Thursday, February 28, 2013

How To Find a Comic Book you have Trouble Finding

STEP 1
One should bring me along to the comic book store.  This step isn't too hard, I am a very good passenger, I won't even change your music or anything.  You have rules about no drinking, eating, smoking, having sex, having ones head out the window like a dog, etc, I will obey them.





STEP 2
Now at the comic book store, let me wonder around and look at interesting things.  Maybe the store also sells games like Talisman or Catan (though I'm really not that interested in Catan).  Maybe they have models or Marvel heroes or mutants from the X-Men, or even Batman (my favorite DC superhero btw).  Now, the important thing with this step is to let me look at said interesting thing.  Let me hold it in my hand, check the price tag, or whatever.





STEP 3
Now this is the hard step, since it has the possibility of making you look bad for bringing me in, or maybe getting us kicked out, but let me make an accidental mess with said item.  I am usually careful, but accidents happen.  I'm not the kind of guy who gets overly excited and plays with something randomly making the mess like that, sometimes I put it back in an awkward way.  What?  I'm no Engineering major!  I don't know how to put something together to be structurally sound.  I only know how to put things together that look good.


Worst.  Customer.  Ever.
 
So, you're probably thinking, so you make a mess, so what?

 


Well...
STEP 4
Look into said mess.  Whatever comic book you were looking for SHOULD BE RIGHT THERE.  By right there, I mean pretty much on top of the pile.  Its a guaranteed method proven scientifically in a comic book store near where I live.  My friend who was looking for said book since Christmas.  Anyway, feel free to hold the book over your head and do the Zelda Item Get sound.


And that, that is how you find a comic book you have trouble finding!

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

D&D Stories: Poke the Hydra With a Dagger





THAT!  That, my friends, is a Hydra.  The Hydra is a multi-headed magical beast that, when one head is sliced off, two more grow back in its place.  The Hydra comes from Greco-Roman Mythos (as a Pagan, I prefer the term mythos to mythology for some reason), where it is called the Lernaean Hydra and was slain by Heracles (Roman: Hercules).  When Heracles chopped off one head, while Iolaus, his nephew, used a firebrand to cauterize the wound, so no heads could grow back.  Using a golden sword entrusted by Athena (Roman: Minerva), Heracles chopped the last head and buried it under a rock.

The point of the brief retelling of the Myth of the Hydra is that, basically, Hydras are fucking scary!  They are supposed to be a huge challenge to slay, utilizing teamwork, much like in the myth.  Your fighter Cleaves his way through the heads faster than the others can apply fire or acid damage, say hi to a higher CR monster!  Granted, in the rules I do believe it states that a Hydra cannot have more than twice the number of heads it started out with, but still, your party of level 4 PCs can suddenly bite off more than it can chew when suddenly they are faced with a CR 6 monster, and still more heads need to grow back.  You could also attack the body, but the heads get to attack.  There is just no easy way to go about it.  Hydras are like boss monsters...

...unless the DM forgets that they are playing with the insta-kill rule (rolling three 20's on a d20, once for Crit, once for confirming the Crit, and the final one to see if you get lucky and can kill it in one shot)...

Let me give you a quick intro to Ceilos the Half-Elf Ranger.  Scout, great with two-weapon fighting, not so much with a bow, has either a hawk named Soar or a panther named the Ace of Spades (depending on the campaign), and is somewhat of a metaphysical biologist (though I am definitely not a biologist IRL).  He is the one character that I made that acts the most like me, but I am always vigilant to make sure that when I do play him or write about him that I don't slip into Mary Sue-dom.  Remember that info, there may be a test later :P.

And then later in the same campaign with this story, he took classes
in Duskblade from the Player's Handbook 2
So, I successfully track a demon to this island that we sail to in hope to save this nobleman or mage, I forget exactly the occupation of the guy, only that he was important.  The very first combat on the island was a disaster for my ranger, whom, when not fighting with a Khopesh and a Kukri (I think it was this same campaign that I fell into the calling card/vice of my characters using unusual weaponry in combat), had only his longbow.  For some reason that I do not know, the Random Number God seems to hate the concept of my ranger using a bow.  The potion salesman who happened to be on this island and attacked by a Chimera was killed off by an arrow when I rolled two 1's in a roll.  Let me also state that the potion salesman was behind me.
While we lost directions to the place where the important guy was brought to (my spot/survival checks were only for reaching the island), we did get a whole bunch of free loot with potions.  Eventually, after camping for the night, we did find a castle on the island.  It has a natural landbridge over a deep chasm, and the bridge was guarded by a Hydra, meant to be a sub-boss of sorts before entering the castle.  So the DM played it up, making sound huge and scary.  Roll for initiative, and my ranger fails to disappoint!  I run up, get attacked with AoO's, and then I roll!

