So yeah my desktop crashed, and all the files scribbles, memos texts downloads pics I've harvested since I found you all her in the OSR is gone. All the story threads, rewritten adventures campaign material for current and never to be played games vaporised. And I don't give a shit. Unlike every other aspect of my life where the data, the material needed is stored and handled electronically RPG's I make or purchase I have to make manifest in some printed or bound copy.
I may not have all the material I've accumulated on my hardrive because if it didn't seem relevant at the time why print it out? If a game situation makes sense for said slumbering material I'd just print out the pdf out on my printer lick-edy split. So yeah, it isn't all there.
But I have three ring binders bulging out my bookshelves of the game material I would love to run or am currently running. Once again this OSR DIY push, this open free range field of awesomeness which you all throw around for pennies, if not for free, lets me just try and run a good game after work without sweating the small stuff.
I did have to buy a new printer a couple of months ago. The laser jet from my previous business finally gave up the ghost after numerous print odd page range flip print even page range all nighters. Not ashamed to say alot of that toner burn was spent on old D&D modules but I wanted to make sure I wasn't missing the point. The point being that my hasty scribblings backed by awesome content/blog/osr posters will give me more game material on a daily basis than I can shake a dead, mummified finger at.
And the best stuff has been hand skinned and drying in my book racks. Hats off to you all gents.
Contact Information:
jay@vanishingtowerpress.com
Saturday, July 18
Saturday, July 11
BRP Low Fantasy Campaign Idea cont.
Continuing the class descriptions from last post;
1.4.1.5 Gladiator; you have lived your life in a cage only to be released so as wagers can be placed on whether you will live or die in a blood soaked arena.
Common Skill Bonuses: Perform +25%
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Melee Combat +25%
1.4.1.6 Merchant; dangerous is the Bolfian Silk Road, but the riches to be had make dealing with the mysterious desert peoples draws the determined and the foolish to attempt it.
Common Skill Bonuses: Bargain +25%
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Choose either Navigate, Appraise, or Technical Skill(various) at a +25%
1.4.1.7 Thug; a hired hand, the muscle to protect life and property. Or steal it.
Common Skills: Hide +25%
Advanced Skills: Climb +25%
1.4.1.7 Ranger; a poor, mud pounding bastard who has to sleep outside.
Common Skills: Sense +25%
Advanced Skills: Track +25%
1.5 Skills
1.5.1 Choosing Skills
1.5.1.1 You are allowed to chose three additional skills at the base rating.
1.5.1.2 You may now spend skill points to increase any of the character's starting skills in the following manner; one skill receives a +75% bonus, one skill receives a +50% bonus, and one skill receives a +25% bonus.
1.4.1.5 Gladiator; you have lived your life in a cage only to be released so as wagers can be placed on whether you will live or die in a blood soaked arena.
Common Skill Bonuses: Perform +25%
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Melee Combat +25%
1.4.1.6 Merchant; dangerous is the Bolfian Silk Road, but the riches to be had make dealing with the mysterious desert peoples draws the determined and the foolish to attempt it.
Common Skill Bonuses: Bargain +25%
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Choose either Navigate, Appraise, or Technical Skill(various) at a +25%
1.4.1.7 Thug; a hired hand, the muscle to protect life and property. Or steal it.
Common Skills: Hide +25%
Advanced Skills: Climb +25%
1.4.1.7 Ranger; a poor, mud pounding bastard who has to sleep outside.
Common Skills: Sense +25%
Advanced Skills: Track +25%
1.5 Skills
1.5.1 Choosing Skills
1.5.1.1 You are allowed to chose three additional skills at the base rating.
1.5.1.2 You may now spend skill points to increase any of the character's starting skills in the following manner; one skill receives a +75% bonus, one skill receives a +50% bonus, and one skill receives a +25% bonus.
Saturday, July 4
Brainstorming a BRP Fantasy Campaign
Here is what I've sketched out so far;
Low Fantasy Adventures
in the world of Rom'Myr;
1. Character
Creation:
Only human characters may be chosen for race. The available
human racial identities are Rom’Myr, and the Fir'Bax.
