Part 2 of the Saurian Scholar

Here is the next Encounter for my character, Drastica Trembletoes, a Saurian Rep 5 Caster, exploring land in search of the fabled City of Dreaming Books. Now normally, an Explore Encounters is immediately followed by a Raid. However, I decided to run another Explore instead, this time in a town. In addition, I made it a two-part Encounter; one part during the day and the other at night.

For the Day part, I tweaked the Who Are They table. Anything not an Elf, Orc, or Dwarf would resolve as Men. However, on Doubles, I'd play normally. Also, the board is one of several that you can buy at Twohourwargames.com.

Here we go.

Drastica entered the town around noontime and started down the street. Around her, people went on with their day, and while some noticed her, others did their best to ignore to lizard-like sorcerer.

First PEF resolves as a Rep 4 Shooter with the Slow Attribute. Friend or Foe Test resolves as Foe. Out of curiosity, I took the Meeting them again test and got a 1. Since she hadn't met a Shooter yet, I improvised.

"You! Lizard Breath!"

Drastica paused to see a man pointing a crossbow at her. Freezing in place, she glanced around. "Do I know you?"

"I was sent by Sir Ender," said the man. "It seems you dishonored him in the forest."

"Dishonored?" Drastica tried to remember. "If you mean the knight I met, I meant no disrespect. In fact, he insulted me but I simply walked away."

"Exactly!" The man waved his hands around dramatically. "By not cowering in fear, you dishonored the great Sir Ender and his courage, and he sent me to exact revenge."

This puzzled the sorcerer. "Well if he's so courageous, why did he send you instead of confronting me himself?"

The man opened his mouth but then paused. Lowering his weapon, he rubbed his chin and stared into space. Then with a grumble, he raised it back up. "That's it! I'll teach you to confuse me with logical arguments!"

I rolled a tie on the Action table, but since Drastica had the Advantage, she went first.

The man pointed his crossbow at Drastica's head, but she quickly raised her hands.

Hit with a Damage Spell, resulting in OOF.

Firing a magical bolt spell, she caught him square in the chest. He flew back and fell to the ground out cold. 

The next PEF resolved as a Rep 3 Soldier with the Slippery Attribute. FoF resolves as Friend.

Guards dragged him away and one approached Drastica. 

"Am I under arrest?" she asked.

"No," he answered. "The law in town is that anything goes if you're defending yourself in a fight, as long as you don't harm anyone else."

She nodded. "Fair enough." Then she had a thought. "I'm trying to reach Zamonia. Have you heard of it?"

But he shook his head. "Sorry, and I know this country well."

"Well if you know this country well," Drastica replied, "perhaps I could hire you as a guide."

After some thought, he nodded. "This guard job is only part-time anyway, and I'd love the adventure."

Since the Soldier was friendly, I ran an Interaction and Drastica succeeded. I then ran a second and managed to recruit him.

The next PEF resolved as a Caster and 3 Soldiers. These also resolved as friends.

Some time later, the two met a man in robed, followed by three armed troops.

"A fellow spell-caster," Drastica said. "I greet you."

He responded with a simple nod.

"I'm in search of Zamonia," she said.

In response, he simply nodded and continued on his way, while his guards simply shrugged.

I scored a tie on the Interaction table; no fight but no friendliness either.

Here's where things got interesting.

As the sun started to set, Drastica and Thom Slipblade (I forgot he had a name) heard screams. Rushing down the street, the two saw a couple of trolls tossing people around (Trolls again, huh?).

Seeing her, one of them pointed. "It's her! the one who hurt my sister!"

"You mean my sister!" roared the other. 

"But she can't be both our sister cause then- Oh let's just go smash her!"

The PEF resolved as 2 Trolls, Rep 5 and 4. Drastica won on the Action table.

Before anyone else could react, Drastica launched fire arrows at the trolls. The first took an arrow in the face and fell dead, the other caught one in the chest and doubled over.

Thom clapped. "I can't wait for my chance!"

This ended the Day part of the Encounter. Now onto Night.

After catching a meal, the two continued to wander through the town.

The first PEF resolved as 2 Orc Shooters. FoF resulted in Friends so I decided they were traders.

Seeing a campfire, the two approached and found two orcs in a discussion. 

"Greetings," Drastica said. "How are you this evening?"

"We're off the clock," said one. "Talk to us in the morning. We run the smithing shop around the corner."

Interaction ended as a tie.

The next PEF resolved as a Rep 4 Shooter and a Rep 4 Thief. FoF resulted in Foe.

Seeing movement in the shadows, the two approached and saw a man attempting to pick the lock to one of the shops. 

