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Oslecamo's Improved Monster Classes / Re: E6 monster classes
« on: September 19, 2013, 09:31:48 PM »
Giant... is the template I tend to use for growing humanoids with a long progression.
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But then you make magical crafting, which requires XP, irrelevant. I think the idea of having a super masterwork bonus that accept enchantments on top of it is overall a better idea. It makes mundanes relevant while at the same time benefitting magical crafting, because they can now have access to better base materials.
The faeries have okay spell-like abilities but in general you are right the spell isn't that fantastic.
No class skills whatsoever? Not even Hide?
Something minor today, compared to, y'know, palm striking cars.
So I'm walking up to work, and we have this little space between the building and the fence proper that's kinda like a mini-garden with wooden logs people can sit down on. Lots of employees come there to relax in between shifts, and they usually gather there and talk at length during lunch break. I'm approaching a group of coworkers to greet them, and one of them, a smoker, is telling a story in a very enthusiastic fashion with lit cigarette in hand. As I approach, she suddenly approaches what appears to be the climax in the story, when her cigarette slips out between her fingers and flies in my direction.
Towards my right eye.
Good old reflexes catch up. I weave my head to the side while my hand catches the flying butt right in the palm, and puts it out. Between the adrenaline rush and the suddenness of my own reaction, there is no pain.
I'd gotten a cigarette burn before. Once, I had a very heated discussion with a smoker, took the lit cigarette and put it out in my upper palm so the attention would be on my words instead of a cancerstick. It hurt, it burned for days, and my skin eventually healed.
When I open up my hand, I see the butt is well and truly squashed. I brush the ash aside to inspect what I figure is a burn wound right in the middle of my palm, which I don't feel yet but probably will in a few.
Nothing. Not even a black spot. Hell, not even a BROWN spot.
My coworkers rush to see if I'm okay, and to dismiss their concerns, I tell them the cinder must have caught in an empty space when I clenched my hand. My colleague profusely apologizes, but I tell her not to worry about it.
Roughly half of the reactions I get are approval. The other half are people thinking I'm pretentious. Win some, lose some.
I'm not Caucasian. I am German, Irish, and Scottish. I have no ancestors traceable to the Caucasus. Therefore, I prefer the term "white".
I only throw out this comment because people should know how subtly racist it is to link a person to a place based on their skin color. A black girl from my high school finds the term "African-American" very offensive because all of her family comes from Jamaica or Haiti, peoples with rich and vibrant cultures quite separate from the stereotypical African ones.