Playing Like A Fiend

Love me some sexy art.

Every time I picture you readers of this blog I can't help but imagine a bunch of old grumpy grognards. I mean that with no offense, I see nothing bad in being either old, grumpy or grognards. And also, I've collected evidences during the years that prove things are not exactly this way. But I need to make a point, and the point in question is: when you play pre-Type II you usually do it with your peers, or at least with some younger fellows. For me, things have gone pretty different in the last few years. All of my peers have started with Type III, and the same had to happen to me if it wasn't for my older cousin, who introduced me to the game at the dawn of second edition. Thus, when I play pre-Type II I have to play it with the grumpy old grognards. Which isn't that bad, honestly, but I really miss the way the game goes when you're among people of about your age, and best of all: friends. Yes, because the other drawback in playing pre-Type II in the age of Type IV and Pathfinder (and at the borders of civilization, that is how living in Italy goes) is that the internet is usually the only source for gathering players. Which is fine, really - I've met a lot of cool people this way, including my weekly group. But it's still nothing like sitting down with your buddies to share a beer and rock some dice. I bet you know what I'm talking about.

Since I far more prefer to help-myself than complaining about my bad luck, last year I decided to try to involve a bunch of non-geek friends in a Dungeons & Dragons game using 2e rules. It went out pretty good, and by the time of our third session the group have grown from three to seven players. At that point I decided to switch to B/X and start a Keep On The Borderlands mini-campaign. So far we played other three sessions, with no regular scheduling, during which the group has grown to nine players, explored the Kobold and the Goblin caves, and dealt with the mad hermit (they ended up torturing, crucifying and burning alive, but that's another story). Also, they started asking me to play more, which, honestly, moves me till tears. So next Sunday we have a new expedition to the Caves of Chaos scheduled, and I really look foreword to it. Also, last session we welcomed a girl in the party, and I really hope she's playing again this week. She's a physicist, but also nice and definitely not socially-retarded, so yes she still counts as girl anyway. No offense intended to science-girls, like, honestly, I tend to find them pretty hot. Except when they wear mustache bushier then mine. But I digress.

The point is I'm playing like a fiend these days, and it feels just GREAT. One of the guys at the table is a professional photographer, so I really hope to convince him to take some pics of our next game. Fuck, I can't wait till Sunday.