20!

Confirm Crit!

20!

Um... oh shit oh shit oh shit, please don't roll another.........

20!

Ceilos the Ranger walks up to the Hydra and pokes it with his kukri.  Somehow, the poke hits the Hydra in a pressure point that immediately makes its heart explode.  Also, the poke made it trip and it fell down the chasm, taking max damage from the huge fall.  It also landed on a stalagmite spike on the bottom and was subsequently eaten by a grue in the darkness.  I d20'd it to death!





I don't think the DM expected his epic encounter to be ended by the ranger in one attack, but hey, I take it that the Random Number God was apologizing.  But thus continues the love-hate relationship both Gamers and DM/GMs have with the rules.  Conga Lines of Death, of both the bottleneck and flanking varieties?  Area of Effect spells?  The joy of summoning?  These are things us Gamers love that our GM/DMs hate, and how!
I must say that the Hydra Slaying story is a favorite D&D story to tell others when I talk D&D.  It was built up to be this epic encounter before the castle proper that by sheer luck I end without breaking a sweat.  I guess, after fighting a mind flayer in the castle, helping the Drow in the party solve a racial test and getting the upper hand of a Deck of Many Things like a boss, there is only one quote that can describe Ceilos in that campaign, if he was missing one artifact of clothing...

Originally I had an image of:
"Belkar from Order of the Stick, the sexy shoeless god of war"
I recently read on the Giant In The Playground FAQ's that
the author of OotS, basically, doesn't really like that his images get used
w/o permission.  Out of honor and a love for his work, I decided to remove
the image.  But, honestly, Ceilos is Belkar except Neutral Good and with shoes.


ADDENDUM: As soon as I posted this post the only thing I could think of, thanks to the title was Ceilos being held at the bottom of a well by a crazed fan who tosses him down a Hydra doll and a rusty kukri and says "It pokes the Hydra with the kukri.... It pokes the Hydra with the kukri or else it gets the hose again...."  Thought I would inject one last funny bit.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Of Home Made Pizza and Tiesto

So this past weekend was my monthly trip to hang out with Destiny, which was looked forward to so much more than every little kid that looks forward to presents on Christmas.  Not only was I able to spend time with the most amazing woman, nay, person that I know, but I was also able to be in Philadelphia, this city I have come to love so much, in all its little quirks, despite all the dark and festering sins and crimes (and now I am thinking of the song Graveyard Shift from the never-finished Batman musical, lyrics by Jim Steinman).  I guess, despite being born and raised in the country, I think I might be a city boy at heart, then again I am a reviving pool of Greco-Roman faith and the coolness of the the Roaring 20's.

So after parking and walking to where she stays, all the little anxieties (i.e. idiotic and aggressive drivers, if I left my incense burning or my space heater on lol) just melted away.  Friday began for me at that moment, despite waking up earlier and watching Boston Legal with mom.  So we hung out, watched more Sherlock (we polished off the whole series so far.  Steve Moffat, you did it.... again)

Cumberbatch, Moffat, and Smith.  And by again, I mean 
work on a well done series.
 Saturday we went to the Academy of Natural Sciences at Drexel so she could finish up some work for her one class and to just spend the day walking around especially to see the butterflies.  Was hard to get a picture of them, especially the Blue Morpho, which was her favorite.  The red one flew away right when the picture was taken, but then again, we got a nice picture of a butterfly in flight.  Afterwards we went to the Tiesto concert.  Keep in mind that my usual music is the likes of rock and metal, with maybe spatterings of other genres thrown in.  Do I like techno and EDM (electronic dance music)?  Yeah, I've listened to a bit before, like Deadmau5, but nothing major.  I was once going to go to an EDM/Techno festival with a few friends, including Wallet Girl, but the plans fell through.  So Saturday was my first major introduction to the genre you can say.  I went with an open mind, and I really did enjoy myself.  I danced for almost five hours straight, and the Liacouras Center had a place to get my boneless wings.  By Jove, I got to have my boneless wings!

Sunday we polished off the rest of Sherlock, and she made pasta for dinner, after which I had to leave.  She had plans for that night and I wanted to get home before the special on the Second Doctor came on (made it just in time).  This is, of course, a cursory overview of the weekend.  There are always personal moments that one treasures, and become selfish and not want to share them with others, even if its just words on a web page.  Those written memories are saved for just me and her in our own version of the River Song Journal.

