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<blockquote data-quote="DragonShadow" data-source="post: 3415375" data-attributes="member: 16918">When I was really young, probably around 7 or 8, our family spent alot of time at my grandmother's house. My uncles were geeks before I was, so the precedent is already in the family. It was around that time that one of my uncles taught me and my cousins to play Magic: the Gathering (first in a line of CCG's). At around the same time, I'd been bugging them to teach us to play D&amp;D, because their old 1st edition books were still there and collecting dust in the closet. Always it was a string of excuses like &quot;you're too young&quot; or &quot;there's not enough time&quot; or &quot;maybe the next time you're here,&quot; or whatever else. Finally one week I just asked them to borrow the books, and happily for me, they agreed. 'course they didn't let me take them all in one shot, but over the next few months I borrowed every single one of them at least twice and read them (more or less) cover to cover.I'll admit that my understanding of the game was rudimentary, and I didn't get much in the way of an actual game. It was mostly just me and them talking about various crap. A few years later (I'd been occasionally borrowing the books all along the way <img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png"&nbsp; class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious&nbsp; &nbsp; :]" data-shortname=":]" />) I finally convinced my mother to buy me a set of dice (which I still own and play with) and some short time after that I saved up my money and bought the 2E Fighter Manual which has unfortunately been lost to the forces of time and two moving trucks. After that, my next leap into gaming was via internet and college friends. ;] A story filled with tragedy, heartache, and a happy ending.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="DragonShadow, post: 3415375, member: 16918"] When I was really young, probably around 7 or 8, our family spent alot of time at my grandmother's house. My uncles were geeks before I was, so the precedent is already in the family. It was around that time that one of my uncles taught me and my cousins to play Magic: the Gathering (first in a line of CCG's). At around the same time, I'd been bugging them to teach us to play D&D, because their old 1st edition books were still there and collecting dust in the closet. Always it was a string of excuses like "you're too young" or "there's not enough time" or "maybe the next time you're here," or whatever else. Finally one week I just asked them to borrow the books, and happily for me, they agreed. 'course they didn't let me take them all in one shot, but over the next few months I borrowed every single one of them at least twice and read them (more or less) cover to cover. I'll admit that my understanding of the game was rudimentary, and I didn't get much in the way of an actual game. It was mostly just me and them talking about various crap. A few years later (I'd been occasionally borrowing the books all along the way :]) I finally convinced my mother to buy me a set of dice (which I still own and play with) and some short time after that I saved up my money and bought the 2E Fighter Manual which has unfortunately been lost to the forces of time and two moving trucks. After that, my next leap into gaming was via internet and college friends. ;] A story filled with tragedy, heartache, and a happy ending. [/QUOTE]

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