I am now the proud owner of a tent. Sure it was about fifty bucks from Wal-Mart but it does the job. Friday night raddidge and I will break its cherry out in the wilds of Hartsel. Hopefully it won't be very windy. Even more hopefully the stakes will hold should there be fierce winds like our last adventure out west.






One of the better parts about the plastic sleeve was the fact that two of my sensory inputs were heightened to the point that I put bats and eagles to shame but everything else was so deadened to be vestigial. Everything including raddidge tasted like cardboard. Heck, she pissed on me but since it wasn't my body and no investment in something off-the-rack I continued to pleasure her.
I was headed upstairs in an elevator at the Berkeley Carteret. The same place where I attended ShoreCon so many years ago in another life. My destination was that same suite which ended up being the operations room for the Vampire LARP. It was much larger than I remembered it and completely empty. When I turned around I saw that there was a card table set up, a handful of gamers and Tim was standing taking the role of storyteller. Everyone had to make characters and I ended up making a caitiff vampire who had potence, fortitude, celerity and auspex. His name was Bruno. Once everyone was fleshed out and created according to the basic rules, Tim had us roll five dice. If we rolled below 15, we got that many extra freebie points. Anything above 15 was divided in half and were used as the number of extra freebie points for character creation.
So I wondered if I should have folks roll the number of dice corresponding to their vampire's generation. Maybe tell them to roll five dice according to dream-Tim's rules.
What's your opinion? We'd like to know.