And I'm sure this is what it will look like within a few years
She got me the journal on my birthday and wrote down the memories of the past few times we hung out, and a few other things as well, and I do the sameEach visit we pass off the journal to the other, having it be their turn to have to read and write in.  This is my turn now and I have begun to write in it.  It is an amazing work this journal, and a birthday gift that I treasure a lot.  And yes, Destiny and I are very close indeed. :-)

One last thing.  I decided to add an awesome page on the side bar there.  Another blog, which should be an answer to just how well done I think Sherlock is.

Friday, February 22, 2013

PBP #7: Dungeons and Dragons (plus some heavy philosophy).



My blog has a few major themes to it, excluding Pagan Blog Project for a moment, since my blog really isn't about my religion.  These major themes include: Me Musing About Shit, My Adventures With Destiny, Gaming, Doctor Who, and the biggest theme, Dungeons and Dragons.  Yes, I fit one of Faux News' stereotypes about Pagans, I love playing D&D.  So much so, I play video games based on D&D, I have two editions of the game, Pathfinder, the board game Talisman, and have recently installed Baldur's Gate II: Shadows of Amn on my laptop, a game i havent played since 2009, or maybe 2010, I forget exactly when the last time I played it was.  Either way, I love D&D so much, I'm sure I will name my hamster Boo if I ever get one, and tell everyone he is a miniature giant space hamster!



Okay, all facetiousness aside, there is a reason I am talking about D&D and letting worlds collide this PBP post.  That is, when deities from our own pantheons appear in a game.  How exactly do we react?  Is it odd for us to play a character that worships Zeus in game, to then turn around and give thanks to Zeus for a blessing in real life?  Or maybe you play a cleric of Thor, whom later that month you toast at a symbel in real life, or maybe you are a Gothi of Thor?  Maybe the campaign has you exploring Mulhorand within the Forgotten Realms, and its a well known fact that the Mulhorandi Pantheon and the Kemetic Pantheon are one and the same, and you just happen to be a Tameran Wiccan or a Kemetic Polytheist.

I know my personal thoughts on the matter lead to an interesting point on theology.  Actually, before we begin with that, let us first repeat the MST3k Mantra.  "It's just a show, I should breathe and just relax."  Repeat that a few times with me, maybe pull out a mala and repeat it 108 times.  "It's just a show, I should breathe and just relax."

An image of Zeus/Jupiter from the Third Edition Deities and Demigods

Now that we reminded ourselves that this is just a fun game and not a lesson at a seminary, let us go into the philosophical aspect of this.  Much like the Welsh/Druidic Awen, the Greek had an idea of divine inspiration known as theia mania, or "divine madness."  The poets would be struck with theia mania and would write about the Deities, about their exploits and the like.  It was also believed that the best interpretations of such writings were from the philosophers, who understood the nature of the Gods.  Many cultures have ideas about Divine Beings coming down, and talking to men, walking amongst them, even possessing them.  Vishnu came down in various forms like Rama and Krishna, and in Voudou, the Lwa possess initiates and priests.

Now I'm not claiming that a Deity is gonna up and hijack your game to deliver a message, we must remember the difference between fantasy and reality, and discern revelation from just your DM's plot in the campaign.  After all, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.  The more important thing, is how such things inspire us.  Inspiration is a powerful thing, a divine thing, something that I think is not revered enough.  If inspiration were more revered in our culture, I'm sure we would be more scientifically and spiritually advanced, and I'm sure there would be more equality and a lot less violence and a lot more art and recreation of all sorts.  Yes, inspiration is what is important.  Our DM's are most likely not Pagan, in the US, they a more probably Christian or Atheist or Agnostic than anything else.  However, they look at the mythos of our ancestors, and then the mythos of these fictional worlds, and become inspired to write.  They write about the dark and evil things, so that the heroes can rise up and stand against and bring light back to the world.  The DM is the author, the poet, and the PC is the philosopher, making sense of the chaos (and sometimes causing the chaos, Kenders especially).

Is that not what we all do everyday, make sense of the chaos?  We are born into a 14 billion year old world, into a world, to quote Thales, full of Gods.  Everyday we encounter things that puzzle us and confuse us and disgust us, we encounter things that bring us joy and happiness and pleasure.  Everyday we are bombarded with inspiration, whether you believe its from one God or many Gods or no Gods at all.  We are inspired by stories and games.  Is the Amaterasu of Okami the same as the Sun Goddess of Japan?  Who knows?  Maybe she inspired the game's creation?  What's important is that the retelling of the myths surrounding her and other Kami are retold to inspire future generations.



