I am the Ancient. I am the Land.
My beginnings are lost in the darkness of the past. I am not dead. Nor am I alive. I am undead, forever.
—Tome of Strahd
What else can I say except that I was extremely nervous about running a game for a group of sighties. Well, sighties is the term I use for people that can see, a lovely term of endearment at least. It isn’t that I don’t know my stuff, it isn’t that I don’t make mistakes, but it is unknown. I’ve largely ran for a group of people that are either very low vision or no vision at all, so it has became a comfort zone of sorts. I like routines, but I don’t like comfort zones, so I really want to do this.
Where my concern comes in is I don’t use maps, I don’t use tactile indicaters, I don’t even use miniatures. Granted I do collect them, but when running a game for Knights of the Braille, we use Theater or is it Theatre of the Mind; meaning to describe the scene and not using maps etc. I don’t know if it is easier for a sighted person to run for blind/low vision people, as I never did that or if it is easier for a blind/low vision person to run for sighties.
We had our first session on May 13, 2023 and it seemed to go very well; everyone had a good time, so I musta done something right. This blog will keep track of this progress and this adventure of my own as we move Into the Mists.