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Dudley's dungeon -- Friday, 24 March, 2006

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Ristipisto-Risto March 24, 2006 11:29
First comment: 25 January, 2006 52 comments written
That's the attitude, man. Never trust an ElfThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn
rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and
pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and
dishes.
"This is poor fare," they said to the hobbits; "for we are
lodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are
our guests at home, we will treat you better."
"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party," said Frodo.
Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for
his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the
sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a
waking dream. [...]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to
himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained
in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The
nearest he ever got was to say: "Well, sir, if I could grow
apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was
the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean."
[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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stormy March 24, 2006 17:35
First comment: 9 July, 2005 44 comments written
I nearly always play elvish. A ranger"Lonely men are we, Rangers of the wild, hunters -- but hunters
ever of the servants of the Enemy; for they are found in many
places, not in Mordor only.
If Gondor, Boromir, has been a stalwart tower, we have played
another part. Many evil things there are that your strong walls
and bright swords do not stay. You know little of the lands
beyond your bounds. Peace and freedom, do you say? The North
would have known them little but for us. Fear would have
destroyed them. But when dark things come from the houseless
hills, or creep from sunless woods, they fly from us. What
roads would any dare to tread, what safety would there be in
quiet lands, or in the homes of simple men at night, if the
Dunedain were asleep, or were all gone into the grave?"
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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Mr. DOS March 24, 2006 21:36
First comment: 10 January, 2006 40 comments written
Ditto that, I don't know why though...

--- Mr. DOS
L March 25, 2006 13:55
First comment: 10 February, 2005 285 comments written
Whenever I read about the near-absurd lifespans given to elves in RPGs, I often think "Yeah, but how many of them actually survive that long?"

Life insurance companies seem to shun selling to elvish townsfolk, but eagerly welcome elvish dungeon explorers.
  March 25, 2006 19:11
First comment: 1 April, 2004 431 comments written
Dudley, look out! Above you! Orcs!
Nesman March 26, 2006 16:57
First comment: 4 January, 2005 112 comments written
L, I think you have it backwards. The townsfold would pay the monthly fee for hundreds of years before the company has to pay out, where the dungeon crawler's family would cash out in a few days.
Ristipisto-Risto March 28, 2006 11:23
First comment: 25 January, 2006 52 comments written
Yeah, goes exactly that way. No-one's gonna sell a 100-year-old granpa any life insurance, when he's gonna have a birthay trip skiing to the Alps, even though statistics show that not a single 100-year-old granpa has died skiing in the Alps.
Fathead July 20, 2006 00:32
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
"I got this great golf-ball! You can never lose it! [Goes into an explanation of it.] I found it somewhere."
Grognor April 18, 2007 21:25
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
Heh. Gotcha there, puny elfThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn
rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and
pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and
dishes.
"This is poor fare," they said to the hobbits; "for we are
lodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are
our guests at home, we will treat you better."
"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party," said Frodo.
Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for
his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the
sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a
waking dream. [...]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to
himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained
in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The
nearest he ever got was to say: "Well, sir, if I could grow
apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was
the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean."
[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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-weaklings.

I always play humanThese strange creatures live mostly on the surface of the
earth, gathering together in societies of various forms, but
occasionally a stray will descend into the depths and commit
mayhem among the dungeon residents who, naturally, often
resent the intrusion of such beasts. They are capable of
using weapons and magic, and it is even rumored that the
Wizard of Yendor is a member of this species.

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. Always.

Orcs: stupid. Crappy starting equipment. Start with food? Bah. I've never died of hunger[Pestilence:] And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals,
and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four
beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white
horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given
unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.

[War:] And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the
second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another
horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon
to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one
another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

[Famine:] And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the
third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black
horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his
hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,
A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley
for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.

[Death:] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the
voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and
behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death,
and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over
the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with
hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
[ Revelations of John, 6:1-8 ]

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, except on purpose. Strong? So? Only useful to Combat Wombats and that's why we have Gauntlets of Strength.

Elves: Weak. WizardEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could
find to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he
would pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with
arcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his
wizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,
as he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring
and his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.
        [ A Dealing with Demons, by Craig Shaw Gardner ]

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elves can barely hold their starting equipment and what are the odds of NEVER getting a ring ofThree Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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free action or sleep resistance anyway? You can eat elves anyway to get it.

Gnomes: Bah. Gnomes are stupid and ugly, and the touchstone"Gold is tried by a touchstone, men by gold."
        [ Chilon (c. 560 BC) ]

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thing is useless, especially for classes that can BE gnomes. Wizards are never gnomes, archaeologists already have it, healers have plenty of money, blah blah blah.

Dwarves: I'm not sure, but I don't think I've ever been able to play a dwarfDwarfs have faces like men (ugly men, with wrinkled, leathery
skins), but are generally either flat-footed, duck-footed, or
have feet pointing backwards. They are of the earth, earthy,
living in the darkest of caverns and venturing forth only
with the cloaks by which they can make themselves invisible,
and others disguised as toads. Miners often come across them,
and sometimes establish reasonably close relations with them.
... The miners of Cornwall were always delighted to hear a
bucca busily mining away, for all dwarfs have an infallible
nose for precious metals.
Among other things, dwarfs are rightly valued for their skill
as blacksmiths and jewellers: they made Odin his famous spear
Gungnir, and Thor his hammer; for Freya they designed a
magnificent necklace, and for Frey a golden boar. And in their
spare time they are excellent bakers. Ironically, despite
their odd feet, they are particularly fond of dancing. They
can also see into the future, and consequently are excellent
meteorologists. They can be free with presents to people
they like, and a dwarvish gift is likely to turn to gold in
the hand. But on the whole they are a snappish lot.
[ The Immortals, by Derek and Julia Parker ]

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except as a valkyrieThe Valkyries were the thirteen choosers of the slain, the
beautiful warrior-maids of Odin who rode through the air and
over the sea. They watched the progress of the battle and
selected the heroes who were to fall fighting. After they
were dead, the maidens rewarded the heroes by kissing them
and then led their souls to Valhalla, where the warriors
lived happily in an ideal existence, drinking and eating
without restraint and fighting over again the battles in
which they died and in which they had won their deathless
fame.
        [ The Encyclopaedia of Myths and Legends of All
                Nations, by Herbert Robinson and Knox
                Wilson ]

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, and female dwarves are just creepy. Also: Horrible Pw. and kinda stupid.

Huff huff...

BOOM
Antheridium May 19, 2007 12:23
First comment: 17 May, 2007 442 comments written
Well, I for one play gnomish wizards all the time. I don't want to be chaotic, and I like having infravision. And for reference, gnomes actually have a higher INT cap than humans.

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