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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rune" data-source="post: 6128722" data-attributes="member: 67">The Token System -- Play ReportTonight, I got together with some friends and family for a couple of hours to play a quick game (by which I mean, probably an hour of actual play-time).If anyone's interested, here's how it went:[sblock]The Genre was Mythic Bronze Age.  The characters were:  Andrea (Beauty 5, Charm 3, Enmity of Hera 2, Evasion 2, Heart-breaker 3), the very, very beautiful.Hippostottleclese (Endurance 5, Evasion 3, Fighter 3, Hubris 1, Sharpshooter 3), the world's greatest warrior (or so he believes).Tridenticese (Divine-Blooded 5, Fighter 4, Sailor 3, Superstitious 1, Weather-Wise 2), the Son of Poseidon.Web (Charming 3, Evasion 3, Ill-Fated 5, Oracle 1, Sorcery 3), the weaver, sorceress (and part-time oracle).  Also, fated to one day turn into a spider.Play begins (and this is, believe or not, the players' choice!) in a drinking hall.  A drunken blind man mutters woefully into his wine and the players cajole a story from him (truthfully, it takes little cajoling).  He once was king of his own city-state, but earned the disfavor of the gods when he cast out a blind vagrant from his court, thinking him a fool and beggar.  "Hubris...it'll get you every time.  Anyway, long story short, I hooked up with my mother and gauged out my own eyes.  Well, I've gotta go piss."But, on the way out the door, a tremendous bolt of lightning strikes.  Tridenticese knows that this must be a bolt sent from Zeus, himself, and prostrates himself to learn how they [that is, the mortals present] might please Poseidon and could he please calm his irate brother-deity.  In response, Poseidon speaks directly into his brain: If want to please me, find my Trident.It is determined that they should go to the Oracle at Tridelphi, so they head to Tridenticese's fishing boat, but it's too small for four!  No problem--Web just floats above it with her unnatural powers of sorcery.  Also, it's raining, and Andrea doesn't want to get her hair wet, but that's not a problem either--she's so beautiful that the raindrops do their best to avoid messing up her hair.Fortunately, Poseidon favors their journey, and a path of calm weather stretches before them.  Unfortunately, Tridenticese's superstitions (about fish oil and eyes, and their application to nautical implements) lead Web to charm some fish into the boat.  Andrea, of course, tries to avoid them as they flop about, and it takes all of Tridenticese's skill to keep the boat from capsizing.In his pride, Hippostottleclese attempts to spear the largest fish in the ocean and manages one as large as he, eventually dragging it aboard.  But the boat cannot support the additional weight, nor the desperation of the struggling fish.  Andrea calms the fish with her soothing touch, and it is little trouble to then net the fish and throw it overboard.Which, is great until the shark attack, of course.  After ramming the boat, and ripping the netting apart to snag the tasty treat, the shark swims away, but now the boat is taking on water!  It takes some time to repair it, but the leak is a slow one, so they have the time.Next morning (red sunrise!), they catch sight of a giant eye looking at them from the depths.  A giant eye attached to a mass of tentacles.  A titanic battle seems imminent, but, Andrea's unearthly beauty pacifies the massive sea-creature.On the horizon, the temple of Tridelphi stands atop a mountain.  Once the party gets ashore, they discover that the winding path leading up is guarded by a great skeletal hound, eye-sockets flickering with unnatural flame.  Hippostottleclese attempts to sneak by it, but is quickly rooted out.The guardian charges toward him.  In response, Hippostottleclese roots himself to the ground and readies himself for the hit.  When the blow comes, it has the force of a mountain behind it, but the warrior endures.  Bones clatter across the rocky path as the hound bounces off of the immovable man.Tridenticese takes the opportunity to sever the spinal column with a swipe of his broad-headed spear.  Bones shower the heroes with victory and the way to the Oracle is clear...[/sblock]...And that was it for the night.  First time playing the game for all but one of the players (there's not a lot of play-test time in a 7-day competition!).  As might be imagined with such a different game-philosophy, it took a little while for them to wrap their heads around how different it was from games they're used to (no dice, no turns, almost every action player-initiated), but once they did, the game flowed smoothly.  Fun was had by all.</blockquote>

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