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elanya ([personal profile] elanya) wrote2014-03-18 11:29 am

Webercon Report ^-^

It's been a while... I've been really busy!

Last weekend was Webercon, a mini gaming con that is really a bunch of my extended local friends' group peeps gather for a long weekend of gaming. Not including card games (mostly Slash and We Didn't Playtest This At All) and many hilarious rounds of inebriated Telephone Pictionary, I played in four games, and ran the LARP on Sunday. Everything was awesome!

[personal profile] naryrising was visiting, and we'd timed it so that she could also come to Webercon this year, since she is playing with us in the Sunday night 4th Ed. D&D game over Skype, and it was going to be an awesome opportunity to play with folks in person. Because we know ourselves, we'd scheduled two game slots on Friday and Saturday - one from 12-5, and the other from 5-10. Sunday was the LARP, which was technically booked from 11-3, but I knew would be more dependent on when the players were all awake.

Most folks got in on Thursday, including ourselves - we got a ride down with [profile] malkontent and Cheryl on Thursday afternoon, and generally hung out and chilled on Thursday, staying up well past our bedtimes, as would become a theme of the weekend. Friday I had volunteered to make pulled pork for everyone, so I got up early to put it in the crockpot and chill with the various morning folks.

The first game was Demon, run by Adam, who owned it but had never run. We had four players - me and [personal profile] naryrising, Kate, and Josh, and it was quite fun. I got handed a creepy stalker cheerleader demon who had become obsessed with the girl she was protecting to the point that she'd refused to leave the job. We had to fight a demon cowbomination to close a flaw in the machinery of the world. I ate the cowbomination, which we worked out was about 5000 oz of steak. In the end, the guy who'd told us about it tried to betray us, and I ate him too, literally! This was after he tried to steal the soul of my charge - I did a thing that meant that instead *I* wound up with her soul, where it would be perfectly safe forever, right? >.> Anyway, good times were had :D Meanwhile there was a Hunger Games game going on, where the poor Tributes from the outer districts managed to get themselves blown up, saving the careers the trouble of hunting them down and killing them themselves. Too little teamwork, too much dynamite.

The 'gamer afternoon' timeslot was for a My Little Pony game based on 4th ed D&D. Zari had made miniatures that were super adorable (and by 'made' I mean some were still under construction) for us to use. I played Brightmane, the paladin pony. We chased some Galloping Ghosts through the Everfree Forest because they'd possessed Sticky Hooves (the thief) and flown off with her. We ran into (okay, I ran into, literally!) some Timber Wolves (wolves made of timber, clearly), but Brambles, our Druid, was able to talk to them and get us pointed in the right direction. We found a spooooky castle in the woods, where a Unicorn was playing a fiddle and ghosts were dancing with possessed ponies. Eventually we figured out that the instrument was a cursed Necroprantic item that forces whoever had it to play the Dance Macabre! While fighting ghosts, Brightmane knocked it away and it got smashed. Julliard, the Bard, was very upset - it was a Saddlevarius, you see :V I hadn't actually originally signed up to play, but Josh was willing to take extra players, as there wasn't anything else going on opposite and he had made 12 characters just in case! I did call dibs on Brightmane, though, as I'd played him in a previous oneshot.

Friday night was mostly epic rounds of telephone pictionary. The pulled pork came out between games, and was delicious and greatly enjoyed by all. We also had a few other folks come in later that night, including Keira, who brought 6 pies for Pi day! Three of them even had the pi symbol on them decoratively! There were apple, mixed berry, lemon meringue, coconut cream, cream pecan, and buttermilk, all of them delicious. I went to bed probably around 2 - this wouldn't have been a problem except that I am incapable of sleeping in at all - and was up early again on Saturday. Up to this point I'd been doing petty good at working on knitting while doing other things, but it kind of fell apart on Saturday! Not actually fell apart - I just stopped working on it as much. I was 2" short of my knitting goal at the end of the weekend, booo :( But the games were worth it!

First game on Saturday was a sequel to last Webercon's epic Star Wars Sith game, run by Josh (using a fun hybrid homebrew system that let us roll huge handfuls of coloured dice :D). My character form last time, originally a SIth apprentice names Jangal Clacken is now a straight up Sith Lord - Darth Usterius (root word is Austere, which took me forever to come up with but works really wekk for him). He is pretty much the worst Sith ever, which is to say he's really good at managing people and conservative with his forces instead of just throwing more and more troops at a problem until they are all dead :V I was told by the Sith Council to go take out my old Master, who lost a big battle and was sort of exiled in disgrace. This was fine until he raided a Sith research station instead of some Jedi ones - now it was "prove your loyalty o'clock!" So I rounded up my allies - a seer, an ex-Jedi, and our two ex-Jedi apprentices (Savan is Best Apprentice) - got in touch with another old friend who runs a criminal empire, and her Genosian enforcer, and went off to kick some ass. And we did! Well, we found out along the way that they had made some kind of bioweapon that could basically excise the force from people, which was a little terrifying @_@ They'd done it to the Genosian's long term Jedi Nemesis, and he was soul crushingly disappointed, but I let him put it out of its misery by himself at least. We managed to kill my old master (Darth Boss, Gungan Sith :V), and his new apprentice.... who was actually the old master of alll the ex-Jedi who were with me, some of whose family she had gotten killed, if I recall correctly. Anyway, they killed her good, only to learn that she had been possessed by a force ghost of Taun Sei, the Kaminoan that had betrayed us all at the end of the last game, oooOOOOoo... Stay tuned next year, I believe ^-^ I think this was the only game gong on at this time as well, but I had *definitely* signed up for it!

