Tuesday, September 13, 2016

The Return of Strategy Games Club

Today kicked off the return of Strategy Games Club!

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34 students (grades 6-10) joined me in the school library from 3:00-4:30 for Catan, Citadels, Munchkin, RISK, and three whole tables of D&D.


While my oldest daughter started a group of 4 through "The Ruins of Snow Lion Castle," her homebrew megadungeon, an 8th, 9th, and 10th grader joined me in a plunge back into Dwimmermount for season 2 in the depths of that ancient fortress.

On a whim, I started my trio with a bit of a Dungeon Crawl Classics-style "funnel" ... each generating two characters.
 

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For equipment, I grabbed a pair of index cards, tore them into quarters, jotted an item on each piece, and tossed them into the middle of the table--whoever grabbed it first got it!  Entries included

  • a battered shield
  • a dirty blanket
  • a nail-studded club
  • a 6' length of chain
  • a rusty knife
  • 3 torches

Gnolls are nasty blighters.
Charged to watch and hold a critical intersection in the Paths of Mavors (to secure the clerics' line of retreat should the expedition need to rapidly fall back) the party was stalked, then pursued by a pack of tall, baying, canid humanoids!

Racing back to their clerical masters, the group was dismayed to find double doors heaved shut ... they were to be the cannon fodder to blunt the attack!  Wisely equipping their best fighter with both the club and the shield, they laid into the shaggy horrors, felling two of them and crippling a third (though one fighter was gashed through his cheek and lost an ear) before the beasts abruptly turned tail and fled back into the waiting dark.

Surprisingly the group didn't lose a single character!

Not a bad first outing for both the club and the campaign.