"Excuse me," said Drastica, her hands up defensively, "but I believe that's illegal."

"Great," said another voice. "Someone can't mind her own business." Another man emergedm pointing a bow at her head.

The opponents had the Advantage but Drastica won on the Action table.

Before they could react, Drastica threw sparkling lights at their faces.

The other man pulled out a dagger, but Thom charged him. The two exchanged blows until the thief slit Thom across his stomach. 

As the two thugs turned their attention to Drastica, she blasted them both with magical bolt spells, dropping them both to the ground.

I started combat with Drastica casting a Dazzle spell so Thom could get some action. Unfortunately, the soldier choked in his first fight and went OOF. At least he recovered afterward.

And the last PEF ended up being a doozy!

Hearing screams again, Drastica sighed. "Oh please, no more trolls." 

Be careful what you wish for.

Racing to the source, they saw four vampires, munching down on people. Seeing the two, they stalked forward.

Two of the vampires lunged at Thom, nearly tearing him apart. Drastica set the other two on fire before blasting the two and saving Thom.

All four went OD and Thom went OOF but recovered afterward.

"Thanks," he said. "Maybe i'm not cut out for this. I think I'll go back to guard duty for a little longer."

"I'm sorry," Drastica responded. "Best of luck to you."

With that, she continued on her journey.

Drastica improved to Rep 6, but Thom dropped to Rep 2. For his safety, I cut him loose.

Maybe Drastica will have better luck with an ally in the future.

I found Nemo! or rather He found me!

This is not one of my games, but a new game from Two Hour Wargames that I recently received.  I remember reading the novel Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea and watching the films (I think there was more than one; it's been a while.).  However, my fondest memory was the ride at Walt Disney World. 

However, in the past decade or so, that and a number of my other favorites have disappeared, to be replaced by, at least in my view, lesser attractions.  For that reason, I saw playing this game as my revenge against Disney.  Now I understand the idea of out with the old and in with the new; I just choose not to accept it.  As such, a number of characters on my Star's side are named after rides, attractions, and shops at Disney that I loved and now miss. 

Let the voyage begin . . .

I awoken on a cot inside a vessel of some kind.  My clothes were missing, replaced with standard attire for a navel crew.  This was strange.  

Stumbling out of the room, I found myself in a large room with various devices smoking, rotating, and humming.

"So, you're back from the dead," said a voice to my right.  

Turning, I saw an older gentleman leaning against a post with his arms crossed.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"You're aboard the Nautilus," he answered, standing straight and spreading his arms.

"The Nautilus?"  I knew that name.  "You're Captain Nemo!  I thought you were dead."

"Not quite yet," he responded.  "And you are?"

"Jakob Kare," I answered.  "I was aboard the Minne, a passenger ship out of Oslo."

Nemo nodded.  "We found you adrift in a longboat.  It seems your vessel was attacked."

"It was," I said.  "A British ship mistook us for an enemy ship and attacked before we could identify ourselves."

"Unfortunately," he continued, "you were the only survivor.  Did you have any family aboard?"

I nodded, tightening my fists.  "My dog, Merlin.  He and I were rushing for the longboat when he vanished in a ball of fire right before my eyes."  I raised my eyes to his.  "Hey, you're on a mission of revenge against them, aren't you?  If so, I'm in!"

"Actually," Nemo said, "I'm retiring soon."

"But you can't retire!"  I glared at the legendary captain.  "Those cods haven't learned their lesson yet!"

A smirk appeared as he watched me.  "Which is why I'm looking for a captain to replace me.  Now I like your fire, but I don't know if you have what it takes."

"Follow me."

He led me through the corridor and to a room.  Opening the door we entered his personal cabin.  He took a seat behind his desk and pointed to a map.  "I'm want to see, Jakob Kare, if you have what is required to command this ship.  So I'm going to sending you on a series of missions, directing you from here.  Complete these missions to my satisfaction, and this ship will be yours to do with as you please.  Do you accept?"

I didn't even hesitate.  "When do we start?"

"First, I sending you to Kasur to collect food for the crew."

"Food?" I asked.  "I can more prove myself by sinking a ship or two."

He smiled as one would to a student who failed a test.  "Your crew cannot fight on empty stomachs.  Gather food, and then we'll talk next."


Jakob Kare (Star):  Rep 5:  Crack Shot (rolled at random), Quick Reflexes (chosen), SAR.
Mr. Toad (Grunt):  Rep 4:  Agile (Random), SAR.
Mr. Mars (Grunt):  Rep 4: Logical (Random), SAR.