Rom’Myr humans are citizens of the Blue
Borderlands, the farthest province east in the realm of The Trackless Empire. Sandwiched between the Cold Heath and the Groaning Mountains the Rom'Myr of the Blue Borderlands trade for Bolfian Silk from the non-human desert nomads known as the Strangled. The land of Fir'Bax lies just north of the Blue Borderlands. Uncouth barbarians who
scratch a living from the small arable land surrounding the high peaks of the Yani'Hor, the Groaning Mountains. They are extremely xenophobic and war incessintly with the Strangled. This small barbarian kingdom also resent the encroaching Rom'Myrians into their wilderness domain.
1.1 Characteristics
The primary building blocks of your PC are the seven
characteristics from Chaosium’s Basic Role Playing system. Roll 3d6 dice to
determine the values of your character’s Characteristics; these being Strenght
(STR), Constitution (CON), Size (SIZ), Intelligence (INT), Power (POW),
Dexterity (DEX), and Charisma (CHA).
1.2 Attributes
These are based on your Characteristics. They are four in
number; Damage Modifier (DM), Hit Points (HP), Major Wound Level (MWL), and
Movement Rate (Move).
1.3 Common Skills
This is a list of skills that every PC would have a base
knowledge in. They are modified by the PC’s Characteristics if applicable. Some
of your Common Skills will be increased by the bonuses given by your chosen
Character Class.
1.4 Character Class
Here you are able to shape your PC more to your liking.
Choosing a character’s Class will give your PC some Advanced Skills, increase
some of your Common Skills, and determine how much money the character has to
spend on equipment before play begins.
1.4.1 Class available for selection are as follows; Acrobat,
Assassin, Barbarian, Druid, Gladiator, Merchant, Thug, and Ranger. Class
choice provides the following relevant characteristic and skill advantages;
1.4.1.1 Acrobat; an entertainer in a bleak land devoid of
joy. Your physical contortions provide a more subtle interest to the paying
Lords then just flaying you alive would deliver.
Common Skill Bonuses: Athletics +25%, Unarmed Combat +25%.
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Choose either Teaching or Oratory and add +25%.
1.4.1.2 Assassin; those of wealth got there by eliminating their enemies. These enemies are mostly eliminated by paying for murder from secret sects which practice this nefarious trade. You are one who was trained by one these mysterious battle cults.
Common Skill Bonuses: Stealth +25%.
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Choose either Disguise, Ranged Combat, or Tracking and add +25%.
1.4.1.3 Barbarian; you find your home in the limitless wastes and wilderness of at the edge of a decaying civilization.
Common Skill Bonuses: Ride +25%.
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Survival +25%.
1.4.1.4 Druid; you claim understanding of the spirits and gods which walk unseen amongst man.
Common Skill Bonuses: Insight +25%.
Advanced Skill Bonuses: Chose one of the following; Beliefs +25%, Lore +25%, or Seduction +25%.
Sample pantheon of Gods;
etc, more to come...
§ Valett, the Goddess of the Night, having the form of
three-eyed warrior-maiden.
§ Hesrace, the God of Caverns and the Night, having the form
of calm boy holding a hammer.
§ Baldecigail, the Goddess of and Mother of Lies, seen in
dreams as hunting bear.
§ The Exalted God, having the form of fierce camel.
§ Fae, the Goddess of Travel and Woodlands, who visits in
visions as abrasive woman holding a scroll.
§ Pelixa, the Goddess of Darkness and the Sextal Goddess, seen
in dreams as a crone holding a knife.
§ Feliah, the Goddess of , most often depicted as howling hag.
§ Fryssa, the Unspeakable Goddess, visible to mortals only as
abrasive crocodile.
§ Daliica, the Goddess of Wealth, who appears as attractive
pregnant woman with the scaly skin of a crocodile.
§ Angiara, Princess of Spiders, having the form of a
warrior-maiden holding an obelisk.
§ Reytan, the God of Fate and Patron of justiciars, seen in
dreams as crow with horns like an auroch.
§ Suselda, the Goddess of Sin and Queen of Magic, most often
depicted as fat cat with the head of a snake.
etc, more to come...
So yeah, I think fleshing out some of these traditional AD&D classes into a simple BRP scheme on top of a flinty fantasy world built from a limited world palate will give me all I need for a wildly fantastic game world. Obvious adventures available within the starting small sandbox would be Deep Cavern Observatory and the free module Sky-Stone-River-Place found over at http://falsemachine.blogspot.com/
After that gut some of the desert and mountain modules from D&D, reskin them with pulpy sensibilities, and pillage all the new content being presented on G+ sources. You should have players turning grey before their time!
