Funny story, I had, in AD&D days, DMs tell me such things as, "I'm sorry, you cant be a pirate, you dont know how to swim, or do anything on a boat. You dont have the skills." Or this gem, "You cant leap onto the chandelier and swing your weapon, you arent a thief-acrobat, only they can do that". Or this, "Make up your own spell like Bigby did? I'm not allowing you to make spells, and I'm sure as hell not doing the extra work." I don't know what fantasy land other people lived in, but in the real world, I was denied millions of standard fantasy concepts because they werent in the rules, and the DM had no intention of kludging it together. I left gaming for 10 solid years, and when I came back, I played RM, Champions, Vampire and Werewolf, because I could make a character that suited me, within the rules, without anyone elses by your leave. There is a great line in "The Last of the Mohicans" about this. Edition wars aren't cool, but I started playing D&D in 1978 and I dunno who has all the rose colored glasses, but I remember a LOT of frustration.