And I'm sure the Gods do not mind being in these stories.  After all, to quote the Doctor Who character River Song, aren't we all?

I leave you with that thought to ponder.  You (the reader), me, musings (or handcuffs), must it always end like this?

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Fear

So I'm sure it's no surprise that I am a fan of kurtjmac's Far Lands or Bust.  In a recent video, Kurt discussed the concept of fear, both as a personal experience and as a scientific idea.  At the end of his video he stated that we should discuss our own fears in the comment section.  So, obviously, I am going to make a whole blog about FEAR!

Fear effects us all.  For example, this Koopa just saw Mario using 
another Koopa to get 99 Lives
 
 My first and biggest and omnipresent fear is a fear of bees and wasps.  Yes, those black and yellow stingy things, that fly around, make nests, make terrific honey, and terrify the living shit out of me.  Honestly, ever since I was four and stung for the very first time!  It was at a pumpkin patch, and I found this amazing pumpkin.  However, a wasp claimed it as his own and didn't take kindly to a human like me coming by and claiming it in the name of Kyleland (it's totally a real place yo).  Unfortunately, the patch was run by idiots who, in an attempt not to be sued, freaked out, freaking me out, and giving me medicines and such that I don't even remember.  I don't even know if they injected me with an epi-pen or not.  Since my dad was at work and mom was unable to get me, I had to be picked up by my grandparents on my father's side.  While they are really nice folk, they aren't the most loving in general, so I spent the next hour or so curled up in the fetal position with only my pumpkin to calm me.  Ever since then, nope, can't even be within a close proximity.

In fact, my melissophobia is so strong, even a picture of a wasp gets me paranoid.
So instead, he is a picture of a heavy metal band which is called W.A.S.P.
 
A secondary fear that I have is a fear of, I wouldn't say abandonment, but more loneliness in general.  This sucks because I generally don't spend a lot of time with others.  I mean, I hang out with friends every once in a while, play D&D every other Sunday, and every so often go see the Goddess of Awesomeness (aka Destiny, for those who don't remember me calling her that before).  However, when I'm alone sometimes my thoughts just run and run like Lance Armstrong on steroids.  Sometimes these are not so nice thoughts., let's leave it at that  Thankfully, keeping myself occupied keeps this at bay.  So I make campaign adventures, blog here, play video games, read, go out for walks, etc.  Actually I wouldn't even call this a fear per say either, I guess it's more along the lines of "I really don't want to confront the dark shadows of my mind on my own" kind of thing.

Well all of this talk of fear and shit like that calls for something better and brighter, so let's talk about something I enjoy.  Interesting and funny pictures, like....



Sunday, February 17, 2013

Table Plan: World Building pt.2 (more Wintermoot)

In the last post we discussed the building of a geography and the beginnings of a political map for a region.  As an example, I used my arctic island chain of Wintermoot as an example of what it looks like.  Let us bring up a map of Wintermoot to see what has been done so far:






As we can see, the land looks pretty barren, but this is an arctic region, we aren't exactly expecting a massive variety of flora and fauna.  I already mentioned that Frost Giants and White Dragons will be present in this region.  I can also close my eyes and picture Remorhazs and Frost Worms slithering down the countryside, making abandoned ruins their nesting grounds.  This is all good and all, but we need fluff.  We need stuff here to give the region pizzazz.  Adventurers need a reason to come to the land of the ice and snow.

The easiest place to begin adding fluff is in your towns and cities.  Let us begin with Skrarut, our only locale that is somewhat safe at Wintermoot.  Skrarut, I can picture as a town founded by adventurers.  They came long ago to Wintermoot in search of Frost Giant treasure, but were greeted with the barren cold.  However, the determination of an adventurer made them fight the bitter cold, and when they began to find treasure, it only attracted all sundry sorts to their city.  The city is united by a sort of oligarchy from the heads of the major guilds, in an attempt to keep the peace.  They city I can also imagine united in faith, especially around deities of death, which is all to common, but also deities of strength, and also the worship of the god of the Frost Giants.  However, the Frost Giant deity (Thrym in the core setting) is more worshiped against, in hopes to keep away the Frost Giants.

