Reign, Edinburgh, Knitting

Well, as a previous comment suggested, I done ran a thing!

My first GMing session was a success, all 3 of my players and myself had a great time (although I spent half an hour prior to the game flapping about wildly in a panic. I only had a few slip-ups, and they were mainly from not being used to One-Roll-Engine mook battles.

The erudite High Scholar Noa (played excitedly and with a heavy dose of eccentricity by Jakob), the burly combat wombat Hruska (played loudly by Brad), and the dashing mage Dayne (played by Johnny, who bagsied the spellcasting character in a flash) were sent by Archpriest Valen to the Northern Forest in the Ironbone region (Heluso's head basically) to investigate some disappearances in a village called Mygreve, which may have been to do with demons coming from deep in the forest of Heluso's beard.

They investigated the village thoroughly, taking me in a totally unexpected direction (though I really should have seen it coming, since I know from my own experience that PCs are nosey bastards). However, I managed to give them lots of extra improvised plot that has slotted in surprisingly nicely with the bit I had planned. They are now deep in the forest, and have just taken out a crowd of demon mooks. 

The session took us up to late o'clock, so we shall continue on wednesday. I had planned a 2-part scenario, but it's looking like that was ambitious. It's more like a 4-parter, I estimate. Still, nobody is complaining. All 3 of my players are experienced as both GMs and players, and they all loved the game and the characters. They said it wasn't just good for a first game, it was solidly good in it's own right. Go me!!!

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I have been a busy girl this weekend. Himself and I spent a 'romantic' weekend in Edinburgh, mainly for the Torture Garden Summer Ball on saturday night. We had a great time, with Himself feeding me gin and tonic, good music, some dungeon play, and a bizarre half-hour spent sitting on a couch having my feet caressed by a man in a white lycra gimp suit. My enjoyment of this foot worship is leading me closer to a new conclusion about which category of kinkster I fall into, one that I have been tentatively creeping toward as I learn more about myself.

I made the mistake of wearing brand new high heels, which although looking great, made it excruciatingly painful to walk more than a few yards in them. It's amusing that our most cruel pieces of torture equipment are my new shoes!

We did 'normal folks' stuff too, meeting friends & their kids for lunch on sunday, and seeing part of the museum (only the bottom floor, the place is massive, an all-day job in hindsight). Also tried a lovely Japanese restaurant near Greyfriars Cemetery, called Tang's (I think). Anyone in that area should totally go get their teriyaki tofu!

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I am also collapsing under the weight of my self-inflicted knitting projects. Lots of people saw and loved my knitted kitty, so I now have 5 of the wretched buggers to do asap.