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<blockquote data-quote="Thornir Alekeg" data-source="post: 1762289" data-attributes="member: 15651">It was in the summer of 1980.&nbsp; I went with a friend (rode our bikes) to the local hobby store (no, it was not a gaming store, it was mostly models and train sets).&nbsp; Tom the Dungeon Master, to my 11 year old brain, seemed like he was a grown-up, but I think he was probably about 17 years old.&nbsp; He had set up a small table in the store and was running a game.&nbsp; I do not recall what kind of character I had, maybe an Elf.&nbsp; I remember one of the other players had a character with 1 hit point and had named him &quot;Sir Die-a-lot.&quot;&nbsp; He took time to explain the game to us as we played.&nbsp; He told us (tongue-in-cheek) it was not about the character, or the DM, it was all about the stuff you had - the dice, a dice bag, a clipboard, a mechanical pencil.&nbsp; If that stuff looked good, then you would be successful in playing D&amp;D.&nbsp; I recall our first encounter was with a large group of orcs.&nbsp; We ran away from them, up a set of stairs and dumped several barrels of oil down on them which we then torched.&nbsp; We all ate roast orc for dinner that night - if I recall correctly orcs were pictured much more pig-like than they are now, so we thoght it was like having a roasted pig - yum!Ahh, the good ol' days.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Thornir Alekeg, post: 1762289, member: 15651"] It was in the summer of 1980. I went with a friend (rode our bikes) to the local hobby store (no, it was not a gaming store, it was mostly models and train sets). Tom the Dungeon Master, to my 11 year old brain, seemed like he was a grown-up, but I think he was probably about 17 years old. He had set up a small table in the store and was running a game. I do not recall what kind of character I had, maybe an Elf. I remember one of the other players had a character with 1 hit point and had named him "Sir Die-a-lot." He took time to explain the game to us as we played. He told us (tongue-in-cheek) it was not about the character, or the DM, it was all about the stuff you had - the dice, a dice bag, a clipboard, a mechanical pencil. If that stuff looked good, then you would be successful in playing D&D. I recall our first encounter was with a large group of orcs. We ran away from them, up a set of stairs and dumped several barrels of oil down on them which we then torched. We all ate roast orc for dinner that night - if I recall correctly orcs were pictured much more pig-like than they are now, so we thoght it was like having a roasted pig - yum! Ahh, the good ol' days. [/QUOTE]

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