View From the Bushes

Last night was another role-playing night. It was a campaign run by a wealthy friend of mine for all of his employees. They were playing "When Dire Kobolds Attack!" (which I wrote) so I was along to observe and be an "Assistant DM." One of the great things about DireKobold is that since the adventures are dynamically generated every time, I can always go back and make little game balance tweaks should it become apparent that something like that is necessary. I haven't ever gone back and tweaked an adventure (though I have gone back and corrected errors), but it's nice to know that I could. This is one advantage an electronic publisher has over a print publisher.

I just kind of tossed the whole wealthy adjective out there without really backing it up. A couple of months ago he bought an H2 with cash. Everytime he gets together to game he tosses down $100 and buys dinner for everyone, but perhaps most importantly from the perspective of a role-player, he has a set of the Dwarven Forge stuff that rivals the Dungeon Delve set-up at GenCon. What does he do you ask? Well he has a dot-com just like me, only instead of going into the huge D20 publishing market he decided to go after that tiny segment of people who like to make money.

Am I jealous? Yeah a little bit. Am I bitter? Probably. Have I tried unsuccessfully on numerous occasions to lure him into a dark alley, beat him into a coma and take all his stuff? More times then I can count. But it goes both ways: he's jealous of my spectacularly large head, so we're even.

Carpe Diem Quam Minimum Credula Postero,
Ross