While working today, I ran across a customer who lives on Kossuth road. (Kossuth being a god of fire in Forgotten Realms.) Anybody else have examples of D&D in strange places?
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There's a neighborhood in Carmichael, CA that takes it's street names from all the various gods of mythology. I had a buddy that lived on Odin Way. Driving through the area was like driving through the Deities and Demigods book.
Something specific to D&D...but not really, is a winery in Sonoma County that is Greyhawk Vineyards. As much as I can tell they must sell their grapes to a larger vintner as I haven't found a Greyhawk wine bottle anywhere. If and when I do, I may have to send a bottle to Erik Mona.
I ran into a man whose last name was the name of one of my first characters--Asarol.
I live at 16 Orcus Bay Crescent. Weird, cuz there is no Orcus bay in the world as far as I know, unless that's where they got the name from.
Even weirder, I used to live in an apartment building in NYC called The Jubilex Arms.
Strangest thing, my mother's maiden name was PelorGrummsh.
And I, well I am the king of France! (or a lowly second level fibber with a martial proficiency in two-handed bull$#!+)
There's a neighborhood in Carmichael, CA that takes it's street names from all the various gods of mythology. I had a buddy that lived on Odin Way. Driving through the area was like driving through the Deities and Demigods book.
That's awesome! I wanna live on Odin Way...'Course, we have Diablo way in our town.
Something specific to D&D...but not really, is a winery in Sonoma County that is Greyhawk Vineyards. As much as I can tell they must sell their grapes to a larger vintner as I haven't found a Greyhawk wine bottle anywhere. If and when I do, I may have to send a bottle to Erik Mona.
Neat! Greyhawk Vineyards...I like it.
I danced in a sword fight in the alley last weekend. I ended up killing three people in combat, and some crunchy screaming he was a wizard.
I live in Atlanta, GA. This sort of thing happens all the time around here. Rumors say there are open portal(s) somewhere under the city, but I haven't found it yet.
not really...
About an hour out of New York City there is a Rivendell winery. Not D&D exactly but I thought it fit the theme.
Davis, CA, which I recently moved from :( has a neat neighborhood called Village Homes where all of the street names are taken from Lord of the Rings.
There is Orcas Island in the San Juans in WA--pronounced like Orcus, but I think it's named after the large number of what we used to call "killer whales" in the area.
*makes bardic knowledge check* Lajos Kossuth was a 19th century Hungarian patriot--I think he was somehow involved in the 1848 revolution in Hungary that forced the Habsburgs to be a little less autocratic, and was thus celebrated in this country as a hero of democracy, during an era when many European refugees from the 1848 revolutions were resettling here.
Here in Columbus, OH (home of Origins) there is a Kossuth Street. A good friend lived there for a while.
There is also Druid Street, Arcadia Avenue, Walhalla Road, Midgard Road, Brynhild Road, and Mimring Road.
…aaand a Dunedin, but that’s not quite Dunedan.
…aaand a Dunedin, but that’s not quite Dunedan.
I was about to mention every one of those streets. I remember the first time I was going to Schmidt's for food and the directions read "turn left on Kossuth." All I could think of were a few Black Flame Zealots appearing behind my and incinerating everyone!
In France there is a village named Sauron...and the name of my old cat was Bilbo Baggins...But of course the last one was completely intentional !! ;)
Is it bad when I read a customer's address that's abbreviated "Middlebury TPK" and instead of reading "Turnpike" I automatically think "Middlebury Total Party Kill?"
Made me wake up pretty quick this morning.
Today after work I was getting my truck's annual safety and emission inspection done and the guy that did the job asked me if I was a gamer. I was reading Dragon magazine in the waiting room. I told him yes and we got to talking. He's a 23 year old who's running an Eberron campaign for 8 players, telling me that he has six players waiting to get a spot in his campaign.
That's pretty cool....I sometimes feel like I'm an isolated weirdo 'cuz I never encounter gamers outside the FLGS (and even then only rarely) and no one I know outside of my gaming group knows anyone who's played D&D in recent years. That's why I like these Paizo message boards so much....it was actually kind of weird to verbally talk to a live person, stranger subclass, about D&D.
...it was actually kind of weird to verbally talk to a live person, stranger subclass, about D&D.
I had this exact same experience tonight. Truly bizarre.
...it was actually kind of weird to verbally talk to a live person, stranger subclass, about D&D.I had this exact same experience tonight. Truly bizarre.
I work on gaming stuff during my lunch break in my office. I keep it quiet, as I don't want to deal with any repercussions for being outside the corporate norm. I was walking through one of the corridors in our building today and saw a girl with the 30th anniversary swag bag from Gen Con. It made me happy. =)
*casts thread resurrection*
Email. Subject Line "Dreams Demon Princes."
:O
(Didn't know it was Spam till after I opened it.)
