Wednesday, November 5, 2014
What I've Been Working On
Since I've gotten back to Rochester, I've received copies of the 1e AD&D Monster Manual, Oriental Adventures, and the 5E Monster Manual in the mail.
I spent a good chunk of Sunday playing with the yearly/monthly
Along the way I hammered out an easy calendar for Vadhyislavia, composed of 12 months of 30 days each, broken down into four seasons, with five "empty" days filling out the year, which aren't part of any month; they're tacked on at the end of the calendar and local beliefs suggest these days are particularly unlucky days to be born or die, and that the forces of evil are more active during these "Dark Days." I think I remember reading that the ancient Egyptians had this concept of "empty" days at the end of the calendar year, but I'm not sure. I threw a couple major festivals/holy days/other celebrations in each month. The calendar for Vadhyislavia is set so that the year begins on the first day of spring.
I've begun work on a preliminary list of local superstitions, like "it's unlucky to deliver your baby during the Dark Days" and "if a pregnant woman kisses you during the Feast of Spring, you will experience a good harvest in the fall" but I'm not sure how many is too many/not enough.
And between the town of Barschental and the calendar of events I rolled up out of OA, the beginnings of a campaign suggest themselves...
Your characters have been celebrating the annual Feast of Spring in Barschental; drinking deeply from meadhorns and filling your face with joints of roasted mutton and creamy, buttery pastries, dancing with old friends and complete strangers, taking in the Pageant of Beauties hosted by the priestesses of the Sacred Mother (or perhaps joining in with the Clerics of Law in scowling disapproval of the gyrating hips and low-cut blouses of the voluptuous Sacred dancers). As the evening wears on, the temperature takes a sudden downturn and the wind picks up. Snow begins falling, lightly at first and then furiously as the Feast is interrupted by a freak, late-season blizzard...