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ITT we talk about how to fix 3.5/PF melees to have proper aggro control.
I know 3.5 has a ToB band aid that makes it undesirable for people to not attack the initiator, but PF doesn't have that (to the best of my knowledge) and we need a true MMO style tank button that melees can press to say "Not only will you attack me, but you also have no other choice"
>>47997173
Aggro mechanics should not be a thing. No. Just no. Learn some actual tactics instead of trying to inject a bunch more abstract gamey bullshit into a system that's almost crushed under abstract gamey bullshit as it is.
Have you heard of reach weapons, perchance?
>>47997201
This. It's not a fucking video game.
>>47997173
So, I'm currently RPing a racist human in my campaign, so what are some good racist slurs and derogatory words to use against fantasy races?
So far I've called Elves "Knife Ears" (a la Dragon Age), and Tieflings "Horn heads" or "red skins".
I've found some other terms like "dirt elves" for the drow or Dwarves.
So, ITT: some good ol' Fantasy racism.
>>47994294
Someone will say it, so I'll go ahead and spare him the effort
>"knife ears is fucking retarded"
>"are humans spoon-ears?"
>>47994403
Well, it is retarded.
>>47994294
"Sub-human fucking scum abominations"
Torn between Exorcists, black Templars, Raven Guard, and black dragons
>>47993394
Salamanders
>>47993394
If I were to pick from these 4, Raven Guard.
lamenters
...Also a 3 pronged army with dragons coming from the South, and Maleficent in the middle. Let's not forget the Night King who will need some way to get through the apparently magically imbued Wall. And why are we still watching Samwise Tarlee discovering more books? At least Arya finally came into her own, wish that could have happened 3 seasons ago.
Anyway, this is your constellation. You are the GM. How do you resolve it?
Does Cersei have any army left?
The Kingslayer could serve as general, but are there troops left? Okay, nothing that could withstand Ironborn from sea, Unsullied and Dothraki from land, and Drogon, Viserion, and Rhaegal from above. But is there an at least theoretical force that King's Landing could contribute to the Wall?
And what will the King of the North do when Khaleesi comes up the Riverlands? Marry her? He's her nephew!
>>47984238
>why are we still watching Samwise Tarlee discovering more books?
Because he's going to achieve his lifelong dream of becoming a wizard. He'll probably proceed to throw fireballs at people, since apparently half of the setting now has easy access to explosives and incendiaries.
>>47985375
God please yes, I've been living vicariously through that fat fuck for years now. If he can rain arcane might on even one plebian I will be happy.
How do you feel about the portrayal of tabletop games in other media?
>>47962039
big bang theory - no
IT crowd - yes
Golbergs - not sse that one, but I love the show
>>47962039
Freaks & Geeks - yes
>>47962039
We're sort of entering an era when the acknowledgement of the inherent "nerdiness" associated with tabletop is there but it is becoming more and more casual and less stigmatized. I guess that's a good thing but I still think it's something people look at as quaint or quirky, like unicycling or something, rather than as a legitimately acceptable hobby for well adjusted people.
Welcome, magus, to the Holy Grail War. It is in pursuit of the Holy Grail, that omnipotent device that can grant any wish, that you have come to the city of Fuyuki in the year 2000. Here, a Holy Grail has been staged to materialize, and here you will summon your Servant, fight, rage, burn, and die all in pursuit of that wish you so crave.
...but we're getting ahead of ourselves.
Who are you?
[Master Creation, pick one of the existing slots or create your own. Specific styles and how you use your magecraft will be decided later, so this is just the...
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>>48000749
Curses
>>48000749
>[] Curses, the infliction of positive or negative effects without a physical medium.
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The curse is a school of magecraft looked down upon by Western society, seen as uncivilized. After all, whenever you curse someone, you also curse yourself, and it is that effect which drives many curse users to ruin.
...nonetheless, this is your path. But, out of the countless schools of curses, what do you specialize in?
[] Physical degradation. Rot the flesh, inflict disease, cripple the nerves.
[] Mental degradation. Send the minds of others sprawling into madness.
[] Beneficial curses. Forced effects that cause...
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Pathfinder General /pfg/
PoW brawler and PoW vigilante link:
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Broken Blade errata to shut up ogres when?
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Old Thread: >>47992344
Reposting the strawpoll from the last thread.
Which book do we want leaked on Wednesday, /pfg/?
http://www.strawpoll.me/10606355
>>47998118
Hellknights, fuck yeah!
>>47998118
>mfw don't give a fuck about hell's vengeance, just want to see the new vigilante options
>Spymaster's Handbook is losing the poll
I'm sure we'll get both when they come out anyway, but that's still a little disappointing.
