Friday, July 12, 2024

Five Parsec From Home - Campaign Creation, Turn 1.1

 

INVASION IMMINENT. It was all over the news. The bugs were coming. Holo-tickers scrolled across the tops of buildings, warning of evacuation. The AI news reporters had been talking about it for days.

Most of those who could afford to had already paid for off-planet extraction. Those who couldn't pay hoped to find their way to government escape ships. For some, this, like any crisis, was a time for money to be made.

Stepping into an alley shanty town, Molly ducked into the small tin and wood shelter she and her friends called home. Not everyone in Duplantier had money. She saw Christina crouched on the ground, siphoning water through a small purifier. Selling clean water was what had been keeping them fed the last few weeks. Molly tucked the heavy carpet they used for a door to one side, hefting it up over a board to keep it in place. Christina looked up, her eyes squinting at the sunlight.

“I found us a job,” she said, “It's not much, but it might help us get out of here.”

“What kind of job?” Molly asked.

“Nothing much. There's a hanger over near the spaceport. They're loading up small shuttles and such to supply the larger ships. Responsive Acquisitions wants someone to grab a package from there before everything gets launched.”

A package. For Acquisitions. Best not to ask.

Molly raised an eyebrow, “Is Chloe back?”

Christina brushed a lock of pinkish brown hair out of her yes, “She's out trying to sell that stuff she found the other day.”

Molly nodded, “Well, I'll pack up what little we have.” She thought of the bugs invading, reflecting on the stories her father had told her as a kid. “We do the job tonight?”

“Yeah. Then we see if we can get outta here.”

*****

Thus begins my first Five Parsecs From Home campaign. Five Parsecs is a solo storytelling/miniatures game from Modiphius Entertainment which pits a star ship crew against a number of enemies and situations. Much of the game is table and dice driven, with a lot of random elements used to create characters and situations. This randomness acts as a prompt for the storytelling aspect of the game. The miniature portion is used to resolve any battles that may come up.

At its most basic, the game consists of pre-campaign setup, which includes character creation, then a number of campaign turns that are split into three phases: Pre-battle, battle, and post-battle. I've opted to play a 20 turn campaign.

For my game, I'm using both the core rules, and those from the Five Parsecs Compendium, which adds a number of variants to the base game.

For my first campaign, I've opted to use the following options from the Compendium:

  • Starting in the Gutter
  • Psionics
  • Dramatic Combat
  • Factions
  • Expanded Missions and Quests
  • Expanded Connections and Factions
  • Casualties and Injuries
  • Fringe World Strife
  • Loans

I'll go into each of these as they come up.

To begin a campaign, players first need to create a Crew. The standard number of characters in a crew is six, but, because I'm using the Starting in the Gutter option, I'll be starting with a crew of three. There are a few ways to create characters, but the most interesting is to use dice and the rule book tables to generate each character's attributes. Statistics are based on the character's race, attributes, background, and motivation, all of which can be randomly generated.

For my crew, I generated three human characters. Being a sci-fi game, alien races are common, but humans are the most common. After generating the characters, I generated their starting weapons and equipment. Due to Starting in The Gutter, none of my characters could have military grade items, and started with fewer items than a standard crew. They also begin with no money and without a starship of their own, so they are planet bound at the beginning. Thus, the crew is starting off poor, with hopes of one day earning enough money for their own ship.

Molly's Marauders

Here are the characters that I generated, along with the the back stories that I imagined for them.

MOLLY WHITE - Leader
Species: Human
Background: Military Brat
Motivation: Political
Class: Ganger
Experience: 0
Reactions: 2 (Human + Ganger)
Speed: 4" (Human)
Combat: +1 (Military Brat)
Toughness: 3 (Human)
Savvy: +0 (Human)
Luck: 1 (Leader)

Hand Gun (Dramatic Weapons Rules)
Range: 9"
Shots: 1
Damage: 0
Traits: Pistol (+1 Brawl, +1 Combat within 6")

Molly White, captain of “Molly's Marauders,” was born into a military family on Sarail III. She spent her childhood moving from duty station to duty station with her father, who raised her on tales of his military incursions on distant planets. As a teen, she was stranded on Fuller III when her father was killed during a hover-car accident there. She began living on the streets, with an eye on the government, who, despite her father's contributions to Unity, gave no help to a military orphan.

