Golden Anvil

Nope, not this week. Two players couldn't make it, so we didn't play. Instead I ended up playing Dominions III (see the link of the day) until way later than I should have. That's why I didn't post last night. Too tired.

However, there is some interesting news about the WWII campaign. It looks like after I wrap up this adventure (as I said, likely just another couple sessions), one of the other players (gauntman, the player of Prof. Hayes) has agreed to run the group through an adventure. It'll be part of the same campaign, but I'll create a new character, and Hayes will temporarily be unavailable. Gauntman has never GM'd before, but he's got a good grasp (in my opinion) on the genre and on storytelling skills. I'll be able to help him out with any rules/technical issues.

Last night's roleplaying went well. We created characters and started a short introductory adventure. Everyone had fun, and everyone is looking forward to next week.

Well, it's time to update you on the last two weeks of play (we didn't play the two weeks before that, as Mrs. Kheldar was visiting family and friends out of town. This will be a short summary, but at least it'll get you caught up again.

Last time they decided to put the blind friend they found on the base in contact with the London resistance group they'd met with. They had a meeting scheduled with a resistance contact, and that went pretty well. They got a hold of a couple pistols (since weaponry was kind of tough to smuggle out of the port area), and got some information about where the records were archived that they were looking for (it turns out that the Reich had turned the Houses of Parliament into a records archive for temporary storage while waiting to get it all sorted and processed for useful content).

I suppose you probably noticed that I haven't posted in a while. Life has been pretty full lately, and I haven't found myself with the energy to blog. Fortunately (for those who like to read my blog), I've backed off pretty significantly on my computer game playing, and have started a monthly project (since I have so many interests, I'm going to try seeing if I can stay focused on just one each month and kind of rotate through them). This gives me a little better sense of organization in my life.

Of course, I've been kind of going through computer game withdrawal, so I have to finish that adjustment first before things completely settle down.

You've seen pictures of some of the bombing damage in European cities after WWII? Tone that down just a little bit. You've seen pictures of people during the Great Depression in the US? Now combine those pictures. In particular, keep the dirt and the grey. Add some fog, since it's London.

There you have the setting of tonight's session. The players are in Reich controlled England (London specifically), posing as independent tramp freighter operators. They're trying to track down records from their past to keep the Germans from learning to much about them. It's now 1947, the war was unofficially over a year ago, and things are now in somewhat of a cold war state (although technically peace was never declared). The Reich controls all of Europe (as well as other places).

Hmm... I'm sure I've posted dozens of times lately. They... uh... must have gotten... um... lost in the system.

Right. Happy Mother's Day (Mothers' Day?) to everyone out there who's a mother.

We decided to stop by the theater to take advantage of the fact that most people wouldn't take their Mom out to see Spiderman 3 on Mothers' Day. Heh... Guess what? Either there are a lot of Moms into comic books, or there are some Dads that have funny ideas about how to celebrate with their wife. It wasn't jam packed, but I'm certainly glad that we got there early. There were a lot of younger kids there too.

Anyway, not a bad movie. Mrs. Kheldar and I enjoyed it. I think they've very much improved on the computer animation for Spiderman since the first one. Yeah, there were some weak points, but eh... I'm easy to please. I was entertained.

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