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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bleys Icefalcon" data-source="post: 6745820" data-attributes="member: 6670542">Hehe... Rolemaster.  Here's my Rolemaster story.  I was at an old, long failed game store in Bellevue, Washington some years back that had a couple private rooms for gaming.  On this particular day there were two different groups playing away, one in each room.  One group, the group I was a part of, was playing good old fashioned AD&D (1st Edition), the other was playing Rolemaster.  Both groups were playing established characters, in ongoing campaigns, with experienced players.  About two hours into our dungeon crawl our group took a break, and I wandered by the other room and peeked in.  I was somewhat intimidated by what I saw.  Each person had several different rules books, tomes, and manuals, including what looked like actual historical reference books, say from the Napoleonic era - and alot of them - they also had what I assumed were various pieces of drafting equipment; dividers and compasses, protractors and t-rulers... not to mention various tape measures, and oh the graphs and tables and charts... it was oh so complicated, complex... I'd even say alien.  And they were having a very thunderous and passionate debate about the movement of a goblin; that was chasing a player's character.  I believe the issue was the stone floor was uneven, and there was much ado about what rolls the goblin would have to make, to actually catch the elf archer.  The fight in question was between two of the players and three goblins.  So much passion over textures and resistance and relative speed and physics... I was getting dizzy!I wandered back into our room, and we played for a few more hours; we finished our crawl, faced several encounters, found and fought the boss - a lich - and ransacked his treasury and made our way back to the city.  Another break and once again I wandered next door.  Everyone looked utterly exhausted, and it was much, much less chaotic.  They were on a break as well.  If anything, there was even more graphs and charts and diagrams out.  I wandered up to one of them and asked what they were up to.He brightened, and cheerfuly told me they'd finished almost three rounds of battle.  The same battle that they were arguing about some 6 or 7 hours earlier.  It turns out the goblin in question was not a skilled enough athlete to smoothly run over the uneven floor and the elf lass was able to elude him, though there was still a bit of disagreement over this.  The side debate that continued moments later was about the "looseness" of the small rocks, gravel and pebbles that were strewn across the floor, and just how this should have effected the barefoot goblin...I think, in all honesty, a part of my soul died as I was overhearing this.  Then again, to each their own, right?</blockquote>

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