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<blockquote data-quote="Wik" data-source="post: 5637659" data-attributes="member: 40177">Mentioned many times before, but it's fun, so why not one more time?I am a second generation gamer - I learned it all from my dad.&nbsp; He was in the navy, and we had just moved to Toronto.&nbsp; I was trying to make new friends, and really, so was he.&nbsp; He joined a D&amp;D group mostly to talk to his work buddies, although my dad had been playing D&amp;D since the late seventies - so for almost ten years at this point.&nbsp; Anyways, he'd come home from his games, and around that time, his old D&amp;D books were once more on the book shelf.&nbsp; I was a voracious reader, and I read all of them.&nbsp; Not really getting the game so much, but loving the fact that there was a book of all these MONSTERS.Then my dad's gaming group kind of broke up (military postings!) and he felt the itch to play, so he had me roll up a character and we explored the &quot;solo&quot; dungeon in the 1e DMG together.&nbsp; He would have played a ranger of some sort.&nbsp; My first character was an elven ranger named &quot;Nelf&quot; (which stood for &quot;neutral elf&quot;, even though nelf was chaotic good).&nbsp; I only played Nelf because my dad wouldn't let me play a tiger.&nbsp; But he was okay.&nbsp; I guess.&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink&nbsp; &nbsp; ;)"&nbsp; data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" />Anyways.&nbsp; I devoured a bunch of the books, but never played the game with anyone but my dad.&nbsp; Every time a new D&amp;D boxed set came out, I'd beg to get it... and then read the contents a hundred times over, but find no one to play with.&nbsp; I was a shy kid.&nbsp; Flash forward two years, and I'm on Vancouver Island, trying to make new friends.&nbsp; Suddenly, I meet a guy who is familiar with D&amp;D.&nbsp; his brothers used to play it, you see, and he's inherited all the books.&nbsp; &quot;But D&amp;D sucks&quot; he said, mirroring something he had overheard his brothers saying &quot;If you really want to roleplay, you should try shadowrun&quot;.In that year (grade five) we played every weekend.&nbsp; Shadowrun (&quot;It's like the future.&nbsp; only there are no spaceships.&nbsp; Most of the world is sort of like ours.&nbsp; But there are adventurers.&nbsp; and magic!&quot;) was a favourite.&nbsp; So was D&amp;D (BECMI, primarily, at least at first).&nbsp; The two of us would add more and more games to our list, and more and more players, trying a huge range of products throughout the mid nineties.&nbsp; D&amp;D helped me kind of come out of my shell a bit, that's for sure.&nbsp; It also helped fuel my appetite for reading (though, to be fair, that ship had already sailed well before D&amp;D came around).&nbsp; My interest in history (which would eventually lead to a degree) arose almost entirely because of D&amp;D.&nbsp; And of course, in my teenage butthead years, when my dad and I could talk about, well, nothing else, we could still talk/argue about whether or not clerics are better than druids (Druids, I say!&nbsp; He says Cleric.... the jerk).</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Wik, post: 5637659, member: 40177"] Mentioned many times before, but it's fun, so why not one more time? I am a second generation gamer - I learned it all from my dad. He was in the navy, and we had just moved to Toronto. I was trying to make new friends, and really, so was he. He joined a D&D group mostly to talk to his work buddies, although my dad had been playing D&D since the late seventies - so for almost ten years at this point. Anyways, he'd come home from his games, and around that time, his old D&D books were once more on the book shelf. I was a voracious reader, and I read all of them. Not really getting the game so much, but loving the fact that there was a book of all these MONSTERS. Then my dad's gaming group kind of broke up (military postings!) and he felt the itch to play, so he had me roll up a character and we explored the "solo" dungeon in the 1e DMG together. He would have played a ranger of some sort. My first character was an elven ranger named "Nelf" (which stood for "neutral elf", even though nelf was chaotic good). I only played Nelf because my dad wouldn't let me play a tiger. But he was okay. I guess. ;) Anyways. I devoured a bunch of the books, but never played the game with anyone but my dad. Every time a new D&D boxed set came out, I'd beg to get it... and then read the contents a hundred times over, but find no one to play with. I was a shy kid. Flash forward two years, and I'm on Vancouver Island, trying to make new friends. Suddenly, I meet a guy who is familiar with D&D. his brothers used to play it, you see, and he's inherited all the books. "But D&D sucks" he said, mirroring something he had overheard his brothers saying "If you really want to roleplay, you should try shadowrun". In that year (grade five) we played every weekend. Shadowrun ("It's like the future. only there are no spaceships. Most of the world is sort of like ours. But there are adventurers. and magic!") was a favourite. So was D&D (BECMI, primarily, at least at first). The two of us would add more and more games to our list, and more and more players, trying a huge range of products throughout the mid nineties. D&D helped me kind of come out of my shell a bit, that's for sure. It also helped fuel my appetite for reading (though, to be fair, that ship had already sailed well before D&D came around). My interest in history (which would eventually lead to a degree) arose almost entirely because of D&D. And of course, in my teenage butthead years, when my dad and I could talk about, well, nothing else, we could still talk/argue about whether or not clerics are better than druids (Druids, I say! He says Cleric.... the jerk). [/QUOTE]

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