A few hours later, I made landfall in search of food.  I brought with me two of Nemo's crew; a short but seemingly agile man named Mr. Toad, and a tall, thin, introspective man named Mr. Merlin.

While searching, Toad noticed three individuals approaching us.

After studying them, Mars pointed.  "They're Berber Militia."

We tried talking with them, but they ignored us.  Some time later, we had gather enough food and returned to the Nautilus.

"Well done," Nemo said to me.  "Although that was an easy mission.  While we're here, explore the rest of the island.  It might become a useful base."

I set off again with Toad and Mars as we traveled inland from the coast.

It didn't take long for us to run into trouble as three drake lizards charged us.  Toad shot two of them while Mars killed the last.  My shots missed completely, and I grew concerned.  Fortunately, my crew expressed respect for my courage and continued to follow me.

Some time later, we ran into more Berbers.  Apparently they were following us to see if we were a threat.  Upon learning that we weren't, they greeted us and vanished into a brush.

An hour later, we found three more Berbers who were gathering food.  They showed us the best places to extract food, and we thanked them and moved on.

Returning to the Nautilus, I reported back to Captain Nemo.

"The island is inhabited by a group called the Berbers.  They didn't give us any trouble and possibly we can form an alliance with them if we are to use the island as a base."

"Well done," he said.  "But again, an easy challenge.  Perhaps next-"

"Captain to the bridge.  British vessel in the vicinity."

We heard the call Mars and Nemo looked to me.  "You wanted to face a British ship.  Here's your chance.  But if you fail and damage my vessel, I'll bury you in Atlantis . . . alive!"

"Yes sir."

I rushed to the bridge and faced Mars.  "Captain Nemo gave me the bridge.  Report."

"One vessel," he answered.  "It looks like a cargo transport."

I saw it through the periscope.  It looked like it was shipping guns and supplies to one of their many forts.  

Smiling, I turned to my helm officer.  "Charge that ship."

Bringing the Nautilus just below the water's surface, we lunged ahead.  Suddenly, the ship turned at the last second and we flew right past it.  

"Are they fleeing?" I asked.

"Negative," came the answer.  "They're arming cannons."

"Dive, bring us just out of the line of sight and circle them."

Once they lost sight of us we charged again.

Direct hit!  We blew through the ship like paper, and I grinned widely as I watched the hull, along with its cargo, sunk below the waves.

"For you, Merlin."


Afterwards, I rolled Increasing d6 (Since the first two encounters were pretty short, I waited until the Navel Battle before rolling).

Jakob improved to Rep 6.

Toad improved to Rep 5.

Mars did not improve.

The adventure will continue next time.

Adventures with Captain Nemo is available now from Two Hour Wargames.

The Saurian Scholar Part II

I finally got to continue my game of Edd's Pub.  Last time, they met a Saurian caster named Drastica Trembletoes.  Drastic, unlike others of her race, preferred books and learning over bloodshed and sought a way to the escape.

"I have heard of a land called Zamonia where I may be more-welcome than here," Drastica said.  "I grow tried of being hunted just because I don't wish to eat my enemies and for wanting to continue my career in writing."

"Well," Skandor said, "Edd's Pub possesses many doors leading to countless lands.  Perhaps one will lead you there."

"And we'll help you get there," Mara added.

Leaping to his feet, Aerus drew his bow.  "What are we waiting for?  Let's go?"

As they walked, Skandor turned to Drastica.  "So have you written anything?"

"I've gotten one book published," Drastica answered.  "It's titled; Alchemy for Fools."

Skandor nodded.  "I remember that book.  'White's all right, green is serene.  Drink the red; bye bye, you're dead."

Drastica chuckled then turned to Skandor.  "I have a question.  Were you not a dwarf only hours ago?"

"Yes," Skandor answered, "but in the night, I was cursed to resemble a human by an unknown being."

"I see," Drastica replied.  "Though it sounds like something a writer would do if he forgot you are a dwarf."

Unfortunately, before the group could go far, they ran into a group of Saurians bent on revenge for the loss of the buddies in the previous battle.

Winning on the Action table, the Saurians struck first.

Mara was double-teamed and stabbed, falling to the ground before her shocked teammates.  Luckily, they fought on without pause or fear.

Enraged by the loss of their ally, Aerus and Drastica defeated four of the Saurians, while the final one fled.

They group then returned to their mortally-injured friend.

"We'll never forget you," Aerus said.  "You'll be in hearts, Lady Sweetness."

Even while choking up blood, Mara rolled her eyes.  "That's Mara, you stupid sack of-"

Too bad those were her final words.

A few hours later, the group reached the edge of The Woods when they encountered a woman hunting wolves.