Your name is Amy Nakamura, a 17 year old void Oni, and you’re trying to help your cousin get the pump of her life! Well, maybe you actually succeeded in doing that several hundred push-ups ago… Oh well! You know she has the strength to keep going!
“K-kill me.” Yuki protests weakly from the floor as she struggles to finish the set of pushups you assigned her. It was only her second set of one hundred, you were on your fourth, after alternating between sit-ups and some squat thrusts. It was a pretty good weight-less routine, you’re not entirely sure why she’s...
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>>47997718
>Go check on her upstairs.
Sup Strike, glad to have a thread on my day off
>>47997718
> Go check on her upstairs
Be careful with forbidden dice.
You could roll yourself into a dangerous situation.
But what is the right die rolling for?
So is it that you roll the dice while having anal sex, or you roll them to determine the details of how you will have anal sex?
>>47997780
Who gives and who receives, I'd imagine.
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>>47996689
This is it guys. Hype.
all aboard the hype train, choo choo
>>47996689
AWWWWWWWWWWWW SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT
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>Atelier of Death: Craft your own Bombs and Poisons
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>Knowledge: Nobility (Aderaveth): Take a flat 50 to Knowledge rolls concerning this subject.
>231 ACR (After Crimson Reckoning)
>Seven years ago
The stench of the dead found its way into everything.
Every gap in his breastplate, every orifice of his helm, every moving part of his armor. It had been practically ritual on this barren land, where only the remnants left were to those long dead in half-forgotten wars. The daily rite of scouring had quickly become the latest of mandatory practices for soldiers of God. In hallways of stone, in open encampments under the stars, the cloying scent would only thicken to putrefying proportions if not properly dealt with. But for all their effort, it seemed that no amount of prayers or incense could keep the odor entirely away.
Brother Martin once suggested that the smell itself was alive, that it was some sort of mite-sized buoyant scavenger that could not help but emanate the smell of carrion. He was long dead, killed just moments after the attack came. The catacombs had been his grave, his life turning the ashes of the long dead into crimson slurry as it poured from grievous wounds.
(cont.)
Anders thought about Martin as he spurred his horse onward, hunched down against the howling winds that clawed at him. Martin the faithful, praying upon waking, meals and slumber; studious Martin, always glasses deep inside ancient tomes even during the hours of resting. But dead now, killed by something that many thought to be long dead.
He shuddered, but it was not caused by the surrounding environs. The weight pulled against Anders’ neck, the leather cord twisting on cold steel as it repeatedly bumped against his side. He risked a glance downwards, checking once...
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For the briefest of moments he wondered: was this the call to greatness that had beckoned the Saint so many millennia ago? He immediately pushed the thought away. Down that road lay the sins of pride and self-aggrandization. And who was he, an Initiate at twenty four years old, to match the Saint who wielded the divine energies of the gods as ordinary men would a sword?
No, his destiny was to be at the command of the High God, the deity whose Light had brought salvation to the people of Kaithe. Anders had entered the order as a child, raised among the innumerable orphans from the Church for the myriad sects of the faith, and like them knew no other life apart from training and devotion. He and legions of his kindred in the faith were the Soldiers of the Dawn, the army sworn to the service of Opran.
Why the faith needed Anders to serve his Initiate years in a faraway and desolate outpost was never made clear to him, but it was not his place to question the directive of his superiors. He had spent the entirety of his life following the commands given to him, and was glad for giving him a clear sense of purpose in these trying times.
He had heard the stories, of course, from mentors and travelers about people in neighboring lands struggling to find meaning in their lives. He always felt sorry for them, and was infinitely relieved that the Order existed within his life to give purpose as they saw fit. That uncertain encumbrance, at least, had been removed from his mind.
At this moment, his purpose continued to strike the underside of his arms, hard enough that his ribs began to ache. Anders cursed as he took his right hand off the reins and grabbed the satchel in a firm grip. His sword, strapped to his left side, rattled in its sheath as he maneuvered himself to a more comfortable position. He was loathe to the idea of sacrificing his shield hand to have a firmer grasp on the bag, but the rapid progress of his mount overcame his concern for attack.
(cont.)
He held it in his arm, as one would an infant in swaddling clothes. It was an allegory that aptly described both the posture of his limb and the spiritual burden that came with it. The emotional weight far transcended its physical mass, pulling at his heart with an ache he was not used to. It made him fearful, an emotion he’d not felt since the Trials.
Anders had never expected nor desired to bear such a responsibility. But he had been chosen because he still drew breath, and because Godsblade veterans better and longer experienced in the arts of war had thrown themselves...
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Give the Sisters a full, fun, and profitable update without changing the aesthetic or making them worse Space Marines.
I challenge you.
>>47946038
I disregard your challenge and order you to ignore this post.
>>47946038
So making them better Space Marines is okay, then?
