True Story: I ran a dungeon crawl using Dread once wherein I managed to get the party to try to swim across a giant, underground, flooded hall. Halfway through things got tense when they realized there were gators swimming in the hall with them.
When they realized the gators were armed with spears, they lost their shit and fled.
Where did it all go wrong, Casey? I can’t pinpoint it, but it was already too late when they remade 3:10 to Yuma and took a movie that was mostly two men talking about morality in a hotel room and put in a Gatling gun.
This is my gaming circle minus my ACKS players. I am such an asshole. Since they're in the big city now, the players really wanted to know if there were any magic weapons for sale. ACKS ain't 3e or 4e though. There is exactly one magic weapon for sale. I rolled randomly to see what it was and... ...it's a cursed -2 sword. So I told the players there's a weapons dealer/fence who's looking to get rid of a magic sword he's gotten ahold of...cheap. Only 6,000gp when usually a +1 item would be 10,000gp. So far they are not suspicious. They're going to be so pissed at me. I can barely contain my excitement.
Lizardmen. For when the party gets to thinking they're just a little too clever with infravision. :p
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite Trampier drawings ever.
ReplyDeleteLizardmen and gnolls are my favorite things. And owlbears.
ReplyDeleteThough I admit I call them Lizardfolk. I also call Devils Baatezu and Demons Tanar'ri.
Who the hell gets sick of orcs? >:(
ReplyDeleteDaniel Swensen my PC's are heading to the Tomb of the Lizard King. So they're about to get a vampire lizard king to the face.
ReplyDeleteBret Gillan Lair to lair salespeople. :(
ReplyDeleteLair-to-lair trap salesbeings are the worst. Always dumping acid or poison darts on your floor of 5'x5' stone tile...
ReplyDeleteOnce you've had them fried, grilled, sautéed, dried, poached and fricasseed, they can become a bore, Bret Gillan
ReplyDeleteTrue Story: I ran a dungeon crawl using Dread once wherein I managed to get the party to try to swim across a giant, underground, flooded hall. Halfway through things got tense when they realized there were gators swimming in the hall with them.
ReplyDeleteWhen they realized the gators were armed with spears, they lost their shit and fled.
Also: http://bryantpauljohnson.com/2013/10/03/oh-the-beating-drum/