It wasn't spam. It was deviled ham.
"badumpbump...kssssh!"
Devilled Spam spread. Popular in the 60's... a staple appetizer at many parties and college soirees.
SPAM® Meat Spread
1 can SPAM® luncheon meat
1 tablespoon vinegar
1 teaspoon prepared mustard
1/4 lb. cubed Velveeta or other process cheese
2 tablespoons melted butter
2 tablespoons sugar
1/4 cup catsup
1 teaspoon minced onion
Mash together and mix all ingredients well. (You may want to use a food processor.)
Use as spread on crackers or spread on potato rolls, cover tightly with foil and heat at 350 degrees.
Is Spam especially disgusting or do I think that because I'm a vegetarian?
Found on the cutting room floor, after editing "Fiendish Codex":
... this layer of the Abyss appears to be composed of rotting flesh, apparently the decomposing corpse of some long dead god... no, wait... you're actually inside a giant can of spam! There's only one way out! (hope you're hungry)...
Found on the cutting room floor, after editing "Fiendish Codex":... this layer of the Abyss appears to be composed of rotting flesh, apparently the decomposing corpse of some long dead god... no, wait... you're actually inside a giant can of spam! There's only one way out! (hope you're hungry)...
So then... follow me here... maybe each layer of the abyss exists within a dusty old can on a dusty old shelf in a delicatessen infrequented by giant beings. Now... what if we are those giant beings? Then I'd guess the terrifying question would be... which delicatessen? It could be the very one I bought this can of... what the?
HELLLLLLLp
I think we should have an Iron Chef: Battle Spam. I want to see chefs that are used to cooking with fois gras (GROSS), truffles and veal cook with Spam.
And yes, Spam is gross. Vile.
The sick part is I like it when my mom makes mac & cheese and tosses in Spam chunks. It has to be a mom thing.
I wonder if Spam could be used to intimidate players who die in the game. If ever they need to be brought back to life they have to Fear Factor down a Rubik's cube of psuedomeat off fine china. That'll create some real world fear of death.
Not really D&D directly, but still cool...
I saw a nail boutique called "Red Nails."
"Conan, what is the greatest thing in cometology?"
"To file down the nails of our customers before them, to buff them into submission, to cover their dominated nails in a layer of polish like the color of blood, and to hear the lamentations of their husbands when they receive the credit card bills."
And Conan did come to run his OWN nail salon, and sit at his OWN desk . . . and the smock sat upon heavy shoulders . . .
BUT THAT IS ANOTHER STORY . . .
Well, Vaasa (from FR) is also a town in Finland. And two gods of FR, Mielikki and Loviatar, come from Finnish mythology. And then there is Lassiviren...
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A few months ago I talked to a colleague from Staff Department. I mentioned that I had to leave earlier on that day in order to get a package from the U.S..
She instantly asked me if I was a roleplayer! *lol*
Even worse: she said that I reminded her of a friend of hers who was heavily into roleplaying. And she was soooo understanding! :p
Talking about not feeling weird? :ppp
Greetings,
Günther
P.S.
The good thing: I am in a rp group that is composed of people from four nations. A space physician, an actress, two students, a nurse, and a banker. The one thing we have in common is D&D.
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Well, Vaasa (from FR) is also a town in Finland. And two gods of FR, Mielikki and Loviatar, come from Finnish mythology. And then there is Lassiviren...
And the Vaasa was one of Sweden's biggest ships in the 15th/ 16th (?) century. Sunk due to the weight of its own adornments right in front of the swedish cost and was lifted a few years ago. Now supposed to be in some museum (trying to grasp fragments from my memory).
D&D terms in german: no geographical ones, I'd know about.
English and german topological names differ greatly.
Some monsters are directly taken from german myths/ fairy tales:
Doppelganger = Doppelgänger, i.e. someone's double or someone resembling very much a different person.
Poltergeist = Poltergeist, i.e. "rumbling ghost"
Kobolds exist in german, too.
And who knows, maybe in some old edition monster manual "Heinzelmännchen" (= small helpful benign kobolds) appeared, too. ;-)
Greetings,
Günther
P.S.
There was an error in the Ecology of the Wight:
The authour claims that the german term "Wicht" was an equivalent. That is not entirely true. "Wichte" are sprites, gnomes, or dwarves: small beings. Actually calling someone a "Wicht" means as much as "You wretched creature!"
And the Vaasa was one of Sweden's biggest ships in the 15th/ 16th (?) century. Sunk due to the weight of its own adornments right in front of the swedish cost and was lifted a few years ago. Now supposed to be in some museum (trying to grasp fragments from my memory).
Yup, and both names come from Swedish royal family of the time, starting from Gustav Vasa (or Wasa) and ending, I think, to Queen Christina. The spelling, however, is Vaasa only on the name of the town.