Anyway, last Friday Hardy and I got banished from the Joy Pad to skulk the streets of Oslo. Our apartment was gleefully squatted by a ragtag team of women soccer players, and our welcome could quickly get overstayed. So we packed our bags with the beer we could carry, a bottle of gin for good measure, and threw a pile of 93/94 decks on top.
Some light skulking later we arrived at the home of Jørgen, a local Eternal Viking with a collection to put the average GP to shame. We're talking full Alpha P9 and more black-bordered Volcanic Islands than Hawaii after a BP oil spill. I never met him before, but I've slowly come to realize over the last six months that the Eternal Mtg underground in Oslo goes deep. For a moderately sized city with no regular Vintage tournaments, the power per capita feels close to that of a tank crew. We were eventually joined by Geir Magne, one of the Norwegians who played at Eternal weekend, and the four of us went down the roads of Vintage and 93/94.
So we played, had some beers and laughs. Hardy had been building on a GB land-destruction / making-friends-into-haters deck. Demonic Hordes with Instill Energy, Sylvan Library with Mirror Universe; those kind of things. He got to playtest it a lot during the evening. Instill Energy would have been a much more intuitive card if it had the Fifth Edition errata. The fact that the creature can attack the first turn but not tap for activated abilities is kinda odd.
|Still a good combo.|
|And don't get me started on mixing up Ecclesiates 3:19 with Ecclesiasticus 3:19.|