Guild Hall

Years ago I had a blog, that no one read, called “Its Just An Owlbear”(an inspiration for my current name, Owlbear Games), named after an infamous incident in my own little gaming circle involving an owlbear and complete party destruction. With that blog long defunct, I thought I might retell the story of the world’s stupidest adventuring party and how they ultimately disbanded.   The adventurers set out once again on an epic quest, to rid the local town of a mysterious monster hiding somewhere in the western mountain range. This was not their first time questing together, as this...

So as long as the character is not overpowered, be a good sport and say yes to your players. Even if one of them insists on something as utterly dumb as a goblin martial artist.

Reading about the idea of gifting player characters with a powerful item, with a specific purpose by a god or pantheon of gods is an interesting concept to a player who spent most of his adventuring days in the dark, misty setting of Ravenloft.

The Wookie stood on the edge of the road, discussing his next destination with the crew of the transport. The crew seemed unwilling to haggle on the price of transportation, even with a large and angry Wookie. As the haggling grew more heated, a speeder bike pulled up. A familiar looking Rodian sneered as he lifted up his blast pistol. "You made me look like a fool", he shouted before firing a round into the Wookie's chest from point blank range. Amazingly, the Wookie was unscathed from the blast, and took his own blaster out of its holster and fired...

It had been a rough day for the group. The quartet of former white collar employees had watched from the rooftops as their city was consumed by chaos. Bloody faced, violent zombie-like people were roaming the streets, attacking and feasting on their fellow humans. At first the shock had kept them on the 15th floor of the now deserted office building, searching for answers via the internet. However, as time went on, inertia crept in. The companions argued incessantly about their next move. Scouting missions, just to go to the ground floor and back required hours of planning. A whole...