I’m sending this to my DM, who is Mexican and currently running an Asian folklore inspired game.

When the DM does it we usually notice because he’s normally quite talkative, as DMs tend to be. When a player does it we might not notice for five minutes…

More levels does not, by itself, mean more of anything else. In one system you can get fifty different skills, features, traits, abilities, etc at each level and in another you get one attribute point increased by one at each level up. It’s one of those things that is absolutely meaningless without the context of a lot of other information.

That said, for the joke, Asian games tend to use a greater number of levels, either with smaller increases in power or they just don’t cap anything and let the numbers get bigger and bigger with little or no functional difference as long as you’re fighting things scaled to your level. A little stat boost every level then a special power after ten can be the same as one level where you get all that without the other nine congratulatory dings that don’t really mean much.

The reason many still associate D&D and anything else remotely related to it with fat, basement dwelling, socially inept virgin incels is because those people actually made up a significant percentage of the original following of the hobby. Because it’s founders were only a half step away from most of those descriptions in many cases. And anybody that insists otherwise is either willfully ignorant or, more likely, angry at being called out by association because they’re the same.

So either get over it or go join the people that still insist that the confederate flag is anything but the war banner of a rebellion raised as an attempt at preserving slavery as a legal institution. You have the same mindset and validity as they do on this matter.

Awesome as usual, and bonus points for the bad guy’s sucker punch attack actually hitting a main weak point in plate mail.

I also like that Angela throws a hand axe. I’ve seen a lot of people with melee focused martial characters hauling around multiple javelins as a backup ranged weapon because they do slightly more damage. When they announce in the middle of a fight that they’re throwing one or even several in a single turn I always think, “Just where were you carrying those multiple long hafted spears while fighting with both hands this whole time?” Mechanically a high strength character can handle the weight but those things aren’t exactly throwing knives you can conveniently slip a half dozen of into your belt or strap to your thighs or arms. A nice tomahawk or two, on the other hand, you can have tucked until your belt.

At that point she didn’t have any sleeves.

I’m amazed that none of these comments are mentioning the subject line of the post is a reference to “Stop! Hammer time!”

Would she get advantage on the roll if she pointed out that practice under stressful but safe circumstances is both responsible and good preparation for unforseen stressful and potentially dangerous situations? So, really, playing strip poker is the mature and responsible course of action here.

You know you’re in the fun religion when your ecclesiastic superiors tell you to up your card shark skills.

Not at all, Konsi. Your skin is a very healthy shade of green.

Unfortunately this one actually happened in Florida. Police arrested a guy who, among other things, someone had said was in possession of something that “looked like a pistol with a suppressor.” After searching the guy and finding no such weapon the cop put the guy, handcuffed, in the back of his cruiser. As he walked away from the car an acorn fell and hit the roof, at which point the cop started shouting into his radio about shots fired and that he had been hit by gunfire, dove and rolled around a bit (nowhere near any actual cover), then unloaded the entire magazine of his pistol at his cruiser with the suspect locked inside it. Another officer on scene, reacting to the first one yelling that he’d been shot, also fired all of her ammo at the vehicle. None of the shots actually hit the handcuffed guy in the back seat.

A “thorough investigation of the incident” (including body camera footage from both officers involved which is now publicly available online) determined that the noise the first officer thought was a suppressed gunshot was, in fact, an acorn hitting the roof of the police vehicle after falling from the large oak tree it was parked next to. The acorn was still on the roof. Despite his panicked reaction and assertions otherwise it was also determined that he had not been struck by gunfire and that he was certainly the first person present to start shooting. The other officer was cleared of any wrongdoing as she was determined to have had legitimate reason to believe there was a clear and present danger. The first cop, who gave the second one that reason by freaking out over a fucking acorn, was determined to be whatever the official wording is for delusional, unstable, and dangerously incompetent and he resigned. In statements he still insisted after the fact that, while not disputing the findings of the review, he still recalls having heard a gunshot and feeling an impact to his torso.

Each one has 6 nails in addition to the one nailed into the wood. The challenge doesn’t say anything about not using a seventh nail that does touch the wood.

Assuming Batman is another PC, it could be that player overestimating. And also being as uncreative af because Batman’s backstory is a standard part of the Junior Edgelord Unhappy Meal character design package.

Umm, congratulations on your inheritance of a run down haunted mansion?

Rules nerd nitpickery: If this is for D&D, scaling spells to caster level is a Third Edition mechanic and was done away with for 5e due to balance issues with the new system. Also that’s clearly a conjuration spell; abjuration is protective or purification type magic.

Not that this really matters for a “summon giant salad” spell but OCD demands and such.

As a tall person I can confirm that using a short girlfriend’s head as an elbow rest is a gesture of affection. I also do this with platonic friends, to mixed results. My favorite recollection is walking up to a college friend on campus who was talking to someone else, she introduced me and I did the armrest thing while joining the conversation. After a minute the other person said “Um, are you gonna…” And my friend said “Nah, he’ll get bored with it eventually and I’m used to it. I have a lot of tall friends.”

Am I the only one that thinks the DM was inspired by a character from the webcomic Saffron and Sage? The moth girl there doesn’t have the marriage custom but does immediately crush on the himbo pyromancer.

The only thing that little fence will accomplish is guaranteeing that when the inevitable cat to tree contact occurs it will be at speed and above the tree’s center of gravity. Those furballs can jump.

Isn’t the cleric supposed to have the best wisdom score in the party?

I got the impression they did a bit more than cuddle.