Wednesday 14 July 2004

  • You know how us Phoenicians are when we think we might have some rain to go out and enjoy.  This'll be the first monsoon of the season to hit inside town.  I'll have to pack my gear for water resistance tomorrow morning.  Anyway, where was I?


    On Sunday the gang came over for Bailey's Paladium campaign.  Bill's longbowman was converted over to second edition, healed up by the hermit, and rejoined the party.  We then bluffed our way past the kobold families to search for the dwarven forge.  On the way we discovered a magical being which fled from us as we tried to approach and flowed us as we left it behind.  We eventually figured that the kobolds were keeping it at bay with a bondfire somehow. 


    Further exploration found a magical iron staff, the big boss's room and its electrically trapped chest, and finally the magic sword and a couple of magical anvils.  However, we then found ourselves confronted by the big boss!  He threatened to harm us, but we beat him so bad that he fled and took all of the other kobold squatters with him.  We then further explored only to find a summoning chamber, doorless jail cells, and a magic longsword.  We then decided to try to discover more of the direction where the moving presence was, despite the fact that the summoning room and magical forge were adjacent to each other.  This implied that the forge was used to craft the heckspawned-bound magic swords used in the great dwarf/elf war.  Sure enough, the second our torch was put out the entity came and started attacking Val's hp and isp. 


    Luckily, Maedros carries a candle with him in his gear, and we were able to flee to safety.  Eventually, Maedros summoned a water elemental to destroy the summoning room and the forge before we fled with the "salvaged" kobold crafted weapons. 


    After the game, Mom attended mass with me while her husband was teaching a tribal court class up north for the weekend.  Father Milt challenged us to be the good Samaritan, despite the difficulties within our hearts. 


    It's getting late, so I'll recap the rest of the week Thursday night.  Tomorrow I have another Diagon Alley Live Action meeting after work. Have a great week, everyone!


    Ninety-six years later and we have come closer to some than others, but we have come closer:
    "It is conceivable that we are going more and more to keep our hands off things:  not to drive horses;  not to pick flowers.  We may eventually be bound not to disturb a man's mind even by argument;  not to disturb the sleep of birds even by coughing.  The ultimate apotheosis would appear to be that of a man sitting quite still, not daring to stir for fear of disturbing a fly, nor to eat for fear of incommoding a microbe.  To so crude a consumation as that we might perhaps unconsciously drift." ~G.K.Chesterton, Orthodoxy