No, I'm not talking about some of some of the current threads and dissuasions that have been going on lately. ![]()
I thought I would share a little tale of my adventure from this past Saturday that I ran for my group.
Now, as a general rule, I despise the "GMPC", but with this group I did run a NPC that was a permanent part of the group. He was the Group's Medic: Vertex.
So a little back story. Vertex is a Werbol, a small, four armed frog like creature, and a survivor of The Clone Wars. He served on some of the front lines as a combat medic. Well anyway, here we are 5 years before ANH, and my group hires him in as the medic, as no one took any medical skills. To be fair, we had a PC medic planned, but he dropped out right when the game began, and Vertex just became a fixture for the group. Vertex was a diligent medic, and always cared for his teammates, risking his own life on several occasions to get to a injured party member, then run across the battle to aid others. Vertex was not very vocal, and he shied away from the spot light. In one particular early battle, the group was taking fire and the Bouty Hunter of the Group order Vertex to take a shot, never one to mess around, Vertex quickly reached into his inner coat pocket and produced a small silvery object, he deftly pulled a plug from it, and tipped it back, quaffing down its contents, he then offered the BH some its intoxicating contents. Vetex, while small, had a rotund waistline, and he always seemed to be munching on cheesedogs. It was even thought that his medical backpack might actually be a cheesedog cooker. ![]()
In one situation, the group was assaulting a Black Sun Vigo, and took an elevator up, the two main characters stepped out and it was like a John Woo/Michael Bay fest. Well vertex never got out of the elevator, and is was called back down. After the mayhem was over, the elevator came back up with a ding, they turned to see it open, vertex was in the back corner shaking from intense fear, his other occupants were a Fallen Vigo, and a wierd short alien with razor sharp teeth. The rest of the encounter went good, and it has always been looked back at a nice humorous moment for Vertex.
So this last adventure was kind of a mess, long story short, the group had gotten themselves separated in an old Geonosian weapons factory, and a hideout of some Krath allied Imperials. Well, Vertex was with the groups hacker who was busy using the automated defenses to help the group out when a door blasted open! In stepped a blue skinned Imperial Inquisitor (they had met before), he ignited a yellow lightsaber and said to them both, you will die for your intrusion and insolence! Vetex yelled to Victor (the Slicer Player) to run, which he did, as he reached the door, he expected to have vertex right behind him, but he was not there! Victor looks back into the room in time to see vertex hit the lockdown down button for the control room, and see him get impaled by a yellow lightsaber. The Inquisitor looks at Victor just as the door door shuts and seals.
It was kind of quite for a few minutes, and I didn't push the issue about continuing, letting everyone have a moment. As I looked around the room, I saw three grown ass men, grabbing paper towels and dabing their eyes! I asked if everyone was ok, and I just got hand waves as no one could talk yet.
Now please do not misunderstand what I am saying here, I am in no way making fun of my group, or these men! I am not telling you this to make fun of them for having "emotions". I am telling you this as I am **** proud of my Group, and these players and for what I was able to accomplish. I was able to create something that these players felt a connection with, and when I took it away, it hurt them, and they were not afraid to show it. I could not believe what I was looking at though, men that I had known for about six months were weeping becuase of what I had done to them and the story that I wanted to tell!
Yes, I had been planning the demise of Vertex for a little while now, and it won't stop with him. But to me this is what the game is about, not about trying to "beat" my players, or "outsmart" them, and change the rules on them. That was a narrative and cinematic moment that required no house rules, no dice rolling, just a punch in the gut. Now they have a combined hatred for this enemy, and a personal factor for wanting to put him down.
So I just wanted to share with everyone, a grand and epic moment from my game. And in seeing some of the recent stuff around here, I figured now would be a good time for a thread that was something different.
While I didn't get into the explicit details of the entire situation, I would love to hear feedback, thoughts and opinions on this. Thanks. (Maybe a non argument can become "hot")
RIP little buddy.
