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  • My brother in Christ, you’d best be playing Pathfinder 2. Gnolls are freaking badass PC ancestry (as are must of the other major “monstrous” races like kobolds, gobbos, orcs, and skeletons)

    My list of “characters I long to play if ever I can find a group where I’m not a Forever GM” includes:

    • A radical leftist Redeemer paladin gnoll whose dream to is convince other gnolls that gnolls can show they are better than the rest of the world if they don’t use slavery, and so runs around organizing slave revolts and making dramatic speeches that often devolve into riots.

    • A goblin gunslinger that fights like he’s trying to earn a place in Tucker’s Kobolds

    • A skeleton wizard who’s convinced he’s a lich but really just fucked up the ritual and lost nearly all of his magical knowledge

    • A kobold sorcerer with an inferiority complex that keeps referring to themselves as “dragon born” (which don’t exist in Pathfinder), and thinks that one day their god will elevate them to being an actual dragon

    Edit: some more I just remembered

    • A “poppet” ranger trying to find his lost child (aka The Velveteen Rabbit)

    • A Ratfolk assassin that lives in the sewers and claims they are trying to keep some “grimdank future-past” from happening and keeps muttering to themselves to “find-kill hammer-god”

    • A dhampir cavalier that rides a skeletal horse



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    6 months ago

    I’ve always loved the idea of playing a warlock that presents themselves to the party as a cleric (and then seeing how long it takes people to catch on, both in and out of character)

    Nothing like driving the “cleric” deeper into debt to their patron for a little more healing and then getting the whole party committed to some insane quest at the demand of the patron.


  • My unrepentant serial killer of a feline absolutely decimates the ground squirrel population on our property (and if we’re talking literally, “decimates” might not even do it justice). Luckily, she has little to no interest in song birds (and they are even tougher and larger than the rodents in my area), so I don’t feel too bad about the environmental impact of letting her roam the area.

    My compassion for the wildlife generally ends at the footprint of my house, especially when the mice and voles are getting into our pantry every goddamn fall and spring.