Jun. 19th, 2009 02:00 pm
Are You Game?
Registration for this year's Gencon Australia has now gone live. I can now announce that I will be running my freeform, Crosses To Bear, starting 6.00 pm on Saturday, 19 September 2009.
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The Transylvanian Alps, 1209 AD...
"I don't care that the peasants said there was going to be a blizzard. They also said that in these mountains, wolves walk as do men and blood-drinking spirits ride the wind; I mean, really! This road will put us in Constantinople within the week, so long as we don't run into any Templars..."
"So I was wrong about the blizzard. But I'm sure that's just the wind howling. Look, a light! A castle! May God be praised for his mercy!"
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Crosses To Bear is a freeform game for 30 upstanding crusaders, noble ladies, gallant troubadors, wily merchants, shady hangers-on, Templars and of course, their Hosts. Costume is essential, characters may be pre-booked by contacting the designer and quoting your Gencon registration number.
If any of this sounds familiar, it is indeed a reworking of the game I ran at Macquariecon '92. It is dedicated to the memory of my late conspirator, Emma Turkington.
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The Transylvanian Alps, 1209 AD...
"I don't care that the peasants said there was going to be a blizzard. They also said that in these mountains, wolves walk as do men and blood-drinking spirits ride the wind; I mean, really! This road will put us in Constantinople within the week, so long as we don't run into any Templars..."
"So I was wrong about the blizzard. But I'm sure that's just the wind howling. Look, a light! A castle! May God be praised for his mercy!"
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Crosses To Bear is a freeform game for 30 upstanding crusaders, noble ladies, gallant troubadors, wily merchants, shady hangers-on, Templars and of course, their Hosts. Costume is essential, characters may be pre-booked by contacting the designer and quoting your Gencon registration number.
If any of this sounds familiar, it is indeed a reworking of the game I ran at Macquariecon '92. It is dedicated to the memory of my late conspirator, Emma Turkington.