Organisers: Lateral Worlds
Date: 2nd March to 4th March 2001 (Fri-Sun)
Venue: Awhitu Environmental Camp
Cost: $45, including accomodation and food. ($40 if you help out)
Brief: The fourth Lateral Worlds event. ()

Game starts on Friday evening and finishes at midday Sunday. The venue is about one and a half hour's drive out of Auckland.

Scroll down for photos from the game.

Well, from the Bretonnians point of view, our journey to the village of Dithway was as colourful as a bretonnian cod-piece. Duke Kinkade looked resplendid as did our entire enterage. And even though we were arrogant, opinionated, Bretonnazi noble class bigots, we enjoyed interacting with the common folk immensely.

I must say that the state of the church in the Empire is far from our enlightened Bretonnian perspective on things. Our most loved Duke was defiant in their presence, like le lion rampant! And neither their words nor their evil torture methods nor their 100 armed men could sway his resolve. Luckily for us that such is the strength of all bretonnians, and we celebrated our defiance with fine Bretonnian Black Tower wine.

I was surprised when Lord Jihad said that he himself was a member of the black tower! I think it was a trick to learn some of bretonnias hidden secrets. Unfortunately for him, the black tower is where all the reject mages are sent -a haven for the campest, most embarrasing people in Bretonnia! The entire Bretonnian Enterage burst out into snooty nasal french laughter (Haw-haw-haw)! I still wonder to this day.... did Jihad ever discover why?... As our priest Caravier would have said "Tres Amuse-ment!"

Zut alors! Now I remember! Those cursed scroll pieces! I can't count how many hands they passed through! That damn lutin (yes, blame the elf!) had a spell on the duke and stole the scroll pieces.... twice! Elves are sneaky and cunning and evil and beautiful and I like them, and they are not at all to be trusted! And I never did get to see what the completed spell scroll did! It was something about global armageddon or something... Oh well, ce ne fais rien!

The goblins of the Empire make me sick! Singing and laughing! Even when we locked them in prison they were singing! And I hate that stupid 'honey puffs' song! Whats worse is they claimed to have had "humpy-pumpy" with the Lady of the Lake! Such disrespectament!

Ha! I remember one time when we had a pack of mordavians on the run! An ugly bunch they were! One was an orc, another was some sort of rat man and the others were no better than pack animals! Such strange people would have been immediately executed in Bretonnia. They must have been the cause of all of our troubles for sure! (P.S. sorry about framing you guys and all that! What can you expect from a bunch of arrogant, bigoted, Bretonnazi's?!)

Bretonnian Knight Xavier had a rather embarrasing and unpleasant encounter with some beastmen. While in Bretonnia he was sometimes known as the Black Sheep of the Knights Errant, we never knew why until that fateful day...

I was also disturbed at the non existance of the Constabulatory of Dithway. The Bretonnian Shield Wall (Insmani and Xavier) prevented the various scurrilous knaves from assaulting Bretonnian honour, not to mention defending the questionable innocence of the ladies present.

And for your information... Drinking from the grail? Mmmmm, c'est bon ca!

Off we tramped to god knows where, armed to the teeth looking fer a fight.What we got was slimed, wet, converted, insulted , arrested, and hunted.

Yet our armour was mainly untarnished, A fight it seems wasn't what the malevolent GM's had planned for us. A multitude of puzzles, riddles, and costumes to put ours to shame made for a great, if safe game. I think our group learnt a thing or two about running and writing a game (like never going a 5th level dwarf...) Two deadend poles up.

Well, I would have to say that this game was one of the better that I have been to for a while. There were goblin attacks, there were undead attacks, there were slime monster attacks, there was even an inquisition, which I fell foul of after making off with the inquisitor general's hat and legging it. I would have been alright but they returned later and I was wearing it. Much fun was had by all. The most laughs that I had were due to a certain elf who tried to get information out of a band of goblins by making them fall in love with her, she then was forced to search their trousers for what we sought, and many times those bloody goblins returned and harrased her. I would have to give it eight out of ten. Eight becuase we walked an awful long way and I wore out the sole of one of my boots.

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