So, we finally ran up against plain old orcs in my AD&D game the other night. I've wanted orcs for awhile now -- they crunch really nicely, aren't that hard to hit, and won't wipe out the party.
Uh, except that none of us were rolling at all well, to hit wise.
This got annoying.
Then frustrating.
And finally, it was just plain funny.
We did finally take out the orcs and move on with the rest of the game, but for a while there we thought we were going to have another TPK. One guy rolled
five separate 1's, but he was playing his character and the other fighter in the group whose player couldn't be there so it's not like one character had that bad of luck.
We didn't lose any player characters, either. Nobody even got seriously wounded.
But we did have an awful lot of fun. We laugh quite a bit in this game. Obscure puns abounded, as they usually do. For example:
DM: "You hear a rustling sound."
Me: "What, like Bill Cosby's kid brother?" (Bill's brother's name is Russell.)
DM: "I knew somebody would get that!"
Nobody else on the planet might find that funny, but I laughed. I guess you had to be there.
Now, look, there are things about this game that bother me. But there are a tableful of good people hanging around, and we have a hell of a good time. And that so far outweighs my petty quibbles that they're not even worth mentioning.
So I won't.
I'm in a damn good game, the occasional failure notwithstanding, and I'm happy about that.
And happy Saint Patrick's Day to you all!