"I am Aerus, leader of this brave band."

The woman bowed.  "Noble sir, I am known as Lyra."

Skandor turned to Drastica.  "Noble?"

"We are preparing to cross the forest," Aerus said.  "Care to join us?"

"Thank you," Lyra answered.  "Safety would definitely exist in numbers."

"I wonder about that though," Skandor pondered.  "It seems like every time we add members to our group, the number of opponents we face increases."

"That's just your imagination," said Aerus.

The group then started to enter the forest, ready for anything.

Well, almost anything.  Two trolls emerged from the forest.

"Hey, you want to join us in playing Troll Ball?" one of them asked.

"All right!  Sports!"  Aerus jumped up and down.

Drastica stepped back.  "If you plan to use our heads for the balls, we'll opt out."

Hearing the answer, the second troll slapped the first.  "Why'd you even give them a choice?"

The first one shrugged, then grinned.  "Oh I just like my victims to believe they have one."

"Think again."  Raising her hands, Drastica launched a series of magical bolts.  The bolts struck the trolls, and the creatures crashed to the ground with a loud Thud.  Turning to her allies, she spoke.  "I apologize if I acted impulsively.  I have read in the past about Orc and Troll Ball games and knew the outcome would not end in our favor."

"No arguments here," Skandor replied, surveying the smoking carcasses.

Some time later, the group ran into a ghoul, digging in a makeshift graveyard.

"Hey pale face," Aerus said, stepping forward.

"Pale face?"  The ghoul stopped and looked up.  "How dare you?"

Aerus gestured to the graves.  "I may be a womanizing, self-centered, impulsive . . . what was I saying . . . oh yeah, but I believe the dead should be left in peace."

"They at peace," said the ghoul, jabbing at the dirt with its shovel.  "Now Mozy just want pieces for dinner."

Drawing his bow, Aerus shook his head.  "I think not, rotting one.  We shall respect the departed."  With that, he lifted his bow to the sky and began singing a hymn to the departed.

(Intimidation check - Passed)

"No more!  No more!"  Covering what was left of his ears, the ghoul spun around and vanished in the brush.

Drastica nodded.  "Well that was clever."

"What was clever?" Aerus asked.

Before she could answer, a series of shrieks surrounded them and several cloaked women dropped from the trees.

"Witches!" cried Lyra.

Aerus grinned.  "Hello ladies."

However, the witches seemed unwilling to play nice and began hurling spells at the group.

Aerus shot one with his bow while Lyra lunged forward and buried her mace into another's skull.  Drastica hurled more magic bolts and dropped the third, and the fourth took off, vanishing into smoke.

"So when am I going to see some action?" Skandor asked.

"Hey, you healed us," Aerus answered.

"You aid us in your own way," Drastica said, "and for that we are grateful."

Skandor grunted.  At least the curse lifted and I look normal again.

Lyra pointed.  "I think we're reaching the edge of the forest."

"Thank you for your help,"  Drastica said to the group.  "I wish I could continue with you but I used my last coin.  I will find the path to Zamonia on my own."

"We'll miss you," Aerus said.  "Stay safe."


(After the adventure, Aerus improved to Rep 6, Skandor improved to Rep 4, and Drastica improved to Rep 5.  Perhaps this is not the last our heroes have seen of the mysterious scholar!

The Saurian Scholar - AAR for Edd's Pub

Edd's Pub is a fun little game from Two Hour Wargames' creator Ed Teixeira that allows you to travel through many of THW's other fantasy worlds.  I decided to run a little game whilte also using my Job rules that I adapted to Edd's Pub.  As with other THW titles that use the Battle Board, you're free to use whatever miniatures and board you wish.  In my case, i'm using Mage Knight minis (along with a few plastic figures) and Pathfinder boards.

But first, our hero:

Meet Aerus Aecius, an Elf Rep 5 Missile (and whose name means, 'Pointy Ears'), ready for his first adventure.

First let's get a few interactions under our belt:

Greeting a fellow elf, we shot the breeze for a minutes before he headed off for the bar.  No gain or loss in that conversation.

Next I ran into a Dwarf Healer named Skandor Widechin.  After a brief exchange of pleasantries, I asked if he wanted to join me in my adventures.

Apparently, this wasn't what he had in mind.

"Well then, new friend Skandor, let us head ourselves off in search of fortune, fame, and . . . is that a gambling table?"

Aerus rushed to the table and dropped some coins while his diminutive friend looked on.

Yeah!  Jackpot!

Several coins richer, Aerus left the less-than-pleased crowd and strutted over to Skandor.

"So are we ready for adventure yet?"  Skandor asked.

