…but that was the whole scam
The Doclopedia #3,357
Places I Can’t Go To Anymore: The Game Dungeon, San Fartino, California
So I go into this dusty, somewhat smelly, ill lighted little game store and, like many of that sort back in 1982, it was full of guys who smelled of everything from stale sweat to cat piss. The 40 something geek behind the counter smelled of both, plus weed.
But, I had been told that there were bargains to be found in the used game boxes, so I braved the smell and started pawing through the boxes. I found a few things I wanted and was winding my way through the 8 or 9 other guys when I heard somebody mention how wimpy D&D mages were at low levels.
Without thinking of the heresy I was about to speak, I said, “So give them more that one spell to start with. Like, one offensive and one defensive.”
You could have heard a pin drop…for about 2 seconds. Then everyone started speaking at once.
Most of the gamers were aghast at the suggestion, but 3 of them seemed intrigued, so I mentioned spell points and getting rid of clerics and giving their spells to wizards.
That’s when things went all to hell. Voices rose, profanity flew, anger took over. It was a full fledged geek riot.
Realizing that I needed to get out of there, I started for the door. As I reached it, sombody hit somebody else with a handful of dice and everything went up to 11. The guy behind the counter began screaming for everyone to shut the hell up, to no avail. I got in my car and drove off.
I was 50 miles away when I realized I had not paid for the used stuff. I decided to just keep on driving.
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