The Press of Fun and Games, Chesapeake (PaxLair Times) – January 19, 2012 – by Ashlynn – On the fourth day of the 14th PaxLair Anniversary the games just did not stop. Once again a two-event format with a little culture provided by Lenora and her assistant, Nadine of the PaxLair City Library.
The first event of the evening and probably one of the most creative and interesting I have seen in a good while was “Dungeon and Dragons” hosted by Lady Phoenix. Essentially a board game played with people, players took it in turns to move along a path of squares, a distance determined by the roll of a dice. (or more specifically, a d6 for those who needed to know!) Whoever reached the end first won a prize.
Of course, it wasn’t an empty path. Land on a red square and you found yourself missing a turn. Land on a hidden teleporter and you might be taken closer to the goal… or right back to the beginning. Landing on a book might require you to trade places.
Two rounds were played, myself winning the first one and Lord Maedhros winning the second. Already ideas for adapting such creative use of goza mats are swimming around my head.
Next it was time to read the entries for the literary contest and then vote for our favourites. There were about ten entries with some very good submissions. I had a hard time voting. However, I shall save the results for another article as they are not yet decided I believe.
Should anyone wish to view the submissions, they can be found at the library in a box within the PaxLair City Mage Tower.
The night ended with a horse race called “The Ilsh Run” and hosted by Lord Maedhros. Horse race would be liberal use of the term however as not everyone rode a horse and many of us who did rode spectral or… decaying horses.
The track had to be altered from it’s original course due to recent rockfalls blocking off central Ilshenar. As a result, we were to take a more lengthy path, starting at Compassion Shrine and ending at Valor Shrine.
Though I started off well, my horse’s decaying bones began to unravel and half-way along the course it became slow going. The ultimate winner was Governor Winfield leading some to question his moniker of “Old Man”. He claimed it was experience, but I suspect some kind of necromancy or perhaps a magical portrait. Who can say!
For our troubles, we all received a special robe and I then had to retire for the night as I could feel the daemons of sleeping clawing at me.