My Other Blog

 I have started another blog. I know, I can't seem to post regularly on this one so why would I take on more. The other blog is just for war gaming. My other past time. I play more war games than role playing games. And I want this blog to be for just RPGs. Go give it a look sometime.

 Enemy Of Dice

IT FIGURES

Mountain of Old Lead Behind Glass

 Some old miniatures I ran across at an antique store. It figures (ha pun) I would find a gold mine like this when I just don't have the cash to spare. I wouldn't normally care, however lately I've gone on a bit of the nostalgic kick for old lead. Since I discovered some old figs I had and decided to spruce them up by stripping them down and repainting them. There is really something to the old designs that I have come to like. The blocky oversize proportions and the cartoony style.  Maybe its nostalgia for those lost days of gaming way back . Around the blogosphere there has been the question of the OSR not supporting miniatures for play. If so then how do you explain all those miniatures released as role playing sets, even official D&D boxes. Back then not every game used figs. But I can remember some that did, and figure hunting was part of the fun. Nothing was better than the satisfaction of finding the perfect mini for your character. A wide selection of minis was hard to come by where I was and often some adaptation was needed. I recall once designing a character for a game based solely on the mini I had for him! Miniatures fell out of favor with my group and myself included as the cost and time to paint and difficulty in transporting them began to outweigh their usefulness. I don't use them anymore but and I have no plans to ever use them again but I still like them. Maybe now my collector side is coming though.  

Keep Smiling

I missed this post from my Great Grand Uncle's WW I diary, so I am posting it late.
Entry #2
I left for Finner Camp in the advance party. Finner is in Co. Donegal, an ideal camping site, as the soil is very sandy.Our first experiences of soldiering left nothing to be desired, as our daily training included a bath until the weather got too rough. We were in tents and experienced some very rough weather, as we were on the coast of a very wild part. Our training continued steadily and we had some very nice route marches to neighboring towns, including Ballyshnnon, Bundoran, and Beleek. We remained in tents until the December 3rd.