>>47946061
GW pls
>You are one of three characters: Samson, a spoiled bard, Dyrus, an axe-wielding prince crowned by a successful rebellion, or Rene, an orphan adopted by a high-ranking Director of an declining Empire, now a prepromoted archer-lancer. POV will rotate between them on a thread-by-thread basis, with a HIGHLY unlikely chance that someone else might someday take a chapter.
>These protagonists' motivations and goals will very likely come into conflict with one another's.
>Character...
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Rene and co. find themselves holing up in an abandoned Imperial outpost just past the Northern outskirts of Ludwig's hometown, Cicero scoping the area out with his espionage knowhow in the hopes of better finding out what power this Bishop Lisa holds. Darren is locked up in a holding area, promised to be fed every day, and that's about it, while Felix is able to roam free but always in the presence of Cicero or his siblings.
One night shortly after their arrival, however, his cell opens, and a figure steps out. "Y-you're..!"
The figure raises a finger to their lips, dangling up a Witch Pendant and indicating for the grieving grandfather to get a move on.
"This is as far as I can take you," the traitor to Rene's cause tells Darren after warping him a ways east. "Meet with your family when they pass through this area, and... Don't tell them who saved you. If my companions find out what I've been doing..."
"I will, but... what of Felix?"
"He's too well-guarded. He'll need to remain with us for now..."
"I see. Well, your secret is safe with me for now."
One brief exchange later, Darren sets East to meet with Dyrus, still heavy of heart.
The next morning, in the Noban camp, Samson grows concerned when Hal spends awhile going to "do his business," volunteering himself to make sure he didn't get lost and start walking back to Noba, or get eaten by bears, or something. Wouldn't put either of them past him.
What he does discover, however, is far more notable. "...right, yes. Your secret's safe with me," his bumbling friend says. "No one else knows for sure I'm alive, right?" Silence. "Okay, good... Hey, take care of yourself, alright? Who knows what Rene and Cicero'll do if they find out what you've done..."
When Samson approaches, no one is there besides Hal, who turns to face him. "Oh, hey... Samson. Can't a guy have privacy?" His dumb-playing smile fades as Samson's look stays stiff. "Fine, I can't lie to you like I did Rene."
>A. Be Dyrus
>B. Be Samson
>>47997829
>A. Be Dyrus
>>47997884
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sqOYw76jaXE
The desert is behind you as you pass into Central at long last, none the wiser to what a disastrous failure the defeat of the mountain bandits has proven to be.
You've continued to try to act as Marduk's wingman with your bodyguard, Belle, as he talks about the desert with her, and about Central. The closer you got to crossing the desert, the more they bonded over their loathing of Director Belinda and fondness for flight.
Winona and Nia, with...
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Welcome to WrestleQuest! A SOL Quest where you take the role of young Robin Winters, as he tries to make it big in the crazy world of pro-wrestling under the persona of The Ace.
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>June 26th 1995
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFx-5PGLgb4
“I love this song.”
James glares at you as he remains at the wheel of the car. It's early morning, still dark, and the road is long and empty. “You serious?”
“What?” you protest. “Does the long hair and Nine Inch Nails shirt invalidate me from liking the classics?”
“Nah, I just figured you for more of a Captain and Tenille type. To be honest, I think you're just bullshitting me.”
You chuckle and raise your right hand....
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“Hey, Charlotte?” you mutter, gently shaking her, stirring her awake.
“Huh?” the sleeping beauty mumbles, as she rubs her eyes and turns on her side to face you. “Are we there yet?”
“No, but tell James here my opinion on The Carpenters.”
Charlotte lets out a sigh, and gives you an unamused look. “You woke me for that?”
“You're the only one of us he'll believe.”
Charlotte shakes her head as she sits up. “He loves them. Really loves them. More than is appropriate. Kevin wants Close to You to be our wedding...
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“You idiot!” James exclaims. “You lost the map, and you didn't bother to tell me! We've probably been going the wrong way for ages!”
“Calm down James,” Charlotte mutters. “If we turn ourselves around, we can still make it to Philadelphia in time for the show. We might be cutting it a little close, but...”
“And what if we miss it?” James fires back. “This show is our big break! If we miss out on it, we're done!”
He's not wrong. For years now, you and James have been travelling and competing in various independent...
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Attorney Online has a small playerbase mostly from 4chan and some of us are /tg/ regulars They said that this board would enjoy that game, so I decided to give it a shot and make a thread
So, Attorney Online is a roleplaying game where ace attorney trials are simulated. For those who never played ace attorney, it consists of a trial where the defense must prove the defendant innocent of murder, however the evidence is severely stacked against them. The trial counts with a prosecution, witnesses, detective, judge, stenographer, etc. This might sound like a hassle or boring...
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>2 gb download size
