Rhialto said:
You know, call me a classicist, or a munchkin, or whatever, but there doesn't seem to be a real point to playing this game, except perhaps as some sort of masochistic exercise...
"I'm Percy the Peasant! Watch me flee the hordes of Brilbresh! Crap! They're faster than I am! ARGH!"
This sort of anti-munchkinism is essentially just the same sort of gaming in reverse...
"I'm a 100th lvl fighter-wizard-cleric-god..."
"Oh, yeah! Well I'm a 1st lvl commoner with crippled limbs and bad eyesight!"
Playing characters for their helplessness is essentially as immature as trying to build an invincible Hackmaster...
Not to be rude, but I think you've missed my point entirely. The idea is not to brag or boast about how hard your characters have it, or how quickly they can bend over to have their ass beat. The idea is one that was partially inspired by the CoC method: you start off as a nobody who happens on something much bigger than you are, but you have to deal with it because you're the only one who can. However, instead of the trouble being bigger than you can ever handle, in the course of handling it you become real heroes.
What You Mean:
"I'm Frederic the Farmer," says one player. "I have Craft (Barn-building) +7 and Profession (Farmer) +6. Yesterday, I got my skull beaten in by a crippled dire earthword I happened upon in my field. Kickass, huh?"
"Oh yeah?" says the second player. "Well, I'm playing Braddock the Brewer. I'm fat, ugly, have bad hygiene, and my only two functional skills are Craft (Brewing) +2, and Profession (Drunkard) +3, and I'm not even any good at them. I subract three from the ECL of any situation I'm part of."
"Wow," replies the first, "you are the coolest... ever."
What I Mean:
Evan the youth, a strong lad who's apprenticed with the local fletcher[warrior or expert, archer-to-be], has walked out of town to buy some herbs from the local wise woman [adept or expert, may become a wizard or possibly a druid]. As they exit her cottage, chatting about the weather, they see a horse galloping along the road, with a well-dressed young lady on it's back [aristocrat, may become a rogue or a bard, or possibly even a fighter]. She's in trouble because
X, and the timing is just so that they don't have time to go back to town for help because
Y.
Cliched, yes. Fun? I think it might be. The heroes are still doing heroic things, they just astart out as everyday folks. Even a first level cleric is a force to be reckoned with, as is a fighter with longsword and chainmail, or a wizard who can cast
burning hands, if you're a just an average person.