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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rozman" data-source="post: 1210430" data-attributes="member: 13363">We were playing Rolemaster (source of the "Arms & Claw Law" referenced above.)  Talk about a game full of tables...You could acquire a skill  called Spacial Location Awareness based on your Intuition stat.  It functioned like ESP; you could mentally sense your surroundings.Rolemaster (for those who don't know) is % based, and open-ended at each end.  Roll 96+, then roll again and add.  Roll below 05, roll again and subtract.My Human Ranger had a highly developed sense of direction, but managed to roll a -43 on his check after the party got dumped into a pitch black tunnel.The rest of the party had to work hard to convince him that he wasn't encased in solid stone...--------------------------------------------Another character in the same system (Dwarven Berserker) decides to charge on through the mysterious evil-looking wall of shadow seperating us from an imperiled party member.One Depression critical later, and he had himself a nice little deathwish!About the most approriate mental defect he could have acquired  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />And Yes, they had a Depression critical table...---------------------------------------------On the good side of things: with my human ranger, we once turned the corner into what we thought was a tunnel leading out.Leading out into the ork & troll warrens, apparently.A small horde of orks & goblins, accompanied by an olog-hai style Troll came through the door at the end of the hall and advanced upon us.I make my peace with my gods, draw my bow, and pick the largest target.  We didn't stand much of a chance, so I figure'd I'd try and go out with a bang.*roll*Hmm... 97*roll again*Oooh...  98*roll again*... Hubba hubba!  96*roll again*Darn, 85Ends up being a total of like 440!  The arrow has penetrated the eye (and subsequently the brain and rear of the skull) of the massive troll, and it topples over dead.The rest of the horde boggles at the concept, decides that perhaps we aren't the easy meat they thought we were, and high-tails it for home.No wonder everyone calls it "Deathmaster"   <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></blockquote>

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