W3, The field of jars

Weird Wilderness Wednesday

The field of Jars: 
You come across a large grassy plain surrounded by forest, filled with variously sized clay jars, each spaced about 10 feet from any other. You can see that some are broken, but most are intact, if partly buried. They are all of wildly different size, from small fist sized pots, to massive 12 feet high jars. The clay jars have all sorts of marking upon them, some religious, some arcane, and some just depicting scenes of everyday life. Hitting one softly with tip of your foot, you can hear a soft sloshing sound inside. Would you dare open them?

A new tradition

A new tradition

So I'm considering the first tradition of this blog. Since I need to find a way to keep myself writing because, you know, it's always easier to not do something then to do something. I got to thinking, what could I write down on a blog that I pretty much come up with anyway? What defines moi towards all the other bloggers? Well, i'm pretty darn weird sometime, so that's what I'll do. Every Wednesday, I'll post something wild and weird. Something that you can just plop down in a random hex-crawl map. Something , hopefully, evocative enough to make you want to use it, but vague enough that you can do pretty much anything you want with. The first such post will be up tomorrow, under the name... *enter drumroll* Weird Wilderness Wednesday!!

Wish me luck!

A blog, a blog, a blog and covered in hair!

So what is this blog thing anyway?

So I started a blog. Not sure why, guess I just wanted to talk about games, so here we go! I was introduced to gaming in a strange way really. Back in my teens, in like early 2000 or so, I got into LARPing. Yes, I did indeed dress up as an orc and ran around my local woods wearing only a loincloth. It was fun, and then my friends and I discovered DnD 3. Well, that thing was a revelation. We were sort of obsessed with it for a good long while in high school, started playing over lunch hour and tried all sort of quite frankly ridiculous things, which in retrospect where rather funny. Well, skip ahead a few years and we jumped in joy when 3.5 came out. Then we finished high school, some when to college, some university and we played less and less. 4ed came around, but we were poor, so none of us bought the books. But I was always very much interested indeed.

I read forums; it rotted my brain. Funny thing about forums, absolutely anyone can post anything, and there is very little moderation towards content quality. Anyway, I kept on gaming very sparsely, with long bouts of maybe years between games. Then, about 2 years ago, I found a stable group; gaming every week (Yay!) really got me back in the groove of thing. I discovered the OSR and quite frankly, it just felt right. Like this is how it was always supposed to be and I just saw it. Call it enlightenment. I bought the re-print of ADnD 1e, and started planning games again. And I read more and more and more, until I sort of achieved a critical mass. I just had to start writing stuff. The stuff I make up, my ideas and comments and the way I see and do thing. So now I write, and we’ll see how it goes.

As to what I’m doing right now, I’m DMing a GURPS 4^th game about SCP agents (www.scp-wiki.net,if you don’t happen to know. The greatest site I have found in 2012 to be sure) trying to find dangerous stuff, and am playing in a quite awesome steampunk pirate.

Welcome to the bearded fool then!

Oh, wondering about the name? I’m bearded and quite foolish at times. I love simplicity.