In the afternoon, [personal profile] naryrising ran her Diablotin 2.75 scenario. We were all hired by the Corriveau crime family to steal something from the church. Something turned out ecvebtually to be a magnifying glass that would let people spot various kinds of outsiders, including half demons/tieflings, Shadar Kai, and who knows what else >.> That said, we had a Cleric of Bear (Josh) who.... pretty much sold us out from the start! I was playing a Tiefling Cleric of Serpent, which was fun as well. Keira played our party face, and it was cool to have someone else super plotty to play with, even if we were thwarted from the inside. And there were some ends left loose... Possibly to be picked up in Actual Diablotin 3 ^-^ Like that group of Paladins who are going around who want to Kill All Outsiders, whether or not they are actually a threat. They murdered Nestor Dryden, who was my character's foster father :( And who, ironically, had the very ability the glass was created to reproduce, and had been working with the government in times past to do just that very thing. D'oh! Anyway, since Josh sold us out, neither the Corriveaux nor the Paladins got to steal the glass. Opposite this game, Shelby was runing a Harry Potter game that centered around some kind of who dunnit involving a teacher - I'm not sure the exact set up. I do know it turned out that two of the (male) characters had been banging in the Forbidden Forest, and they had messed with the teacher. 100 points each off of Hufflepuff and Slytherin... but +10 points each for technique :V

Saturday we had grilled burgers and such for lunch, and Adam and Kate made brisket and mac and cheese for dinner, + leftover pie and other assorted snacks. Some folks watched Black Sheep, some of us worked on various yarn crafts and hung out elsewhere, and eventually we played more telephone pictionary and then passed out.

Sunday was the last day of the con, and the LARP! I ran a modern-ish day C-Verse Changeling scenario set at a small House Ailil freehold. The baroness had been translating coded pages of a book on blood magic stolen from House Eiluned for her mentor, count Elliot Aern. She was supposed to destroy stuff before she passed it on, but that was no fun, so she was keeping a secret journal with all the rituals she had worked out. It was written in invisible ink that was legible under blacklight, because that shit is badass. For the curious, I made the ink out of diluted liquid laundry detergent, and the journal I used had cream-coloured acid free paper, so it showed up beautifully. Anyway, the freehold had been a Seelie freeehold up until the end of the Dreaming War, and its last Seelie Lady had put a geas on the place that whoever had it had to take carer of the commoners, uphold the escheat, and not to spill blood save in defense of the freehold. This did not combine very well with the baroness's research, and when she let/helped her mentor murder a human dreamer to harvest his blood for creepy dross, it made an evil nightmare ghost, oOOOoooo! The players were a combination of outsiders, people associated with the Baroness's court, and people associated with the last Ailil lord, including the grandson who'd been shortchanged "his" freehold by higher-ups in House Ailil. In the end, a bunch of people got blown up by trying to dismantle a goblin bomb, which also destroyed the jourtnal and pretty much all the people who wanted to steal it. The House Balor spy revealed herself and offered the use of her iron kife to destroy the blood dross, killing the ghost. And the Seelie pooka got the House Ailil lordling to swear to uphold the escheat... and he got his freehold. The goblin also survived, but possibly not for very long. The sentiment seemed to be that getting the goblin workshop off the freehold grounds could probably be counted as "in defence".... The troll, who was the only one who survived the explosion, after being the one to set it off, offered her sevice, and also to call in some other commoner friends. I think she felt that, given the new lord's oaths to the baelfire, it was going to be a better place than most to sit out the oncoming winter... In general, a good time was had by all, even though some people done got blowed up. All my players were great, and I give extra props to [personal profile] naryrising for LARPing a clever pooka who managed to be the most trustworthy person in the freehold, and Shelby for being a brilliant Unseelie boggan, though her life was cut sadly short by the bomb....

After that, we sadly packed up, and after a bit of time decompressing, hugs were exchanged, and people dispersed for another year ;_;

I still owe True Detective meta for the finale, but I didn't have time to do it last week, and now I think I'd like to re-watch it first.... soon!

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