is the name of my current Deluxe USR Sword & Sorcery adventure. One of the players has been so kind to write up a session report of the action so far. Here it is as I like having as many records of a session as I possibly can get.
Acolyte of Death
Hardon Kumar, unlike his father,
is unlucky in games of chance. Sure, he wins a bit from time to time but
nowhere near enough to cover his losses. And his recent losses have been
substantial enough that those he owes have decided to get their money another
way and arranged to sell his niece into slavery. This obviously didn't go down
too well with his long-suffering Uncle. His Uncle in no uncertain terms told
Hardon to return to him his daughter or to expect to find a price on his head. So,
Hardon ropes his old friend Frisco Shan's, the fabled hunter into his half-baked
rescue plan, and together they set out to rescue his put upon niece.
They trace the kidnappers back to
a half-ruined town in the ash wastes. Twenty or so crumbling buildings, half buried,
only half seemed to be currently occupied. An inn, a ruined temple and what
looks like an old fort seem to be the only substantial buildings remaining. The
town's name is Fanwier or something similar and after getting a hostile
reception from the few townsfolk encountered outside they made their way to the
dismal looking Inn known according to its swinging sign as the Twilight Inn. The
inn is well named as it's ill-lit, full of smoke and unpleasant odors. Behind
the rough looking barman are shelving which holds filthy glass jars in which
human heads float. A few drinks were had and a couple of questions were asked.
It seems the man we were looking for is indeed Varaak Ironthorn the local
taxman who seems to moonlight as a bandit. The dynamic duo are interrupted by a
low born Susrahian mercenary who tries to start trouble but luckily is soon
dealt with. Unfortunately, he seems to have been working for Ironthorn so hearing
angry voices approaching it was time to flee with what little information they
had gathered.
They flee and barely manage to
avoid the pursuing mercenaries, and they head towards the ruins of the Tower of
Eternity, the possible location of Hardons kidnapped niece. It seems that she
was sold onto this unpleasant sounding man by the name of Aulric. Hardon was
sure that if he could just talk to this fellow, it could all be sorted out,
Frisco wasn't too sure about that, but you never know. After hours of
travelling across the barren ash filled landscape they make it to a vale with
the black stone ruins of a tower, surely this is the place described to them.
Frisco was able to confirm that
this was indeed their target as she noticed the tacks of a cart pulled by oxen
heading towards a small outbuilding to the side of the ruined tower. Stealthily
approaching the buildings, they were surprised to hear nothing apart from the
groans and snorts of the oxen in the small building next to the tower. There
didn't seem to be a way into the main body of the tower but they did discover a
crude tunnel that led underneath its ruined bulk. The tunnel was dark and
noisome and there was a strong smell of animals underlined with the smell of
their dung. They explored the nearby chambers, not finding much apart from a
pile of human offal and in a side chamber a box containing several glass vials.
A mix of red and green liquids, what they did is currently a mystery. They then
encountered a lot of armed, armored apes who were oddly annoyed. Much bloodshed
and heroic combat happened but at last they managed to fight their way back out
but at a terrible cost, Handsome Hardon was nearly beaten to death and was
currently unconscious, the sound of his ribs grinding against each other as he
was dragged back into the moonlight and away from that grim tower.
Even though it may look like I
have mangled the spelling of some of the names I am in fact using the way they
would be spelt in beautiful Laksha. All praise Simatala God of the bloody white
jade altar.
Lying abandoned on the ash plains
Hardon experienced a fever dream. He was so close to entering his god's blood-flecked
maw but instead of falling into that black abyss he saw a humanoid figure
seemingly made of stone walk towards him holding a large copper bowl in his
hands. This bowl smoked and produced a hellish smell as amongst its hot coals
Hardon could make out burning entrails. He began begging for mercy, saying he
was too young to die and that he had things to do. And this is where the new
hero enters...Genn a mysterious stranger consumed with thoughts of bloody
revenge onto Ironthorn and his men. They had cast envious eyes onto Genn’s farm
and in one bloody night had claimed it in fire and blood. Leaving Genn half mad
and alone in the wastes seeking his vengeance. It seems that Frisco had
disappeared into the surrounding darkness but not before leaving Hardon by a
weak fire and it was the light from this as well as the painful murmurs from
Hardon that drew him to the pitiful camp. After quickly scanning the area to
make sure that it wasn't some elaborate trap, he being a man of honor in these
dishonest times he attempted to bring Hardon to consciousness, if only to find
out why he was alone out here in the middle of nowhere. He managed to wake
Hardon and after several attempts he got the gist of what the hell was going
on. He had seen the stone figure briefly as well before it had disappeared
somehow but decided to keep that to himself for now. Any further questions had
to wait as they were interrupted by the sounds of hooves and the angry shouting
of men. It seemed like Ironthorn and his men hadn't given up on their search
and had now arrived at the tower demanding answers and Aulric. They were not
met with offers of refreshments or hospitality and after sending two men into
the tunnels three apes yelled out their challenges.
