Welcome to Roll Dice And Cry! Currently in our second season: Third Eye Investigations, a supernatural detective story set in an alt-history 1950's supercity. Follow our heroes, a band of intrepid and private investigators on the fringes of city society, as they work to uncover the skeletons in the city's closet. Played in Blades in the Dark, check back every other Wednesday for new episodes!
Cast:
Zachary Fredrickson (@obfuscatinggod)
Mari Costa (@Marinscos)
Emily Riesbeck (@thebluevalkyrie)
Nikita (@chanderclear)
Amy Sloan (@_sloanzone)
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Hey all! Zachary Frederickson here, your friendly neighborhood GM. You might be wondering why there’s no episode in the feed today, and it falls to me as the GM and de facto voice of Roll Dice and Cr…
Every private investigator worth their salt knows that a large percentage of all crimes happen in the home. Thus, when investigating a crime, you can usually find the culprit in the living room.
This…
The crew takes a load off, blows off some steam, and makes some connections.
This week on Roll Dice and Cry: A well-deserved rest.
Roll Dice and Cry is:
Zachary Fredrickson (@obfuscatinggod)
Mari Costa …
The turnpike's coming up and the road is running out. Do you pump the brakes, or do you open up the throttle and really see what this baby can do?
This week on Roll Dice and Cry: HOT-ROD HEARTBREAK, P…
Two investigative tracks, alike in dignity, lead to unforeseen consequences.
This week on Roll Dice and Cry: HOT-ROD HEARTBREAK, PART III
Roll Dice and Cry is:
Zachary Fredrickson (@obfuscatinggod)
Mari …
A social call, a scent trail, and splitting up; what could go wrong?
This week on Roll Dice and Cry: HOT-ROD HEARTBREAK, PART II
Roll Dice and Cry is:
Zachary Fredrickson (@obfuscatinggod)
Mari Costa (@m…
Hosted on Acast. S…
There's something rotten in the Bell Village, and it smells like chrome and burnt rubber.
This week on Roll Dice and Cry: HOT-ROD HEARTBREAK, PART I
Roll Dice and Cry is:
Zachary Fredrickson (@obfuscati…
This week we delve into the mechanics and numbers of Blades in the Dark and GUMSHOE to build out our characters, crew, and the finely woven network of favors, friendships, and failures that has broug…
The wait is over! We're back! Welcome back to Roll Dice and Cry with our second season: Third Eye Investigations! This is the first half of our session 0 recording, where we talk big picture about th…
Huge thanks to everybody who sent in questions! This is the last thing we've recorded for season 1, and we're so glad to have gotten the responses that we got! Heads up, there was a little bit of aud…
Hello and happy holidays! Got a special kind of episode for you this week, as we turn the clock back a bit to a time before the season one finale!
Before the battle of Castle Silverhome, before the r…
Amatyne the Sunturion walks her patrol across the sky, tied sandals brushing silently against starry half-roads. Her brilliant spear hangs heavy in her hand, and she looks dearly forward to rest. In …
Solomon Steps-In-Silence dances through the halls of Castle Silverhome, blades flashing. It isn't the attack he'd expected--honestly, he had flagged Dauntless Leroux as the one to try something stupi…
The village of Low Tide is abuzz. Kobolds jump from boat to boat, sharing the news even as it becomes more and more evident to every citizen:
There is something happening in the chapel.
The mighty riv…
Olivier von Argent crossed her arms and frowned, looking down at the thing that had once been her, sprawled among broken jars and scattered sundries.
"Oh, this won't do at all," she said. "There's sti…
Solomon Steps-in-silence rakes his eyes over the gala from where he stands, arms crossed and leaning against one of the buffet tables. He twitches his hand slightly, feels the reassuring weight of th…
Anthony Argent sits haphazardly on a chaise lounge, its feet scuffed and slightly crooked from where he painstaking dragged it down into the caverns beneath the castle. Down here, he has not heard th…
Kevin Ramone paces in his observatory, flitting between the notes spread out across his desk and the array of telescopes that cluster their way across his balcony window, each one fixed ever northwar…