Back in the Good Old Days

6 posts / 0 new
Last post
This would be in the 70's (aint I old) when a DM had players who would kill anything that moved. Not just goblins and orcs, but elves, dwarfs, hobbits (yes, it was that long ago), centaurs, and gnomes. No chatting, just swing the sword.

So he came up with a monster, the wereturkey. Wereturkeys had a AC OF 9, and basically jumped on your sword. All wereturkeys had one hit point. Wereturkeys had one form, that of a turkey.

There was a curse involved with wereturkeys, whoever killed a wereturkey became a wereturkey. Thus you had high level parties tip-toeing through turkey coops full of sleeping wereturkeys.

Then a mad wizard started going through the dungeon casting Polymorph Other on the wereturkeys, changing them into goblins and elves and other such creatures. To distinguish between a polymorphed wereturkey and the real thing you had to wait until it either said something, attacked, or went, "Gobble, gobble."

O, you could cast Dispel Magic on the subject, but that usually meant a wasted spell.

Funny thing is, even the bad guys were apt to talk, given the chance. So, how many of you use a subtle strategem to get conversations going?
One dagger is a plot point. A thousand daggers is inventory. Thank you for disrailing this thread.
I need to come up with strange and interesting ways to get my PCs to actually engage in some fighting.
Affectionate large cats might help. Affectionate cats of any species can do a lot of damage.
One dagger is a plot point. A thousand daggers is inventory. Thank you for disrailing this thread.
Reminds me of a game called THe NightLife. Everyone was afraid of the WereSheep--they didn't want to be infected by that. Were-Shark, WereJackal, WereJaguar, Vampyre, Wyght, Pengallen, or even Ubo were all fine.
Just not the WereSheep!
Reminds me of a game called THe NightLife. Everyone was afraid of the WereSheep--they didn't want to be infected by that. Were-Shark, WereJackal, WereJaguar, Vampyre, Wyght, Pengallen, or even Ubo were all fine.
Just not the WereSheep!



Beware the nocturnal wooley!
One dagger is a plot point. A thousand daggers is inventory. Thank you for disrailing this thread.
In the middle of the 80's, we had a game going. It was a great game, the kind of game that gets your gaming to a higher level. The game where gamers that were videogamers were game to stop gaming their games and get on with THE game.
We had fun times, with the were-gamers (people whom were gamers) challenging the evils of the world we created as gamers for gamers, you can see it as a gaming aid that helps us put the gaming in the word game.

That game put the gamers in a gamers nightmare of a game. Every gaming group games a game like this game sometime in their gaming history. The kind of game that, in hindsight, makes you say, Man, that game, What a game!

In that game, the gaming focus was on the gamers, ah yes and sometimes the were-gamers also. Trying to convert the were-gamers back into gamers took every bit of focus on the game. It was a great gaming experience!

A level 7 dwarf were-gamer once defeated an entire clan of gamers in three consecutive encounters. That was 2nd edition by the way. He only used a dagger and his great taco to defeat them. Then came 3rd edition, the gaming changed a bit from the previous games but games are games and those games were fun games as any game anyway. In 3rd edition, the dwarf became a half-orc bard. And the clan of gamers was resurrected from the Shadowfell by the previous high priest of the Sun Lord. (the current high priest is not available, being a were-gamer, he no longer participates in public affairs). We know this is good because of his staff.

After that game, the gamers were gaming with the were-gamers, the first time in gaming history of all gamers playing games. They were happy (not a were-happy, that is another creature from the 1st edition houserule) that the priest finally admitted that gaming was a habbit of his (not to be confused with hobbit, that is another story altogether).

All in all, fun times!