CHRISTINA NAVARRO - Crew
Species: Human
Background: Tech Guild
Motivation: Discovery
Class: Enforcer
Experience: 0
Reactions: 1 (Human)
Speed: 4" (Human)
Combat: +1 (Enforcer)
Toughness: 3 (Human)
Savvy: +2 (Tech Guild + Discovery)
Luck: 0 (Human)

Hand Gun (Dramatic Weapons Rules)
Range: 9"
Shots: 1
Damage: 0
Traits: Pistol (+1 Brawl, +1 Combat within 6")
 

Twenty-five year-old Christina Navarro has always been a techie. As a child, her intense curiosity led her disassemble a number of her parent's electronics, as well as wreaking havoc on a few of their smart home's features as she tried to discover how they all worked. Later in life, she began attending university, but soon found herself with a fringe crowd of students selling black-market technology. This led her to being kicked out of both university, and her parent's home. While living on the street, she and her friend Chloe met Molly White. The trio became fast friends, and formed a small family for the sake of street survival.

CHLOE SHEPHERD - Crew
Species: Human
Background: Wasteland Nomad
Motivation: Discovery
Class: Enforcer
Experience: 0
Reactions: 2 (Human + Wasteland Nomad)
Speed: 4" (Human)
Combat: +1 (Enforcer)
Toughness: 3 (Human)
Savvy: +1 (Discovery)
Luck: 0 (Human)

Scrap Pistol (Dramatic Weapons Rules)
Range: 7"
Shots: 1
Damage: 0
Traits: Pistol (+1 Brawl, +1 Combat within 6")

Born in the western desert of the northern continent on Fuller III, Chloe Shepherd made her way to the space port of Duplantier's Place when her nomadic family passed by on their way to their winter hunting grounds. Chloe's interest in the bright lights, whizzing hover-cars, and bustling city was intense enough to cause her to stay after her tribe had moved on after stocking up on supplies. Jobless, Chloe soon fell in with the street merchants, acting as a guard for various suppliers. It was here that she met Christina Navarro, who was selling technology to a local buyer.

After creating characters, the next step to beginning a campaign is to determine the group's weapons and gear, as a whole, then assign that equipment to each character. In some cases, that equipment is kept on the crew's ship, or, in my case, in the group's hovel. In addition to what each character is carrying, I rolled for the following items: Scrap Pistol (x2); Purifier
(+1 Credit per turn); Fake ID (+1 to obtain a license); Beam Light (+3 Visibility in low light)

After creating a crew (and, usually, a ship), the next step in a Five Parsecs From Home game is to begin Turn 1. To begin the turn, it is first determined if the crew is going to travel to a new planet. In my case, the crew has no ship, so they will not be traveling. I do, however, still need to create the planet that they are on.

Using the dice and tables for planet creation, the planet of Fuller III was born.

Fuller III
Fuller III, at the moment, is a politically and militarily stable planet, with the largest city, home to a space port, being Duplantier's Place, often called just Duplantier for short. Though stable, the planet is under threat of invasion, which could occur at any moment. For the population, psionic beings are unusual, but not unheard of.

For each planet that a crew travels to, it must be determined if they need a license to operate as hired contractors for jobs. In the case of Fuller III, licensing is required, but my crew has a Fake ID, which allowed them to forge a license. Nicely, this random roll on the equipment able fit nicely with my already constructed story.

Also when a crew visits a new planet, it must be determined if they have any Patrons (people who will pay them to do jobs) or Rivals (people who are enemies of the crew). In my case, the crew received one Patron during character creation, and no rivals, as this is the first campaign turn. I've opted to call their patron Suzuki Kansuki, a wealthy individual who is willing to pay handsomely when work needs to be one.

Using the Compendium's optional rules, planets may also have factions vying for the crew's attentions. In the case of Fuller III, three factions were randomly rolled: a Criminal Enterprise, a Political Movement, and an Advocacy Group.


