a red dragon on the front. "Basic Set" is what it said, and I begged my grandmother for the twelve dollars to buy it. She was skeptical, to say the least, as the goings on in my uncle’s basement were starting to capture the notice of the rest of the family. She relented however when I promised to do a few extra things around the house, and my entrance into the realms of D&D had begun.

Now those of you in the know may already see what’s coming, because as it turned out, in my ignorance and blind enthusiasm I had actually purchased the "old" edition of the basic rules. The "Red box" (the Moldvay one that is)



was actually the current version of the basic game at that time. Of course, Jim was all too happy to point this out to me several days later. It seemed like a disaster as twelve dollars was such an investment in those days, but later on, it would prove to be defining.

Anyway, Jim started DMing at his house, and since that was just across the street it was easy to get permission to go play. I don’t remember the first character I created... it was a fighter, and I remember he died quickly and gruesomely by being impaled in a pit trap he had failed to notice (we were playing the Caves of Chaos!). At this point I decided stealth was more appealing than brute force and created a thief, whom I named Ras Al’ Ghul after the Batman villain of similar name (not original I know, but it was such a cool name!).

There were a lot of great adventures and characters that followed that summer. I remember my cousin Tim’s assassin who killed the group’s paladin by pushing him through a dungeon door that lead to the Abyss, I remember the Ranger "Lone" (argh!), who walked around with the god "Law" on his belt, and I remember Ras, who single-handedly burned down the town of Brundenford with a misplaced Molotov-cocktail at the local tavern.

It wasn’t too long after that, that we all got into Advanced D&D in the summer of "80." At this point I knew I wanted to DM, but I wasn’t sure where to start. Just about every module that had come out to that point we had played (we were kids, and it was summer vacation... we had plenty of time). That’s when I flipped through that blue basic D&D rule book I had mistakenly purchased months earlier, and came across the short "sample dungeon" in the back, with no title.

There was a neat background provided... about how the wizard had caused his own demise, and now mysterious blue-green lights and eerie noises were heard by the town folk, and evil looking silhouetted goblin figures could be seen dancing on the roof top of the tower on some nights. The superstitious folks of Port Town had a catapult wheeled through the town proper and the tower was battered to rubble, and that stopped the hauntings for a time.

There were some neat things there in the ol’ remnants of Zenopus’s tower... there was a room with four doors, and a demon statue in the middle, and when you rotated him on his base it would unlock the door he was pointing to. There was another room with four "niches" covered with cobwebs; two on either side of the large room... and when the characters approached skeletons emerged from within! There was an underground river that was being used by pirates in a smuggling operation, and there was another section overrun with giant rats that had dug tunnels to the graveyard above so they could feast on the corpses interred therein. It was perfect for my first dungeon, and because the rule book was "out of date" I knew no one else had read it.

A map of Port Town was not provided, so I developed that first, and added a "second level" to the dungeon, and my DMing career was begun. Fast forward thirty-six years later, and D&D is still my hobby. Over the years I have met many friends, and had many wonderful experiences that I know I would not have had were it not for the game. My time in the military, the trips to gaming conventions over the years and the look on the faces of my own children as I introduced them to the game are all priceless, and indelibly eked into my memory.

I expect that I shall play this game until my beard turns white and I can no longer hold the dice in my hands! But then again, isn’t that what nurses are for?

The current campaign of three years has sort of stalled. Jim has moved across the country, and several new people have expressed interest in joining our stalwart band of adventurers, so I thought it would be fun to begin anew, and dust off that old 'sample dungeon' in the back of the wrongly purchased set of rules. Most of my players weren't even alive when this adventure was first published, so I know they've never played it. This time, however, I'm having a bit of fun, and rendering Holme's infamous dungeon with Hirst Arts pieces.








It is wonderful to know that I can still revisit my childhood on occasion through the game. The game is timeless, and while it has, itself grown up and changed with me, I still get an enthusiastic sense of wonder whenever I look at a blank piece of graph paper and think, "what could possibly be there?" 

Monday, November 23, 2015

RPG Retro Reviews: Call of Cthulhu

Another RPG Retro Review is up, this time, I'm taking a look back at the Call of Cthulhu game from Chaosium, as well as a brief look at Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos itself, so please, check it out!!



Saturday, August 1, 2015

Congratulations Ennie Winners

I'm certain there were quite a few surprised people when A Red and Pleasant Land received four Ennie awards. Two Gold (Best Writing, Best Setting) and two Silver (Product of the Year, Best Adventure).

Zak, those awards are well deserved. Cheers.



Monte Cook Games also received four awards, high quality work as always. One Gold for the Ninth World Guidebook (Best Cartography), and three Silver for The Strange (Best Interior Art, Best Game, Best Setting).



To everyone else, well done.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Coming up for air

I am not the best at keeping up this blog, longtime readers are well aware of that information.

I hope to find some motivation and at least briefly update gaming goings on.

Way behind on writing up sessions of both my campaign and CatCorajus' campaign.

Let's see, in the Cap's campaign:

party convinced 4 frost giants to turn on their white dragon overlord and they and the party escaped from the Hollow World (dragon still lives, holding eggs hostage can work sometimes)

party had to solve a haunting in a mansion in a slice of Ravenloft

got back to outer Mystara to find the political situation completely screwed up, we arrived through a portal inside a vault only to exit the door to find ourselves in the castle dungeon, freed prisoners, made dramatic escape, joined resistance forces loyal to Karameikos, been escaping from enemies by skin of teeth ever since, completely out-matched, outnumbered, out of our minds to think we can fix anything, trying anyway.


My campaign:

if I get around to finishing the post in my drafts folder it will catch things up, have not run any more of it in months


Other:

Recently discovered a West Marches style campaign on YouTube (Rollplay West Marches) and have watched a bunch of episodes. Will hopefully talk more about it in later posts.

I leave you with this picture for no reason what-so-ever:


Monday, May 11, 2015

RPG Retro Reviews

Many of you might not know it, but I do a video blog, and review Old School D&D modules, and rules sets on YouTube. Please, take a minute to check out my channel, RPG Retro Reviews!

https://www.youtube.com/user/captcorajus/videos


Friday, April 24, 2015

Just Wanted to Say HI!

OSRBaron has graciously allowed me some space on his awesome gaming blog, so I will most certainly be adding a few witticisms of my own... though, I dare say it will be difficult to match the humor and amusing look at gaming, and our own campagins that OSRBaron does. I will do my best.


Shameless Plug

If you haven't checked it out, please, click the link below, and check out my YouTube channel: RPG Retro Reviews. A look back at old D&D Edition, modules and reviews. Also, a 'how to' series on the newest (5th) edition of the game! Check it out!

https://www.youtube.com/user/captcorajus/videos