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Nov. 10th, 2003
Michael spielt in Deutchland...
Nov. 10th, 2003 08:53 pmWell, I have the details of my little excursion here- I will be taking advantage of LJ-cut to avoid boring those of you with no interest in gaming stuff, or the finer details of warlord games.
Anyway, on Friday, we headed up to the airport. Which is where the first problem occurred. My friend, who was driving, is noted for his tardiness, and underestimated the M25. If I'd been consulted on travel arrangements, we'd have left earlier- I've lived in London, and know what it's like...
Anyway, as a result, we missed the plane (by about 5 minutes), and I spent some uncomfortable hours asleep in the airport, before catching an early flight on Saturday.
After a little trouble with a taxi driver who didn't know where we were going, we arrived literally just in time for the first round of the European Singles tournament.
( Gaming stuff- avoid if that sort of thing bores you... )
In the end, I placed 44th out of 130. So close to doing a lot better, but them's the breaks. And 44th out of some of the 130 top players in the world from 10 different countries is no shame. But next time I'll do better...
In a way, I was lucky, because I didn't get throught to the final elimination rounds, I was available to take part in the Strategic Warlord event...
( More gaming stuff to avoid... )
So woo, yay me, I won that...got a nice shiny medal and some prize in the form of some more cards.
Next day, we had the World Doubles, where I was paired with the 2002 European Champion, a friend of mine. Unfortunately, unlike many of the teams there, we had not planned our decks to work together. That said, we still did fairly well...
( Does it never end?... )
After finishing that event, I had free time to spare. Now, I feel the need to digress a little to explain the importance of what I managed to pull off.
At normal tournaments, like the ones that I sometimes run, there is occasionally the chance to use a deck to challenge a special, extra-hard Overlord deck. If you win, you keep the deck. At large torunaments (at least 40+ people), there will be a couple of people allowed to run Dragon Lord tournaments. If you have an unsigned Overlord from a challenge, you can approach one of these people to ask to challenge a Dragon Lord. These decks are designed to be extreemely hard to beat, and after each challenge, the Overlord you used is signed, and thus cannot be used again.
There are two different Dragon Lords, Aldrich von Grossentir, who is the slightly easier of the two, and Draxon Rhull, who is generally harder. Earlier this year at another major tournament, I became one of the handful of people in Europe to be able to beat Aldrich (there's also about 20 or so people in America who've managed it, but large tournaments are more frequent there). Of those who've beaten Dragon Lords, few have done it more than once. On the Sunday, I picked up my copy of Draxon Rhull...
( Final cut... )
In the evening, there was pizza for all, and I spent a fair amount of time tranlslating German to English, German to French, French to English, and French to German, as well as giving directions to taxi drivers and suchlike. I swear I don't know how Brits manage abroad without a language speaker...
So, after all that, I flew back to England on the Monday, and ended up catching a train home. Which was delayed 50 minutes. Ahhh, the joys of the good old UK...
Anyway, on Friday, we headed up to the airport. Which is where the first problem occurred. My friend, who was driving, is noted for his tardiness, and underestimated the M25. If I'd been consulted on travel arrangements, we'd have left earlier- I've lived in London, and know what it's like...
Anyway, as a result, we missed the plane (by about 5 minutes), and I spent some uncomfortable hours asleep in the airport, before catching an early flight on Saturday.
After a little trouble with a taxi driver who didn't know where we were going, we arrived literally just in time for the first round of the European Singles tournament.
( Gaming stuff- avoid if that sort of thing bores you... )In the end, I placed 44th out of 130. So close to doing a lot better, but them's the breaks. And 44th out of some of the 130 top players in the world from 10 different countries is no shame. But next time I'll do better...
In a way, I was lucky, because I didn't get throught to the final elimination rounds, I was available to take part in the Strategic Warlord event...
( More gaming stuff to avoid... )So woo, yay me, I won that...got a nice shiny medal and some prize in the form of some more cards.
Next day, we had the World Doubles, where I was paired with the 2002 European Champion, a friend of mine. Unfortunately, unlike many of the teams there, we had not planned our decks to work together. That said, we still did fairly well...
( Does it never end?... )After finishing that event, I had free time to spare. Now, I feel the need to digress a little to explain the importance of what I managed to pull off.
At normal tournaments, like the ones that I sometimes run, there is occasionally the chance to use a deck to challenge a special, extra-hard Overlord deck. If you win, you keep the deck. At large torunaments (at least 40+ people), there will be a couple of people allowed to run Dragon Lord tournaments. If you have an unsigned Overlord from a challenge, you can approach one of these people to ask to challenge a Dragon Lord. These decks are designed to be extreemely hard to beat, and after each challenge, the Overlord you used is signed, and thus cannot be used again.
There are two different Dragon Lords, Aldrich von Grossentir, who is the slightly easier of the two, and Draxon Rhull, who is generally harder. Earlier this year at another major tournament, I became one of the handful of people in Europe to be able to beat Aldrich (there's also about 20 or so people in America who've managed it, but large tournaments are more frequent there). Of those who've beaten Dragon Lords, few have done it more than once. On the Sunday, I picked up my copy of Draxon Rhull...
( Final cut... )In the evening, there was pizza for all, and I spent a fair amount of time tranlslating German to English, German to French, French to English, and French to German, as well as giving directions to taxi drivers and suchlike. I swear I don't know how Brits manage abroad without a language speaker...
So, after all that, I flew back to England on the Monday, and ended up catching a train home. Which was delayed 50 minutes. Ahhh, the joys of the good old UK...