Thursday, June 25
I love the OSR
If it wasn't for the Old School Renaissance I don't know if I would have ever found my way back to the most creative exercise I've ever had the privilege to participate in.
Somewhere between eleven and twenty seven I had always been made to feel that playing a table top rpg was something to be ashamed of. But I kept the important books on my book shelves, in the trunk of my car, in my back pocket hitchhiking. Lined paper in rain soaked bus stops scribbled full of fantastic world, villains, connections.
And pissed off because this medium I loved so much had garbage directions for how to play the game. I didn't know this at the time. I felt there must be something wrong with me. If so many people are into this game, fuck it was a cultural phenomenon as big as skateboarding, and I can't get it... What am I doing wrong?
So I gave it up. In 1998 on Lower Hurrican Gulch at an off the grid cabin where I live in the
Elk Mountain range I torched the whole collection. I was getting "real".
I've made many foolish mistakes in my life, and I'm not done yet, but that was by far the worst. I would have limped through life three times less the person I am if I did not resent this act. Not that my creative endeavors lapsed because I remove rpg's from my daily scribbling, reading life, just that they kept swirling around undirected.
Fast forward to Gary Gygax's death and I'm googling D&D and I stumble upon an essay about some guy traveling across country and showing up at Gary's house and playing. I haven't been able to trace this article down again, but yeah, the author of the essay was saying it was amazing to just drive up to Gary'ss house and there were people hanging out and you could just start playing D&D at the picnic table with the guy who created this game. I am so stupid. Instead of laying carpet in Daytona Beach I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of surfing and doing drugs in Tijuana I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of climbing fourteeners and big mountain skiing down into potential avalanche chutes I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of .... Yada yada yada.
Long story short, the OSR has given back what I thought I lost, and I love you all for it, roll d10 tell me what you get;
1- You are a weepy tart aren't you.
2- My half orc father would suck the juice out of your finger bones,
3- I'm surprised they gave you clothes milk sop.
4- Clean the latrine and we won't kill you, yet.
5- Got any coin?
6- There is room for sycophants such as yourself.
7- I believe your private parts may fetch a fair price on the open market.
8- Rumor is...
9- A breath of fresh air in a cloistered belfry, give this man a fresh towel.
10- Have you tried the sorbet?
Somewhere between eleven and twenty seven I had always been made to feel that playing a table top rpg was something to be ashamed of. But I kept the important books on my book shelves, in the trunk of my car, in my back pocket hitchhiking. Lined paper in rain soaked bus stops scribbled full of fantastic world, villains, connections.
And pissed off because this medium I loved so much had garbage directions for how to play the game. I didn't know this at the time. I felt there must be something wrong with me. If so many people are into this game, fuck it was a cultural phenomenon as big as skateboarding, and I can't get it... What am I doing wrong?
So I gave it up. In 1998 on Lower Hurrican Gulch at an off the grid cabin where I live in the
Elk Mountain range I torched the whole collection. I was getting "real".
I've made many foolish mistakes in my life, and I'm not done yet, but that was by far the worst. I would have limped through life three times less the person I am if I did not resent this act. Not that my creative endeavors lapsed because I remove rpg's from my daily scribbling, reading life, just that they kept swirling around undirected.
Fast forward to Gary Gygax's death and I'm googling D&D and I stumble upon an essay about some guy traveling across country and showing up at Gary's house and playing. I haven't been able to trace this article down again, but yeah, the author of the essay was saying it was amazing to just drive up to Gary'ss house and there were people hanging out and you could just start playing D&D at the picnic table with the guy who created this game. I am so stupid. Instead of laying carpet in Daytona Beach I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of surfing and doing drugs in Tijuana I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of climbing fourteeners and big mountain skiing down into potential avalanche chutes I could have gamed at Gary Gygax's picnic table. Instead of .... Yada yada yada.
Long story short, the OSR has given back what I thought I lost, and I love you all for it, roll d10 tell me what you get;
1- You are a weepy tart aren't you.
2- My half orc father would suck the juice out of your finger bones,
3- I'm surprised they gave you clothes milk sop.
4- Clean the latrine and we won't kill you, yet.
5- Got any coin?
6- There is room for sycophants such as yourself.
7- I believe your private parts may fetch a fair price on the open market.
8- Rumor is...
9- A breath of fresh air in a cloistered belfry, give this man a fresh towel.
10- Have you tried the sorbet?
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