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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Shaman" data-source="post: 5665831" data-attributes="member: 26473">First semester of junior high, fall of 1977. My friend Tim and I played all sorts of wargames - tabletop minis and board-and-chit. One weekend he showed up with the Holmes blue box and a couple of the OD&D supplements. My mom took us to The War Club, our local gaming store that night - we bought some minis, painted them, and played our first game. My character was a fighter, Sir Michael the Marauder - from the very beginning I had a taste for brigandage in my roleplaying games, probably from all the Kingmaker I'd played in the years prior; I painted up a chainmailed warrior with a great helm and a bastard sword, with a brown surcoat and a brown shield with a tan and white stripes across it.He soon had a dwarf as a henchman; the dwarf's job was to boss the dwarf men-at-arm hirelings we picked up as well, so we simply referred to him as Chief - if he ever had another name, I don't recall what it was.I know we encountered orcs and a gelatinous cube, and found a treasure chest loaded with copper and silver coins - it was like nothing I'd ever experienced, and I was hooked.</blockquote>