"I would say so my friend . . . just after I have a chat with that lovely lady in the corner."

"Hey there, sweet legs," Aerus said, with a twinkle in his eye, "looking for the companionship of a real man?"

"As a matter of fact, I am," she answered.  "Have you seen any?"

As Skandor chuckled under his breath, our dejected here dragged himself away and headed to the bar for a drink.

Downing his honey mead (Don't judge!  He's a cheap drunk!), Aerus struck up a conversation with the bartender.

"Hey there, V-neck, know any exciting rumors?"

"Well," she answered, "I've heard of an obnoxious elf stumbling around a pub awaiting a kicked backside."

"Too boring.  What else you got?"

She thought for a moment.  "Have you heard of the Dwarven mine that's overtaken by giant spiders?"

Our ever-so brave hero shuddered.  "Pass."

The bartender considered for a moment.  "I've also heard of a Saurian scholar being held against her will in the Saurian Frontier."

Nodding, Aerus turned to Skandor.  "Her, huh?  That sounds like a quest for us."

With that, the two headed for the door.

"Thanks for the coins, Edd!"

With their coins pocketed, the two made their way out the door and off to their adventure.

The door opened into a forest, filled with trees, hedges, and flowers of every color imaginable.

 After wandering for some time (We were NOT lost!  We passed that same tree for a purpose . . . that is . . . top secret.), our heroes encountered a human woman.

"You're lost, aren't you," she said.

"No we know exactly where we're going," Aerus answered, pointing.  "That way."

She smirked.  "Funny since I watched you pass 'that way' three times.  I'm Mara Steelfist, and I'll help you find your way for the right price."

After a short discussion, the three agreed on a price, and Mara joined our heroes in search of adventure and danger.

They didn't have to search long for the latter.

"Hey, you!"

The three turned to see four men approach them.

"Uh oh," Skandor said.

Aerus looked to him.  "What is it?"

Skandor's hand fell to his wargammer.  "Those are the guys you won money off of."

"You're just paranoid."

"We're here to get back the money you won from us," the group's leader said.  "We know you cheated, so hand it all over."

Aerus pulled his bow out.  "Come get it."

The group's leader, a mage, clapped his hands, and suddenly, Aerus felt dizzy.  Dropping his bow, he backed into a tree to steady himself.

"Some great hero you are."  Rolling her eyes, Mara pulled out her sword and lunged at the nearest thug, cutting him down before he could blink.

Another thug pounced at Skandor, but he blocked the attack.

The final thug charged at Aerus, but he finally regained enough composure to dodge the attack and stab the man in the face with an arrow.

"On second thought," the mage said, "maybe you won fairly.  Our mistake."  With that, he and the remaining thug took off into the trees.

"Well that was easy," Aerus said, finally able to see again.  Picking up his bow, he led his group as they continued on.

"Let's practice a little more caution," Skandor said.  "I only have so much needle and thread on me."

"Don't worry," our here answered.  "I'm sure we've seen the worst."

Yeah, about that . . . 

Before they could take more than a few steps, our heroes were approached by a trio of Beastman.

Aerus looked to the wolfen leader.  "Why the long face?"

The leader glared at him.  "That's the best you can do, Pointy?  Come on, fellas, these guys are pathetic."  With that, the trio walked away laughing, but at least our heroes finally located the forest's exit and entered the Saurian Frontier.

After walking some time, they managed to sneak past any threats.

"So how do you think we'll tell this scholar apart from the rest?"  Aerus asked.

"Oh," Mara answered, "I'd say lucky guess."

Aerus then noticed where they were looking and saw a blue reptile in a light blue robe.

"Greetings," she said.  "I am Drastica Trembletoes.  My fellow Saurians despise my scholarly studies and tried to prevent me from exploring the world.  Would you be so kind as to allow me to follow you away from this place?"

Just then, they heard a roar as several not-so-pleasant Saurians approached, licking their teeth.

"I hope you have a thick book for hitting them," Aerus said.

"Did I mention," Drastica responded, "that some of the books I have read are spell books?"

The enemy lizards roared and charged into battle.

Aerus shot one dead while Drastica waved her claws and fired magical bolts, dropping one.  The third and forth charged Mara and Skandor and the two held their ground until Drastica dropped the third one.

Seeing himself alone, the last one turned and bolted away.

With our quest complete and the maiden 'rescued,' it was time to see how our heroes fared, experience-wise.  Would any of them improve their reps?

"Whoo hoo, Rep 6!"

"Nope."

"Rep 5, heck yeah!"

"Damn."

The next question is, what's lies in store for our heroes next?