What a weekend! IGX Summer Daze went so very well. I can’t overstate how great it was to see so many friends, both old and new, in such a relaxed, open, and fun atmosphere. We chatted, we ate, we celebrated birthdays, we ate, and we gamed! Thursday night I played For the Queen as the … Read more
Kat and I ran a house-con this weekend for folks we know through running the Indie Games eXplosions at DEXCON and Dreamation. The location was a bed-and-breakfast in an amazing renovated church owned by a gamer friend of ours, in a small steel town in central Pennsylvania. It was a great get together of not-quite … Read more
So, I recall an article that came across my feed in the spring with a title of “It Just Might Be a Wonderful Summer,” about how the widely-available vaccine and the lower transmission rates of outdoor activities would help Summer 2021 feel almost like Summer 2019. Well, my gaming life is a bit of living … Read more
Another February, another Dreamation! I did some great gaming this weekend. On Thursday, Richard and I hacked Swords Without Master into a two-player game of improvisational sword and sorcery adventure. We were opposed by the nefarious Guild of Provisioners to steal a Horn of Plenty, and pursued by an immense, surreal maw rising from beneath. … Read more
Is this what game conventions are like in Blade Runner? Metatopia was better than a floating sushi bar. I playtested Grognards & Gorgons, a GUMSHOE game of Napoleonic investigators facing down monsters from Greek mythology. It’s does some interesting things with troops, where we are commanding a few dozen soldiers, distributing them like resources, but … Read more
Allies, Wayfarings of Sabit, flash fiction, serial fiction, sword and sorcery
The walls of the House of Bouden had withstood the trials of years. Wind. Rain. Fire. Riot. All had left their marks upon the blocks of granite that guarded the house. None had toppled the walls. Yet, the house was in a more precarious position than it had been in many generations. Owing to the … Read more
The magistrate peered at Sabit and Rayshabu from beneath his bushy, dark eyebrows. The two fugitive women pulled their hoods closer, shying from his inquiring glare. “Magistrate!” came the voice of one of the quarrelling men—a merchant from the look of him. “All thanks to the divine King that you have finally arrived! This man … Read more
In the marketplace, Sabit and Rayshabu traded the shelter of their wagon for the concealment of hooded robes. As Verdandi haggled with a wine merchant over the delivery of their smuggled goods, Rayshabu shook the last mists of dream from her mind. “We are here! You have done it! I am nearly home,” the young … Read more
Squeezed between amphorae of wine and buried under piles of straw, Sabit made her way back into the city of Bahteel. Crammed next to Rayshabu, the spear woman crouched in the center of a ring of wine amphorae, covered with burlap and straw. Her spear would be useless in such a tight space, but she … Read more