With the planet created, it's time to start playing the first phase of the turn. First, the crew must pay 1 Credit for upkeep (things like food, clothing, and general goods). While my crew has no money to start with, they were able to avoid debt by having a Purifier, which generates 1 Credit per campaign turn. So, we don't go into debt, but there's still no money to buy goods or a ship.

Next, each character is assigned a task. In my crew's case, one character went out to look for work, one went recruiting for more crew members, and one went to trade items. In my story, Christina Navarro was able to find a second Patron, which allowed me to choose between two different jobs that were offered to the crew. With a Criminal Enterprise as a planet faction, and “Secretive Group” rolled for the second Patron, I opted to create a sort of underground buyer, called “Responsive Acquisitions.” After rolling up the random jobs offered by each Patron, I decided to have the group work for the acquisition company. The pay isn't as good, but the danger is less, and, with an invasion coming, less danger seemed like a good idea.

With a job determined, Molly went out to find a new crew member. Because I am starting with less than six characters, adding a new member is free. I created Darwishi Kassis, who will show up in the next phase.

DARWISHI KASSIS - Crew
Species: Human
Background: Unknown
Motivation: Unknown
Class: Unknown
Experience: 0
Reactions: 1 (Human)
Speed: 4" (Human)
Combat: +0 (Human)
Toughness: 3 (Human)
Savvy: +0 (Human)
Luck: 0 (Human)

Hand Gun (Dramatic Weapons Rules)
Range: 9"
Shots: 1
Damage: 0
Traits: Pistol (+1 Brawl, +1 Combat within 6")

Finally, my third character, Chloe, went trading. Trading represents the character bartering for and selling small items, which, in Turn 1, resulted in the crew earning 2 Credits. Good news! We're poor, but not completely broke.

Phase two of the turn is the miniatures phase, where the crew will do the job assigned to them. I've been working on acquiring miniatures, getting them painted up, and building terrain. Once all of that is complete, I'll be able to play out the next section of the story.

Sunday, June 9, 2024

Japanese Torii

Torii with miniature for scale.
 
Recently I discovered the solo miniatures game Five Parsecs From Home from Modiphius Entertainment.  The game, which has a sort of Firefly meets Cyberpunk feel to it, is sort of a story generator that uses randomized prompts to create characters and narratives, with battles played out on a small board with terrain and miniatures.  Like many people my age, my first introduction to the Cyberpunk genre was William Gibson's Neuromancer complete with its urban Japanese high-tech future setting.  So, while thinking about possible terrain for Five Parsecs, my mind automatically went to Japan, and one of the most iconic Japanese symbols, the torii gate.

I started by quickly looking up images online, finding a nice image of a torii with dimensions.  I printed this out for reference, then found that the printed size was already perfect for 32mm miniatures.  This happy coincidence let me use the printed image to measure off all the bits I would need.

The perfect size.

The first step was to cut two Hashira, or uprights.  Fortunately I had a 1/2" dowel that was the perfect diameter.  Next was the addition of the Nuki, the section spanning between the Hashira.  I notched each dowel, then laminated three 1/4" square pieces together for the nuki.  I used the same process for the Gakuuka (center) and the Shimaki (lower span).  The shimaki was sanded a bit to introduce the decorative angles.


 Next was the Kasagi, or upper part of the span.  To simulate the upward sweep of the ends, I glued small bits of popsicle stick to the ends, then sanded them to shape.

 

Kasagi Ends  

With the kasagi finished, the woodwork was done.

Finished woodwork.

Base details were added by wrapping the uprights with card stock, and glue 28mm bases to the bottoms.

It stands!

Then, on to the wood pile.  Er, paint shop.  I hit the entire thing with a rattle can of "Colonial Red," then used craft paint to color the bases and kasagi black, as seen in the opening photo, giving it a traditional color scheme.

Traditional color would be vermilion, but I substituted Colonial Red


Finally, a shot of my workspace.  Yes, I have two desks in the room.  Yes, both are filled with partially done projects.  Yes, I tend to work cross-legged on the floor anyway.

My build area. Comfy if your knees can take it.


Tuesday, May 21, 2024

Old Stone Fort

Earlier this month, as a friend of a friend, I was able to take part in a small invite-only event at the Old Stone Fort in Schoharie, New York. The event represented a gathering of New York militia, circa 1775, gathering to discuss some pre-war issues relating to the area, and to do a little training.

