Izahir
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September 2023 Battle of the Arts - Harvest Festival
Izahir replied to Amayonnaise's topic in Announcements
IGN: Arcturus_2000 DISCORD: izahir CATEGORY: Minecraft Skin TITLE OF YOUR PIECE: Grape stomping, yay! -
Vroth Onyxheart presents DOMINION A dwarven game for everyday fun and taunts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "After leaving the tavern Vroth was left with the feeling that he hadn't trully broken the ice with the two dwarves he had met. Despite his fondness for drinking till' failure and encouraging fights he thought like dwarves were lacking something to make the fun sparkle with ease. At that moment, his restless mind started concocting some kind of game that he could bring everywhere to share with the dwed. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The game: This is the depiction of the board where the game is played. It is interactable by the player who can select the tiles to make his play. In the rest of the images the rules are explained and a game example is shown. (Page 6: A friendly reminder for all the "He won't notice" players) Example game: [!] Two dwarves walk into the tavern and take seat in a nearby table, one in front of the other Dwarf1 carries a leather bag of rectangular shape of which he extracts a thin wooden board with a carved grid similiar to diamond shape. The wood in the holes of the grid show a dark wrinkled pattern. He also pulls out a pouch of black rocks and other of small pebbles accompanied by two small dices, of 3 and 6 sides. Dwarf2 sets the board in place and picks the pebbles pouch. He says "Oe if I beat you by more than 25 drinks are on you" Dwarf1 replies "You will regret challenging me fellah" [!] Both dwarves roll the 6 dice, Dwarf 1 wins by rolling a 6 and starts the game Dwarf1 rolls 3, picks his three black rocks and places them on the board adjacent to each other. (Presses done and drops the book to his opponent) Dwarf2 rolls 2 and places his tiles (Presses done and gives the book to his oponent) [!] The game goes on until there are no possible moves besides filling ones side of the board The last dwarf to place tile in this situation fills his side of the map to make counting easier The Victor is decided with 36 tiles, free drinks for him hurray! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Final considerations: This is my first post so I appreciate any feedback on the format. Taking an external look to the game it might seem a bit wonky to play with the book interchanging and the copy and paste but after the first game i'd say it becomes fluid. You can choose to roll higher number (like 4) to make the game quicker but for the size of the region I believe 3 is the most balanced. There are different configurations of the starting positions of the players so there some room for different playstlyles. Finally a big thanks to the people that have been helping me since I've joined the server and to the wonderful dwarves I rp'd with at the tavern. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "A chilly breeze stirred the leaves in front of the tavern...."
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(Note: race is supposed to be Dark Dwarf but i couldn't find it in the dropdown) The tunnel's light shimmered dimly with an amber glow, casting shadows on the dark stone. Amidst those shadows laid a strange figure crouched on its knees, holding a stone with reverence. Through the rusted rings that covered his arms, an ashen gray skin reflected the light dully. His hair was whitish like a cloud, with a short beard blurring his face. Under his bushy eyebrows, two dark eyes stared into the small boulder he was holding. Dwarves think they know darkness – it's all around them, black stones, black coal, black obsidian... but the darkness in his eyes was something else. It was deep like a lake with no bottom and a sky with no stars but irradiated faintly with an unrecognizable energy. He stood up and walked calmly to a small creek beside the tunnel where he washed the stone he was carrying. When he finished washing, he sat down with his legs crossed and brought the rock to his ear, as if seeking to hear it like one listens to a seashell. Then he spoke softly: "What dwells within you?" He tapped two times with his knuckles and said in a daring tone: "Ah, if they could listen to you like I do, they wouldn't laugh and mock. They don't understand, we could have it all!" Suddenly, he swung the stone against the rocky ground, shattering it into two big pieces. He peeked at the half he was holding with a smug smile, but when he saw nothing but plain stone his expression shattered, and his face went blank, dejected. After a few moments in that state, he stood up and in the blink of an eye, threw the stone against a wall, smashing it. He then walked toward the darkness in the tunnel, arms hanging and head low, his mind transported to his infancy when he was thought to be a bad omen and ran off to live stray. He remembered the old dwarf that had put him to work in exchange for food. It was tough but at first anger fueled him. Then as the work taught him about the mountain and its secrets he began feeling strange, a different motivation growing inside him. His pale skin and odd eyes had caused him many troubles fitting in, but nobody cared as long as the job was done. Working hard all his life to survive in the mines had changed him. While others saw, he looked, and when others heard, he listened. Or at least sometimes he did. Lately, his thoughts were off; he couldn't focus, and the only thing that comforted him was the cold darkness of the dwarven mines. In the back of his mind, there was the thought that maybe it was time to look for something else. He thought to wander off again, or maybe he just had to delve deeper into the mountain in search of what his heart longed for. Time would tell.
