T’was twenty below, a cold winter’s night,
But all the dragons were out, much to our delight.
On her very first turns, Alicia the Brave,
Sent wizard and thief to a large beast’s cave.
On Wendy’s turns, wiz’ and thief went,
To another large dragon where they had been sent!
My son and I were not so shy!
Two dragons were picked to immediately die!
Two turns were gone and two dragons were dead,
With two pots to share, Ald and I were ahead!
Alicia and Wendy both wanted a kill,
But had not enough to make dragon blood spill.
When Wendy decided to place down her knight,
My thief finished the dragon, much to my delight!
“Ha, ha,” Wendy laughed, “I’ve got no loot to steal!”
“It’s still a good pot,” I replied, “Let’s make a deal!”
She had three cards invested, she had to concede,
I scored four more colors, I was now in the lead!
The next time around, with my wizard in play,
Wendy threw down her warrior and finished our prey.
With sand running out, we split the treasure in two,
Me forgetting to take all the reds I was due.
Said Wendy, “I’m sorry, but it’s part of the game!
If you don’t pay attention, I can’t take the blame!”
Somehow it just figures; the next turn came around,
And Wendy and I chopped a worm to the ground.
I split up the pot and gave her her choice,
“Not good enough,” she growled in a low, surly voice.
We haggled, we bargained, and I’m sure out of spite,
She refused when I tried to take just one measly white!
Though the pot was now forfeit, the market was open,
I could make some good deals, of that I was hopin’!
While Alicia was tough and Alden was fair,
Wendy pretended I just wasn’t there!
“Fair damsel,” I pleaded, “what you need, I have got!”
“Forget it,” she sneered, “you and your treasure can rot!”
The game soon would end, this battle of wills,
Could soon be decided by two final, big kills!
But two thieves were in play, what could I do?
Ald stole from me and then Wendy did, too!
The game now was over, time to take measure,
Of who now possessed the best pile of treasure!
The girls were unlucky, few jewels to hold,
Stuck with instead, piles of silver and gold.
Alden’s large pile seemed to closely match mine,
Indeed, he had more, 71-69!
“Oh, darn,” I whined, “it’s simply not fair!”
And favored the wife with a steely eyed glare!
A fun filled family game, but someone’s a grouch,
Because of my “mean play”, I would sleep on the couch!
(An evening play on January 1)
Awesome! Best session report of 2012 so far!
Thanks! (Hope you can still say that in November or December)