Sunday, July 11, 2010

Some Notes (NSFW)

Well, we have some new D&D news. Starting a new campaign. Saturdays. Again. I'm going to try to go for something long term. To do so, I'm going back in time. Old School. I mean its going to be run on 3.0 rules, but with a First Ed Flavor. There's nothing really outside the dungeon. Well, there's a city. Which I already talked about, but the city is really just Dungeon level 0. Law is provided to anyone who can afford it. Merchants and Guilds rule. There is no civil authority. However, due to a gross miscalculation, there were business at work. So all we really got to do was character generation. And we came up with a list of names for the guild.

So the group is; (Player: Type- Name)
Tom: Dwarf Barbarian- Frumpy Foreskin
Josh: Elf Cleric- Saturday Morning Fever (after the time we usually play)
Megan: Elf Ranger- Hazlet
Jim: Halfling Rogue- Unnamed at this time
Po: Human Mage (possibly necromancer)- Bones

And the Group Names we've come up with.
Fevered Foreskins (after the two target names in the group)
Soldiers of Ill Repute
Guild Of Calamatous Intent
Spelunkers 'R' Us
Guild of Unknown
Knights of IVR (so named after the automated telephone system)
Head Cases
The Longhairs and Josh
Munchkins for Hire
Speedball Express
Wizard and Four Others
Furious Five
Fearless
Adventurers of the Diamond Oak

Right now the names winning are Spelunkers 'R' Us and Adventurers of the Diamond Oak (although the adventurers might be changed to Dungeoneers).

So while we got that situated for the most part, we also got to the beginning of the adventure. One of my best.

ME: "You are sitting in a crappy inn after having decided to start an adventuring company. A man runs in and yells; SOMEONE STOLE MY COCK!"
GROUP: LAUGHTER, SNIGGERING, AND LOOKS TO SEE IF THE BOSS SAW.
TOM: "Where did you last see it?"
ME (as Man with stolen cock): "In the coop"
TOM: "Could you describe your cock?"
GROUP: LAUGHTER, SNIGGERING, AND LOOKS TO SEE IF THE BOSS SAW.
ME (as Man with stolen cock): It's a blue grey bantam razor cock.
TOM: What happened to your cock?
GROUP: LAUGHTER, SNIGGERING, AND LOOKS TO SEE IF THE BOSS SAW.
ME (as Man with stolen cock): A black shape stole it and flew down the well!
TOM: Can you describe the shape?
ME (as Man with stolen cock): It was black.
TOM: (with a slight bit of aggravation): Ok, so it was a black shape that flew?
ME (as Man with stolen cock): Ayup. I'll give y'all a hundred gold pieces if you go fetch it.
TOM: (with enthusiasm): Each?
ME (as Man with stolen cock): No, total. It's just a cock.

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