It is harder to give examples on what you should do for civilization fluff, because every place is different.  My first two, and pretty much only two suggestions on this would be to think about the region the city or town is in, and then think of it's history and psychology.  What do the townspeople think?  A town or city in the mountains might have an economy based on mining, and probably a Dwarven culture, compared to a town located along a river fork, which would be more focused on trading, and also more cosmopolitan.  Sometimes even neighboring locations can be vastly different.  Philadelphia and Camden are separated by a single river, and yet both have very distinctive feels as cities.  In my more personal campaign setting, the city of Pendragon's Cauldron is even internally inconsistent, showing off it's own history as a handful of towns and trading posts.


And a city built into the side of a waterfall will have a very different feel.  
Let your imagination run free.


Then next major piece of fluff you can make is the relationships between the major forces of the region.  How does civilization compete with things like dragons and giants.  A good stating point, again, is the region and history.  The Frost Giants have ruins scattered along the island, which means that they once had a civilization here that was brought down, maybe by the White Dragons?  Maybe the current White Dragon is a descendent or even consort to the original menace.  Maybe the Frost Giants call her things like White Bitch and Mother Giant Killer, pointing to the fact that she has a clutch of eggs, or maybe wyrmlings.  Maybe the original menace is a Dracolich still hiding in Mount Ereberous, clinging onto it's treasure with an unholy death-grip.  At the moment, let us focus on one dragon, whom lives on the giant iceberg known as the Ice Palace.  Let's leave some mystery on the island.

How does Skrarut fair against these forces.  Well, the original adventurers came prepared for giants, and maybe have a very fragile trade plan open with them, one constantly chipped away at by raiding groups looking for treasure.  However, Skrarut is laughably unprepared for the White Dragons, and live in constant fear of their attacks, not knowing if their next day will be their last.  This is partially what will make Skrarut dangerous, living with such a constant threat does things to people.  Again, this goes back to the civilization fluff and psychological conditioning based on the region.  Psychology is an unthought of power over people.  Its so basic and pervasive nobody ever thinks about it, and yet without it, all we got are cookie cut-out locales and people.


Super-awesome Frost Giant image by Boudiccia

And there we have it, we have a pretty solid region.  Now, its a stand-alone place, not really connected to anything.  Maybe in a later post I will go over linking areas that are close by, but next Table Plan, I believe we should begin talking about dungeons, and how I go about making them, and maybe giving you an idea or two on how to go about making them to, if you don't have your own process.  Maybe next world-building post I can show off my personal campaign world, maybe go on discussions about making governments and homebrew faith systems.  But until next time my friends, hapy adventuring. :D

Friday, February 15, 2013

PBP #6: Disease, and Dealing with it as a Pagan

Last PBP post, which I decided to skip, I was floored with flu.  This one, which I am deciding to do, since I am well enough to do it, I am still in the throws of a sinus infection.  The gassyness is gone, I am so thankful for that, and we don't need a repeat of that, except maybe the Mentos commercials, I still lol about the Star Wars one.  There were some other good movie spoofs of Mentos, like Total Recall.  Because Arnold Schwarzenegger's angry face is a perfect time to remind us that Mentos is the Freshmaker.

Mentos freshness FULL OF LIFE! (Mentos, the Freshmaker)


But I digress.  Let me take you back to when I was more sick than I was now, when Vertigo made it hard to do things.  And I would lie on the couch and I would softly pray to Isis and take my decongestant, and would begin to feel better.  If I felt well enough I would perform the LBRP, which felt like it cleansed the space around me.  And it would be in this space that I would think, and this is where this PBP post came from.  Why not discuss the way this Pagan deals with sickness, and how I deal with sickness in others.

First of all, I am a big believer in the idea that nothing cures a disease faster than rest, liquids, and doctor's orders.  In fact, any holistic healer worth their salt will tell you that.  Holistic healers heal you in a way the medicine and such cannot, but it works with the medicine.  With that said I do believe in holistic and natural healing, like with herbs or with practices like Reiki.  I personally think some skeptics throw the baby out with the bathwater, and not see the theraputic aspects of practices like Reiki beyond the claims of energy healing.  I also believe there is a mental component to disease as well.  Now, I'm not one of those "The Secret" thumpers who think that you get sick because you think sick.  I think these little microscopic things known as bacteria and viruses disprove that hundreds of years ago, but I do think your mental outlook changes how you treat and act about the disease.



