::A Geek in Korea::

Dice for D&D

I have completely gone off the deep end. A few weeks back, I ordered an entire pound of dice after being the first Dungeon Master for our group’s move to D&D 4.0. This was something of a “Feast or Famine” situation. The only way to get dice was to order them from the United States, and that required ridiculous amounts of shipping and handling fees. If I ordered a small set or two of dice, I’d pay nearly the same amount in shipping as if I paid for an entire POUND of dice. I decided to go all in and get the large set of dice.

There are seven dice needed for a game of D&D. Someone in the group was missing a pair of dice they needed to resolve some of the most common actions their character performed. He had been borrowing a spare d12 and some d8s to resolve rolls. Now with my excessive number of dice, I’ll be able to sell him a complete set he can use. It’s true that I could just give him the dice he needed, but then I’d break one of the sets I could possibly make. I have gone from no dice to having far too many, but if I start selling off the harder to obtain dice I’ll be stuck in the same situation he was in.

I myself now had two nice sets. One is black and semi-transparent like smoke, and the other is white with green flecks. I’m selling off a set of red dice that looks a lot like the dice picture above. I’ve got several more sets that fit a general color scheme, but are mixed and matched. In addition to that, I’ve got several dozens of spare d20’s of various colors.

My wife looked at all the dice I was sorting through and arranging and gave me the standard “Spousal non-pre-approved purchase questions.” She wanted to know how much I paid. Too much. How many dice I actually needed. Far less than the number I got. If anyone else was going to help me paid. In part. If I was happy I got it, and if I was going to use them. Absolutely, and yes often,  if possible.

She said that even thought she thought buying lots of dice was fine, as long as I was happy with it. She said she thought it was a lot of dice, but that she understood that I couldn’t get them in Korea easily so it wasn’t a problem I ordered so many.

This has sort of been a long time coming for me. Way back in middle school, I got exposed to Dungeons and Dragons. I had a basic D&D book, but had no way to play with anyone else because I lived in the middle of nowhere Ohio. Without dice to roll and play, I carried around a Scattergories d20 with letters and adapted it to a number it if I ever ran into someone that wanted to play. The only kid that played D&D in middle school was a demented pervert. I don’t use those words lightly, and I got creeped out by him big time. I gave up the game to start collecting comic books because those could be delivered to our house.

Now I’ve gone and purchased dice, and I live in a city with a foreigner population large enough to support a regular group of players. Better yet, no creepy perverts are involved! Horay!