Old Stone Fort, Schoharie, New York

Since my usual Warner's Regiment gear is more tailored toward a 1777 frontier farmer who has been on campaign for a few years, I needed to borrow some more civilian tailored clothing. Fortunately, there was a lovely dark green coat and waistcoat that fit me perfectly.

Well, the coat fit. The waistcoat was like stuffing me into a sausage casing. Fortunately wool stretches.

Having some morning coffee.

This was a pretty low key event, but taking part in a reenactment in a different area from where I usually reenact was interesting. The history of upstate New York is much different than the history of Vermont, with it's own version of the immigrants who settled there, the native tribes they interacted with, and the politics of the area. Even the architecture was slightly different, which I was able to see in an original house that I was given a tour of.


Traveling blacksmith setup.

The site's beautiful bake oven.

For most of the event, my job was to look the part of an 18th century civilian. I mainly did this by walking around and being introduced to people from other units who were taking part in the weekend. I also spent a decent amount of time ogling the site's bake oven, which was fired up Friday night, and the portable setup of a local blacksmith who was doing demonstrations.

Putting the oven to use.  

Taking advantage of the forge.
Taking advantage of the forge.

For the militia portion of the event, there was a very small 10 minute or so drill, where we fired about three rounds as a display for the crowd. While my regular unit generally fights in open order at the knee as light infantry, we do train in how to fight in close order as regular infantry. As such, I didn't have much trouble with the drill. The main thing that threw me off was the count. While both Warner's and the amalgamated unit with which I was wit use the 1768 Manual of Arms, Warner's does it on a one count, making a move with every count of one. The amalgamated unit used a two count, where they would count out loud “One! Two!” then move. I found out later that this count was specified in an early New York militia manual. The small difference did throw me off though.



Militia formed for training.

Like most reenactments, I was very tired by the end of the weekend, but I'm glad that I attended. I was able to meet a number of people who had I heard of online, but never met in person, take part in something in a new area, and learn a bit of history that I didn't know before. Overall, a very pleasant trip.

Thursday, May 9, 2024

Time Travel

 Reenacting season has started up again here in the northeast.  Back in the beginning of April, I wrote up a short bit on social media about those "time travel" moments that we all seem to have.  It's been suggested that it should be a blog post, so...


There's a phenomenon in the historical reenacting world where, sometimes, just for a split second, you get transported back in time, and you're *there.* Listening to the sleet hitting the window tonight, I started thinking about some of those moments.

The first was at my first reenactment at Bennington. I was new and had no idea what I was doing. While we were waiting to go on the field, we were staged in the woods, keeping an eye out for redcoats. One of the veterans whispered, "Don't look for the red. Look for the white trim on their hats. It shows up in the woods." I looked into the forest ahead of me, suddenly feeling the anticipation that something was about to start. I was there.

One time at Ticonderoga, we were again in the woods, spaced out amongst the trees, on lookout. There was no noise. We were all silent, intent on spotting any movement. Suddenly, directly in front of me, a bright white eyeball surrounded by red face paint slowly peered out from behind a tree. A shiver went down my spine. The natives had snuck up on us. I was there.

At Ethan Allen Homestead, during a winter gathering, I approached the house while a soft fluffy snow filtered down around me, clinging to my coat and hat. As I got closer, there was a warm glowing candle in the front window. I was there, a cold settler coming home.

Again at Ticonderoga, we were headed to the battlefield, taking a route through the woods. We were ordered to move quietly. As I came up over a small rise, I looked along the path down the hill ahead of me. 100 or so men were moving silently, in single file, without a word. I think we were all there.

Sturbridge, standing in formation with the rest of the Continentals on the street. A young girl came out of a house across the street to water the garden. She looked both curious and cautious, just as someone would when an army arrives and takes over their town. I was there.

And one I remembered the other day. At Bennington. We were spread out in an open line, preparing to go into battle. Our chaplain, Reverend Blakesly, said a short prayer, as he finished the words meant to give us strength and courage, I started seeing movement in the trees. Loyalist militia were approaching. I was there.