Engineering Ardor
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Tuesday, September 16th, 2008

I thought I would add a few more pics from the birthday party.  Please let me know if you like them.  :-)

The Mysterious Sorceress

The Mysterious Prophetess

The prophetess would look into the future for the group and provide them with one or more prophecies.  Most were linked directly to clues in the game, though some were just downright distractions.  Who can tell when a prophecy is good or bad.  The knight in the forest, Raurik the Demented, could only be killed by cutting off his arms and legs, even though the kids kept trying to hit his head and/or body.  ONe of the prophecies said “some knights would give an arm and a leg for a noble death.”  Unfortunately, no one drew that clue from the Chest at the Prophetess side.  She also had one of the three main items in the overall quest, a huge amethyst, which she happened to be wearing on her finger…though the groups didn’t catch on at first.

Raurik the Demented

Raurik the Demented

Raurik blocked the path leading farther into the forest towards the Ogre and the Dragon.  He was a stalwart opponent to any that came upon him.  Immune to most spells, he certainly occupied a lot of the group’s time as they tried to figure out how to beat him.

The Healer

The Healer

If the kids thought the healer was going to be a kind old man who would heal their boo-boos, they were sadly mistaken.  Ours was grumpy, crotchety, and difficult.  We laid out a bed and a whole table full of saws and hammers and implements of cutting.  Once they talked around his bad mood however, they might learn that they could regain a life by paying a Florin, or gain something more valuable by helping the healer with his lame leg.

The Innkeeper

The Innkeeper

One of the Innkeeper’s jobs was to talk very slowly and deliberately and keep the group engaged.  Ours did a marvelous job.  At one point one groups’ eyes were literally glazing over.  The innkeeper had gargoyles on his inn that he would sell, was seeking the return of his missing bottles of wine, happened to have eye of newt on stack and wanted to get some fairy cinammon sticks and cardamon seed to mull it with.  He would also pay Florins for any group that entertained his patrons.  One group of teens performed “I’m a Little Teapot,” with all the hand gestures, for which they earned multiple Florins.  Okay, I guess no one at our house was quite “normal” that day.

More tomorrow if there is still interest.