Nowdays kids are making hundreds of thousands of dollars on a single Counterstrike/Dota/LoL/Starcraft match and there are talks of pro gaming coming to the olympics. When I was a kid we make £1 bets on Street Fighter II. I mean, I guess its for the best, he still crits for about 80 damage every other supportive father to be encouraging and supportive of one of your kids being a League of Legends Pro. I'm sad to report that the axe has stopped burning. It had been something I liked so much that I incorporate the flaming axe into everything I do with him outside the server. It would be a shame to have to walk from the spawn point to the last area you were at, considering some of them take 500 gold to get to since you have to take a boat.Īlso, my minotaur's Greataxe had a glitched Darkfire effect because a cleric who used to play there back int he day stopped playing. The EE toolset opens it up faster it seems, but as I said I dunno if NWNX:EE has a prepackaged version or will even run on Windows XP. The server currently has about or over 200 areas and takes an excruciatingly long time to try and open up in the 1.69 toolset, fun fact. In truth, he made the server as a way to prove that anyone could make a PW after the mods of one of the servers he used to play on went a little corrupt with power. I suppose that's why the server ended up attracting a hack and slash audience rather than the roleplaying one he had wanted (at least according to the book titled "READ THIS" with server "rules" in the first real area, though IIRC he didn't really care who came to play as long as they had fun). Nah, my dad didn't ever DM, and there weren't any others, considering that DM was a one time thing. I fondly remember the group needing Buddy to blast down enemies with spells only to turn into a bear without buffing and just get annihilated. If by "run groups" you mean "get a group of people and run headfirst into battle," then we did that every so often back in the day. It is a wonderful thing to have that sort of commonality with your children - the conversation options alone are practically endless! (Although I do feel kinda sorry for my wife from time to time - it's almost like she has five I don't remember how it was like back then other than the fact the wide eyed and stupid child that I was was having a blast. (My daughter might have a different can say from my experiences that having nerd kids is amazingly fun! All four of my kidlets are into games of all sorts (my son, the oldest, is actually training for a League of Legends professional career), and my two oldest have adventured on the same world that I play in. I could hear her pained wailing, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" at the other end of the house. Her character responded accordingly, and killed all of the cats/kittens. So all of the cats and kittens immediately went hostile and started attacking her.
But the kittens were so tiny, when she went to click on the ground to move away, she accidentally attacked/one-shot killed a kitten. She was rather surprised and pleased by it, as you can imagine, especially with her being an animal person. Then I felt bad for her party-mates, so I slipped each one of them a cheese sandwich into their inventory.Īnother time, my daughter was on while I was in my DM skin, so I ported to her area and filled it with cats and kittens, at least 50 of the buggers. As soon as she noticed the little kitty, she dropped everything, stopped fighting her baddies, and started to play with the kitten. So, me being me, I fired up the creature creator and spawned a kitten beside one of the fighters. They were knee-deep in baddies, slogging it out with cinder trolls, insane harpy assassins, and other assorted goons. Turns out, they were nearing the climax of their awesome dungeon crawling adventure, deep under an ancient desert tomb. Being the nosy type, I went invisible and ported to their location to see what was up.
One time I was on as an assistant DM in Aenea, and I saw there were six or seven players grouped up. (I don't know if I ever told you these stories, AD.
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