With all of that said, I would say beyond Rest, Liquids, and Doctor's Orders would have to be Cleansing.  One of the most healing experiences I had with this recent bout of sickness was after I took a long steamy shower, almost like a sauna, which, for those of you who don't know, began as a sort of European sweat lodge (with a spirit of the sauna to go with it and all).  Spiritual cleansing would also go with this, and certain herbs like Sage, work wonders for that.  Now, with my problem, incense is somewhat out of the question, seeing as how the smoke would have aggravated my sinuses, but you might not have the same problem.  The ancients honored cleanliness like this, in fact, if one was not clean, one could not go before the Gods.  We still see this in Shinto, some forms of Dharmic religions, and we can even see this in the modern Christian idea of "Sunday Best" for church.  I honor this by always washing my hands before touching my altar for any reason.

Another things I do is Spiritual Practice.  One of the most powerful cleansers of space and a personal one to is the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Pentagram.  I'm sure the Star Ruby would works amazingly for me, but I still haven't memorized the Greek in the end, and I still trip up on some of the ritual signs.  Anyway, but the LBRP banishes and cleans the space of unwanted energies, and invokes the protective forces of the four Archangels to watch over.  You also begin and end with the meditative practice of the Qabalistic Cross.  This entire practice is meditative, and ultimate acts as more than a space cleaner.  In fact, many would suggest one do the LBRP daily. Speaking of, meditation is an amazing practice as well, and if you haven't already started so, now would be a good time.  Prayer beads are a good meditative and devotional practice, of which I will be discussing more about when we get to the letter P.

Invoking and Banishing Pentagrams


Last, but certainly not least, is Opening up to people.  Sickness and disease bring about a lot of catharsis and emotion.  It's best to just let it all out when it needs to.  Show appreciation, surround yourself with good friends and things that make you happy.  Both are really good, because you are sick, you wouldn't want to surround yourself with negative energy, would you? 

And there we have it, that's how I generally handle being sick.  In this way, I hit all the ways we experience sickness and disease.  I think that is one of the amazing things about our community.  In the rest of the Western world, the human being is viewed as a cog in a machine, another brick in the wall.  The human being is much more than that, and we don't treat all aspects of our nature, do we actually get better, or do we just enter this fog of being just "okay"?  I for one, want to be well, I love being well.

NEXT WEEK:


Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Sinus Infection and Gas as told by 90's Mentos Commercials

So my flu turned into two separate problems of a Sinus Infection (of which I am still recovering from), and this annoying case of gas.  Why annoying, because it gives off all the signs and indications that I need to run, not walk, to the bathroom before Shitagra Falls breaks the levy.  This wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that I have also turned into some sick living Larry the Cable Guy joke, needing to fart at every possible moment.  I'm laying down trying to recover and I start moving around for relief and softly groan out as if I am in some sort of hardcore porn.  So the purpose of this blog is to show off just how annoying this is, with 90's Mentos commercials, you know, the ones with that jingle and the outlandish shit happening.


So let us begin by talking about something completely different and... hold on...


Okay, where was I, oh yeah.  So, one thing this has given me some time on was some time to catch up on some of my reading.  It's been a while since I've sat down and read.  Destiny let me borrow Plato and a Platypus Walked Into a Bar... excuse me...


Anyway.  I've been a bit lax in reading stuff beyond blogs, D&D materials, and the news... hold on, might take some news in with me for this one...


So, reading?  Right.  So, the other book I am reading right now is Carte Blanche, the new 007 novel.  I actually haven't read a 007 novel before, so when I bought it, it was a pretty exciting buy, and so far, I am enjoying it quite a bit.  It is certainly a different kind of Bond experience, and speaking of different kind of experiences...


Oh Final Fantasy VIII, oh Spoony...

Anyway, back onto the main subject... wait... here we go again!


You know what, I think you get the idea of how annoying I feel right now.  So I think I'm gonna end it here for today folks.

Friday, February 8, 2013

No PBP Today

Due to having my ass kicked by Flu-Manchu, I didn't even type down a single letter of this weeks post.  I'm still deciding on whether or not to post it when I feel better (probably Sunday), or to just dump it all together.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Flu

I think I have the flu.  I've been coughing all day, been light headed like fuck, and now my joints ache and my hands, when washing them, felt like a sensitive penis after masturbation.  I don't usually get sick, but when I do, it tends to be a 24-hour bug.

Could be worse, there could be a scene from a Godzilla movie where the King of Monsters dances a jig........




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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

D&D Stories: Quicksilver! Quicksilver! Quicksilver!

