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<blockquote data-quote="Edena_of_Neith" data-source="post: 2429387" data-attributes="member: 2020">Ah, no:&nbsp; I'm not trying to make any player happy to roll 3d6 for ability scores.&nbsp; &nbsp; I'm trying to make players proud of their 13s.&nbsp; Having a 6 in a stat, that 1 in 1,000 of misfortunate, can make for interesting roleplaying.&nbsp; Vailante had a 6 intelligence (not dexterity, my memory is failing!)&nbsp; Vailante I played deliberately as slow and incomprehensive:&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; You see a bridge in front of you.&nbsp; It looks rickety.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; Let's charge across.&nbsp; Party:&nbsp; It's too dangerous.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; If we charge across, that bridge won't have time to fall.&nbsp; We're too fast for that bridge!&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; The barroom brawl has been fun, but now the city guard are coming.&nbsp; The Party:&nbsp; We're getting out, through the back windows.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; Why are you running?&nbsp; If the city guard joins in, we can restart the brawl.&nbsp; The Party:&nbsp; We DON'T WANT to brawl with the city guard!&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; Alright you chickens.&nbsp; I'll take em on!&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; The specters are still coming.&nbsp; The Cleric:&nbsp; Those incorporeal monsters resisted my Turning.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; What's 'incorporeal' mean?&nbsp; The Cleric:&nbsp; They have no physical existence.&nbsp; They can't be physically touched.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; Whadda mean, they can't be touched?&nbsp; You're firing arrows at them now.&nbsp; The Cleric:&nbsp; They are beings without substance, without reality on our Plane, except for their Negative Energies.&nbsp; Vailante:&nbsp; They're negative illusions?&nbsp; Ah, ok.&nbsp; HEY YOU, ILLUSIONS, I DON'T BELIEVE IN YOU.&nbsp; So you can't harm me!&nbsp; Edena had a 6 dexterity.&nbsp; And he weighed, at one time, 350 pounds.&nbsp; And he wore full plate armor, which weighed 100 pounds.&nbsp; This lead to two interesting situations:&nbsp; Party:&nbsp; We go down the narrow, dangerous steps.&nbsp; We put Edena last.&nbsp; Me:&nbsp; You don't want to do that ...&nbsp; Party:&nbsp; Yes we do.&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; Ok, the party heads down the steps, fighters in front, the mage and thief in the middle, and Edena in the rear.&nbsp; Party:&nbsp; We keep going.&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; Edena stubs his toe.&nbsp; Edena must make a Dexterity check.&nbsp; Me:&nbsp; (rolls a 17)&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; Well, Edena failed his check by 11.&nbsp; He falls, and of course the stairway was narrow, so ... can we say squished?&nbsp; And this ...&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; The drow priestess is there, backed against the wall.&nbsp; Edena:&nbsp; I want her alive!&nbsp; I charge.&nbsp; Party:&nbsp; We want her dead.&nbsp; We charge.&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; The party can pull up short to melee.&nbsp; Edena, as you were running forward with full momentum, in armor, make a Dexterity check.&nbsp; Me:&nbsp; (rolls a 19)&nbsp; DM:&nbsp; Edena crashes into ... the wall, next to the drow priestess, so hard that the wall cracks.&nbsp; Edena then falls over backwards by her feet.&nbsp; 13 points of damage to Edena.&nbsp; Me:&nbsp; Ouch.&nbsp; But I grab at the drow's feet!&nbsp; (and rolls a hit)&nbsp; The Party:&nbsp; Ok, we grab at her head (they roll successful hits)&nbsp; Edena:&nbsp; I want to save her!&nbsp; I hold her feet.&nbsp; I pull, hard!&nbsp; The Party:&nbsp; We want to kill her.&nbsp; We hold her head and hair.&nbsp; We pull, hard!&nbsp; The Drow Priestess, sideways in the air:&nbsp; LOLTH!&nbsp; IT'S AN OUTRAGE.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Edena_of_Neith, post: 2429387, member: 2020"] Ah, no: I'm not trying to make any player happy to roll 3d6 for ability scores. I'm trying to make players proud of their 13s. Having a 6 in a stat, that 1 in 1,000 of misfortunate, can make for interesting roleplaying. Vailante had a 6 intelligence (not dexterity, my memory is failing!) Vailante I played deliberately as slow and incomprehensive: DM: You see a bridge in front of you. It looks rickety. Vailante: Let's charge across. Party: It's too dangerous. Vailante: If we charge across, that bridge won't have time to fall. We're too fast for that bridge! DM: The barroom brawl has been fun, but now the city guard are coming. The Party: We're getting out, through the back windows. Vailante: Why are you running? If the city guard joins in, we can restart the brawl. The Party: We DON'T WANT to brawl with the city guard! Vailante: Alright you chickens. I'll take em on! DM: The specters are still coming. The Cleric: Those incorporeal monsters resisted my Turning. Vailante: What's 'incorporeal' mean? The Cleric: They have no physical existence. They can't be physically touched. Vailante: Whadda mean, they can't be touched? You're firing arrows at them now. The Cleric: They are beings without substance, without reality on our Plane, except for their Negative Energies. Vailante: They're negative illusions? Ah, ok. HEY YOU, ILLUSIONS, I DON'T BELIEVE IN YOU. So you can't harm me! Edena had a 6 dexterity. And he weighed, at one time, 350 pounds. And he wore full plate armor, which weighed 100 pounds. This lead to two interesting situations: Party: We go down the narrow, dangerous steps. We put Edena last. Me: You don't want to do that ... Party: Yes we do. DM: Ok, the party heads down the steps, fighters in front, the mage and thief in the middle, and Edena in the rear. Party: We keep going. DM: Edena stubs his toe. Edena must make a Dexterity check. Me: (rolls a 17) DM: Well, Edena failed his check by 11. He falls, and of course the stairway was narrow, so ... can we say squished? And this ... DM: The drow priestess is there, backed against the wall. Edena: I want her alive! I charge. Party: We want her dead. We charge. DM: The party can pull up short to melee. Edena, as you were running forward with full momentum, in armor, make a Dexterity check. Me: (rolls a 19) DM: Edena crashes into ... the wall, next to the drow priestess, so hard that the wall cracks. Edena then falls over backwards by her feet. 13 points of damage to Edena. Me: Ouch. But I grab at the drow's feet! (and rolls a hit) The Party: Ok, we grab at her head (they roll successful hits) Edena: I want to save her! I hold her feet. I pull, hard! The Party: We want to kill her. We hold her head and hair. We pull, hard! The Drow Priestess, sideways in the air: LOLTH! IT'S AN OUTRAGE. [/QUOTE]

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