This is a list of comments and things that constantly come up in my campaigns, sometimes cantankerously or contentiously so. I don't always get into them, cause RPG settings often win out due to being a bit of a buzz kill to shoot down.
- I hate dark vision. You don’t get darkvision. You are supposed to be scared and afraid.
Underworlders see in the dark cuz evil is metal AF.
Permanent light sources should be rare. No rods of light without a catch. - Torches suck. Candles suck.
Torches blind you. Candles flicker out and are dim.
Torches are not so easy to just put together. You need stick, wick, and fuel.
Advanced darkness is awesome tho. Now everything sucks like a candle. - "What class does the party need?"
My sibling in Christ, the dice decide what your ability scores are, then you choose a class/species based on what you can make do with. - Clerics should worship all the gods, patrons, and saints that they can.
- Molotov oil flasks should not be a thing.
I'm kinda open to high-proof alcohol and alchemy tho. - It's not easy to backstab in combat.
It’s mostly about ambushes. If you check to creep or your fighter friend sets you up for the alley-oop, I'm down to clown.
Backstabs should not be limited to the thievin classes. - Orcs shouldn't have babies. BTW all dwarves are statues and elves are immortal in both directions.
- "I hit him with the flat of my sword." If you knock out someone, you have just endangered their life.
Maybe I'd make an exception if we were playing a pulp, Hollywood-logic game. - Blacksmiths and merchants shouldn't hold much interest in purchasing used gear, except as scrap.
This ain't Final Fantasy. - PCs should be constantly freaking out and making knee-jerk actions.
I think fumble rules help here.
You ever see someone try to shoo a bat out of their house? Now imagine it's them trying to deal with a spider the size of a doberman. - "I aim at the one that is most hurt."
No you fucking don't. In the chaos of battle, you panic a bit and flail at the closest guy or, if you are really cool, one that not standing next your friend.
It's dark in here and everyone is dodging about. You are lucky you don't hit allies more often.
When in doubt, I ask the dice who you attack.
Choosing slightly stabbed targets reeks of playing the game as a boardgame and munchkinism. - Locals should kinda hate you.
You are grubby murder-hobos that are crazy enough to go into holes.
You spend all your money carousing.
You try to sell junk and are constantly trying to bargain up the price.
You got those demi-human freaks with you. Demi-hyooms should be a rare spice, BTW.
You never bathe.
I'll make a bit of an exception in an isekai setting.
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