Fake New Year’s Eve

Every year my D&D group has a tradition of gathering together for New Year’s Eve and playing games all night long until we fall asleep when the sun comes up on the New Year.

As we got older it became a little inconvenient to hold this event on New Year’s Eve itself as many of us had other parties that we wanted to go to on the coveted night of December 31st.

So we changed when we held our party to whatever was most convenient for us! This year it was on December 27th to 28th. We were unfortunately forced to choose between one of our friends from San Diego and one from San Jose in who could attend as they had opposite schedules of availability. We ended up choosing the San Diego friend as we see him less often with an additional gathering at the San Jose friend’s house on January 3rd.

After greeting each other with hugs we started the night off with a game of Pirateer where we collect treasure and booty. We moved on to a game of Brittania that lasted… 6 hours. Quite long for a game that is supposed to last 2 hours. Brittania is a Risk-like game that simulates all the invasions of Britain from the Romans to the Normans. It’s a lot of fun, but sometimes it takes FOREVER.

After that we got some pasta for dinner (at 11:30PM) and played a few fast games of Tsuro. This was a new one for me. It’s kind of like the old video game Snake where you don’t want you guy to go off the edge. You have tiles that you lay down in front of your token as you move around a 6-6 map. The tiles decide where you go and also where any of the other players go once they touch that tile. You try to get your opponents to crash off the edge of the map while keeping room for you to continue playing tiles until the board is full.

Next up was a drinking version of Liar’s Dice. That’s the game they play in the second Pirates of the Caribbean movie where they bet on how many dice are underneath each person’s cup. In the movie they only play one round, but in our version we play several rounds. If you lose one round, you take a die out from your cup and roll with one less die. You lose the game if you lose all your dice. You can probably guess how we added in a drinking game aspect to Liar’s Dice. Whenever you lose a round, take a drink. When you lose all your dice, finish your drink.

We played Resistance which is a Mafia-like game. The game’s complexity isn’t in the roles like in Town of Salem, but more in how information is gathered. We had five people playing and with five people there are three Resistance members and two Spies. The Resistance wants to complete three out of five missions. I was one of the two Spies and our goal was to sabotage three out of five missions.

If a Spy goes on a mission they can choose to sabotage it or not. Everyone votes on proposed teams for each mission and the Resistance attempts to figure out who the Spies are by seeing which missions failed and who was on the missions that failed. Meanwhile, the Spies sow strife and discord amongst the Resistance by spreading misinformation and lies. I’m quite good at that so my Spy partner and I won.

At some point we played a little bit of Hearthstone and unlocked the Fireside Gathering card back. It’s awesome and I love it, even though I lost all three matches I played to get it.

We went to sleep around 4:30. I woke up at 8:30 and everyone else was up again around 10. We ate some hot breakfast and moved on to the last game of Fake New Year’s, Zombies.

Zombies attempts to simulate most zombie movies. The hordes are coming and you and your friends either have to eliminate the zombie threat or make it to a helicopter and get out of town. We play with a lot of house rules that usually result in everyone dying to the zombie hordes. This time only I died early on in the game. Four other people would have made it to the helicopter, but my Spy partner from before tripped someone to stall the zombies. The tripped person valiantly fought off the horde against his will and bought time for the other three to escape.

We ended the game extravaganza and headed back home. A great night of fun for everyone (except the San Jose friend who couldn’t make it)!

-Mister Ed

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Gurutama Timeline Revising Part 13

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The Dwarven curse of the Bwarlor created a subrace of Dwarves that were born to Bwarlor mothers and interbred with each other among Bwarlor society. But the evil actions the Dwarves took created another subrace. There was a group of Dwarves that regretted that action and a group of Dwarves that saw it as a necessary punishment for the beard rape of the Dwarven ambassadors sent to Bwolo Isle. The remorseful group of Dwarves grows to become the Metal Dwarves that remain in Hearthland. The vengeful group participated in greater numbers in the invacion of Najar. That group becomes even more corrupted and evil due to its proximity to Navillus and forms the Empire Dwarf subrace.

My personal image of the ideal Dwarf is a Metal Dwarf. One who feels great remorse for his ancestors’ actions and seeks to redeem them through his own just actions. Of course, good must come with bad so the Empire Dwarf subrace exists for the other side of the coin. When I was playing the Dawn of Worlds game I tried to get into the minds of the Dwarves where they always thought their actions were justified, no matter ho horrible. Now that I’m rewriting the timeline, I’m trying to see things from the viewpoints of the other races. The Dwarves don’t look so good from the outside…

Anyways, here’s the next part of the revised timeline.

394 NA: Nearly a century had passed since the Dwarven occupation and Najaran resistance continued just as strong as before. The old aristocracy, united by the will of Navillus, committed brutal, albeit subtle, sabotage. Shipments went missing. Rebels seemed too well armed and organized. Merchants manipulated the economy to thwart Dwarven leaders. Dwarves quickly learned not to go out at night, especially alone, as more and more were savagely attacked, their bodies hung flayed from Dwarvish establishments. The Najaran aristocrats claimed ignorance even as they infiltrated the Dwarven inner circles. Morale seeped away from the occupiers as they continuously rebuilt their missionary schools only to see them burned again.

And amongst the horrors of the occupation the Dwarven lords grew fat and decadent from their new found wealth. The pious behaviors encouraged by The Books were abandoned for the decadent pleasures of Najar and The Maw. They cared less and less for saving the souls of the Humans. Expanding their wealth and luxuries became the goal of the Dwarves in power. In the shadows, the Demon God’s cruelty seeped into the lifeblood of Dwarvenkind.

The Black Prince began to stir, silent during the Dwarven invasion he now whispering old eldritch words to his most devout followers. Soon he said to his people… Soon. But soon was a long time for the immortal Navillus.

412 NA: While the Merfolk were at war with the Dwarves and Elves in principle, many of the sea people continued their profitable trade with the invaders. Drolfo looked for zeal in his people and found it difficult to spot. A few Merfolk still sought battle with the Dwarves and Elves after the capture of Cynelle. The god of the sea raised those people to positions of leadership and ordered them to take Cyflenwi. The Merfolk sent all of their armies to Cyflenwi and handily took it. They claimed the city and its inhabitants for the Merfolk nation.

422 NA: Reesrevo demanded the icy reach of the Grez extend. The Grez armies sculpted and constructed massive glaciers all over the north.

-Mister Ed

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