I think I have stated before that in the current campaign I am playing in, both of my characters, Lazlo and Amadeus, were related.  I think I am now going to reveal their collective backstories, as well as a few factoids that I stated in earlier D&D Stories about Lazlo that actually were true.

Lazlo is the second oldest of five children.  His oldest brother is Alois, and is also a Paladin like Amadeus.  The oldest sister, who is older than Amadeus, is called Natalia, and she is married to a wealthy merchant is isn't home a lot.  Then we have Amadeus, my current character and Paladin.  Amadeus, to which I have not shown off the twist for yet, is actually married and had a child right before he went out in search of his older brother Lazlo.  So much for the celibate warrior monk image.  And then we have Tatiana, who also trained as a Paladin against her family's wishes.  Interesting fact, I was half tempted to play Tatiana for a while until I settled on Amadeus

Back when Lazlo and Ollie tried to steal a golden urn from a Temple of Pelor, Lazlo lied and said he was going to take the damaged urn to a goldsmith to get it fixed.  Technically Lazlo was not lying about the goldsmith part.   The Quicksilver family of Kormine became rich and well known for their goldsmithing.  Also, all the men had at least some sort of Paladin training.  Lazlo was more interested in sneaking out, living the city life in the underworld, having fun, and all of that shit.  Being a younger brother, Amadeus loved and looked up to his older brothers, and is a mix of both.  Amadeus is the libertine and freethinking Lazlo combined with the restrained and pious Alois.

It was that very nature that lead Amadeus to run away from his order and become an independent Paladin, falling in love, having a family, and the beginning a quest to find his brother, whom unfortunately met his end trying to saving one of his oldest companions from an acid pit trap.  Now Amadeus begins a new quest, to carry on his brother's work in protecting the young tiefling halfling whom has a mysterious fate.

Sorry for the short little Stories post, I guess I kind of wanted to show off how amazing characterization can be.  Here I have a Paladin whom I am playing not as a sort of "onwards Christian soldier" kind of style, but as a sort of world-traveled Sacred Band type, except he's straight, or maybe possibly bi, but I don't want to make Amadeus too much like myself, that's saved for my other character of Ceilos, a Half-Elven Ranger (I know, very original).  Of course, I have kept the idea of Ceilos alive for so long that he has grown beyond a Mary Sue and became a character with flaws and weaknesses, and Amadeus has his own to. 

Characterization within Role-Playing Games is something I think is starting to become a dead art in a way, we are conditioned into the hack'n'slash MMORPG style where its all combat.  It deletes the heroism that RPGs are supposed to have in general.  Where else do you find brave paladins riding off to fight a demon one-on-one to save a young girl (I did that, btw, I'll have to talk about it sometime, one of my crowning achievements)?  Where else do you also find tales of, depite all these warning and traps, a halfling stealing a dagger made of pure chaos?

Characterization is amazing, and in a sense, is the true magic of RPGs.

P.S.: It may be asked that, if Amadeus dies or retires, if we may see the rise of Tatiana.  Well, maybe, just maybe ;)

Friday, February 1, 2013

PBP #5: Celtic Appropriation


BEFORE READING: I wrote this blog up a while ago, as a beginning of a theme I wanted to have with my series of Pagan Blog Project posts, namely to show off the vastness of our own tradition, to show off how rich and varied it is without resorting to stealing from other cultures.

After typing this, I honestly did sit on it for a while.  I honestly did not know whether or not to post it.  I honestly feel like I could come off as an asshole, which is the last thing I would want to do.  Am I a bit scathing, well, yes, I guess scathing is a bit of an accurate term to use when it comes to bad history and appropriation, but that goes without saying.

This was the first time I did post-writing research, not on the topic, but on others who have posted something similar to this before.  Wicca For the Rest of Us certainly did so, and so did Metal Gaia.  And they an apologetics style defense of appropriation was posted on a Tumblr blog.  I figured with that post, and with the surprising numbers of supporters of it, that this blog needed to be posted.

The original name for the post was Celtophilia, meaning Love of the Celts.  The change was a last minute decision, since I am a bit of a Celtophile, so Celtic Appropriation it is. :)


AND NOW FOR YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PBP POST!



Fluffy Bunny "The Celts believed in a single Goddess split into three aspects, which the Christians stole as their trinity."
-From Wicca For the Rest of Us

The Celts ranged from the Asia Minor all the way out to the Iberian Peninsula in their long history.  Over time, due to wars from both the Germanic tribes and the Romans, as well as Roman Catholicism and the British Empire, the Celtic tribes and nations fell one by one to the 6-9 left today (depending on whom you ask).  These nations being: Ireland, Scotland, Isle of Man, Wales, Cornwall, Brittany, Galicia, Asturias, and Cantabria.  Other groups of Celts still exist today in the process of reviving their culture, but for the most past, those are the nine.



