When I was young and impressionable, my parents let me sit in front of the TV watching Hercules movies and other shows of questionable quality. We then moved to Belgium for several years, where I roamed museums and castles filled with weapons and armor. Solitude gave me ample opportunity to peruse many peculiar books as well. As a result, I developed an early fondness for assorted weapons and the study of strategy. I later worked at the Renaissance Pleasure Faire teaching the fine art of archery. Assorted veterans from the Vietnam War and other conflicts taught me dark secrets over the years. I'm afraid I have never completely recovered.
If you encounter "Lord Mhor" or "lordmhor" on the internet it's probably me, or perhaps someone pretending to be me.
In 1977, I joined the "Society for Creative Anachronism" where we cheerfully pummel each other with blunt weapons after donning suitable armor, then retire to pavilions for ribald feasting. By wielding swords, maces, cookware, and a willing spirit, I received an Award of Arms from the Kingdom of the West, earned the right to call myself "Lord Deron Creag Mhor", and was gifted with the Coat of Arms above.
I eventually went on to study biophysics and rhetoric. I learned that hot air is actually extremely powerful stuff.
I've play-tested a number of role-playing publications and currently run games at several conventions in the San Francisco Bay Area of California using the Savage Worlds RPG system . To learn more about this, CLICK HERE.
I'm also the Northwest US Correspondent for Roleplayers Chronicle. For a list of some published articles, CLICK HERE.
Right. Enough about me. Please use the social networking icons above to connect and keep track of the latest news. Farewell!