Hardon and Genn lay hidden nearby
in a small fold in the ground and watched in fascinated horror as these two
groups began to rip into each other. The battle was hard fought with heads and
organs crushed and blood flying out everywhere, turning the dark ash beneath
the bellowing combatants into a thick sickly soup. The men managed to down one
of the apes but at the cost of most of their lives. Finally, only a few men
remained. One looked at the odds and wisely fled, whipping his horse madly in
his desperation to get away. Ironthorn though bravely stood his ground, his
horse no longer an option after it had been raked by an ape’s vicious claws. It
now lay thrashing madly on the ground and no good to Ironthorn. So, he yelled
out to his gods and with his sword in hand charged into the two remaining apes.
They welcomed his cries with bellows of their own and with a crash the last
battle was joined. Genn was tempted to send a stone into Ironthorn via his
sling but decided that that wasn't necessary and may reveal their position to
the apes and that looked like a bad idea as with horrendous cries they ripped
Ironthorn apart. The wastes returned to silence after the shocking noise of
battle. The apes began to rip the bodies apart occasionally biting chunks out
of choice parts as they went. They then picked up anything that looked valuable
including Ironthorns sword. The weak light causing the large ruby on its hilt
to gleam red. Clean-up finished they dragged their dead companion back down
into the noisome tunnels with only the occasional huff and snort to mark their
passing until they were consumed by the shadows. Genn and Hardon looked at each
other, shrugged and began to slowly make their way down to what was left of the
ten men hoping to find something of value if only that was Ironthorn's skull.
Specialisms in USR are essentially custom mechanics for the game completely player generated. This differs from a traditional skill system common in most tabletop roleplaying games (ttrpgs). Where a skill list is restrictive a specialism is permissive. A player creating their first (U)nbelievably (S)imple (R)oleplaying PC would be served well deciding how their character would most likely break the game rules to achieve results as any other factor in initial character concept. But this is easier said than done.
"Saving Combat Results As a tactical option the winner of a combat round can opt to save some or even all his combat result to increase the level of any injuries inflicted in a subsequent round. This simulates the maneuver called a feint where the advantage is gained but not exploited immediately. Feinting requires the attacker to have uninjured legs since quite a bit of rapid maneuvering is assumed. These saved result points are instantly forfeited when the character loses a round of combat. This makes the tactic a risky one; you dare not save them too long - keep your feint stringing along. Note that combat result points saved in this way only add to the injury type available and are never added to the Combat Attack roll. Non-Adventurers (most lowly NPCs and extras, in other words) are not able to carry over their combat results in this way."
This is straight out of the Zenobia rulebook. As a USR Sword & Sorcery Specialism it might look like this:
Feint +A. Save some or all combat result to increase the level of injurie in a subsequent round.
Notice there is no positive Die Roll Modifier (DRM) listed in the Specialisms' description, just the Attribute it is tied to. In this case, the character's Action Attribute. This indicates this Specialism modifies the basic rules in some way instead of the normal +2 to the Attribute roll itself. In the normal case of most Specialisms the application of a DRM to increase a degree of success makes most sense. The PC has Melee +2 Action then any melee attack will be 2 points of success greater than would normally be expected. But in the above case, the rules from Zenobia are allowing the player to change failure into success in future, later rounds. A sharp departure from how most players would approach Specialism design.
This does require more rules for governance of effects as unintended consequences manifest from these adjustments. But this labor is mostly solved by the games mechanical descriptions already provided. As always, the Crypt Keeper, the game's referee, has final say on the design of any Specialism. I think the effort is necessary to take advantage of all the freedom a rules-lite game system provides players.
For example,
Feint +A. Save some or all combat result to increase the level of injurie in a subsequent round. Feinting requires the attacker to have uninjured legs. Saved result points are instantly lost when the character loses a round of combat.
It is this free roaming poaching Trollish Delver's USR game was designed for. Cobble useful mechanics and skills from other existing roleplaying books (which you no doubt have many) and adding them into the USR tool kit. This is the brilliance of USR, as a base for the rules of your game. It allows you to build new concepts out of your existing game library.
Book Three Worlds of Adventure includes a bestiary for Deluxe USR Sword & Sorcery. Fully-stat'ed animals and monsters the Crypt Keeper can use to quickly populate their Sword & Sorcery world.
Even though Unbelievably Simple Roleplaying is a simple roleplaying game, crafting and creating NPCs does require much supposition and guesswork on the part of the Crypt Keeper. Rules-lite roleplaying systems, if they have one thing in common, is the expectation the game master will do much of the world building and additional rules creation as fits the genre. This makes relevant supplements written for the obscure, niche games are doubly valuable.
But if you are not sitting down to write a book for other referees to use you can save yourself time with useful shorthand for the statistics and mechanics of the game. Here is the shorthand I devised for Deluxe USR Sword & Sorcery;