In the 17th century, William Stukeley, an Anglican Vicar and an antiquarian began studying the ancient Druids, and began calling himself a Druid to.  These druids dressed in white, worshipped in stone circles, and believed in and worshipped a single sun god.  In fact, he stated that the only difference between the Druids and the Christians was that the Druids believed in a savior to come, and to the Christians, that savior had come in the form of Jesus of Nazareth.  Now of course, history has proven his theories wrong, but what he started was the archaeological study of the Celts, and the beginning of the Druid Revival.  Countless more followed in history, Iolo Morganwyn, William Price, Ross Nichols, etc.

I think the first point that must be made is that the Celts had a rich and vibrant spirituality and culture that still continues today.  Sure, it's definitely different from the Celts of the time of the Paleo-Druids, but it still lives on.  Within Neopagan Celtic Spirituality, beliefs in the Fair Folk, no matter under what name they are known by, is commonplace; as well as ancestor worship, communion with nature, and the use of poetry and inspiration.  The Celtic nations had varied deities, some shared between the tribes and some that were vastly different.  The popular modern deity Cernunnos actually was not found with the Insular Celts, although he is similar to other figures in their traditional myths, and today he is found among most modern Celts.


This leads me to the discussion on the misunderstanding of what is Celtic, and the appropriation of Celtic culture that happens a lot.  Like most appropriation and mislabeling, it begins with thinking of the Celts as one big unified culture.  Much like Native Americans, whom had many different cultures and tribes, the Celts were similar.  Hell, we even see this with the modern USA.  New English culture is vastly different from Dixie, which is vastly different from Cascadia.  Sure, we share certain features, like a history, certain beliefs about our nation, etc., but we come at them differently.  The Celts are the same.

Where to start.  I think a disclaimer is in order.  I am not folkish at all.  I feel that, if one is called to a practice, or wants to learn more about it personally, they are perfectly free to, as long as they are respectful.  I am no enemy of syncretism or acculturation, if I was, there would be no statue of Budai on my altar, nor would I study Buddhism or use a mala.  I am also not anti Celtic Wicca.  In fact, William Butler Yeats, a member of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn, began creating a Celtic Hermeticism, so Wicca can definitely work within a Celtic context, and can work very well.


What I am against, is this belief that the Celts were Wiccan, and that Neopaganism is Celtic in general.  I know this is an idea that is rare anymore, we as a movement have grown up, but its still notable.  First of all, Wicca is only about 60 years old.  Second of all, the Celts were polytheistic, not Trinitarian (in response to the bunny posted at the top); were definitely patriarchal, not matriarchal (though women in Celtic society had more rights); and had a system that focused on the Land, Sea, and Sky (and not the Classical Elements of Air, Fire, Water, and Earth).  Also, the potatoes, the damn potatoes, need I say more.

The sad point is that appropriation can put lives at risk.  Sounds dramatic, no?  But shall I remind you of the James Arthur Ray sweat lodge debacle in which two people died, and eighteen more were injured.  In the 21 Lessons of Merlyn, amidst the misogyny and very New Agey beliefs about the Druids being from Atlantis, has put down some bad herbalism.  To quote Isaac Bonewits, "He also explains how to make a tincture of mistletoe without mentioning that the berries are deadly poisonous, or whether he is referring to European or American mistletoe, which have very different medicinal properties."  Now, I am going to give the author, Douglas Monroe, the benefit of the doubt.  However, I don't think the everyday person, whom might not know this would take that into account, and may accidentally poison themselves.  I for one, would not want that!

I will speak more of this in my two blogs on Eclecticism when we get to the E's, but there is one easy solution to this.  Solution thy name is education!  Pick up a good book on Celtic culture, both ancient and modern, and skim through it a little.  I'm not saying become a Celtic Reconstructionist.  Neo-Druidry and Celtic Wicca are a-okay in my book.  I don't think there is a way to write this, in some way, much needed blog, without coming off unintentionally as an asshole.  Yet, here I am, stating this fact out, when it's most needed, as we rediscover our footing.

NEXT WEEK: Something less Phlegmatic in humor (although I am pretty Phlegmatic), CARDINAL POINTS AND ASSOCIATED SPIRITS AND SYMBOLS