u/greenflame15

Alright, this something that has been poking around my brain for a while now. Gender idea is to take idea of narrative reward. There ablties DM might award in addition to normal progression and amplify it to the point where player doesn't know where thier build is going to end up. Natrually this won't be a game for everyone, or even most Pf1e players, but I can't help thinking about. There is something very attractive about the idea that the character can grow in unexpected ways. This would mix the idea of advancing ablties you use and ablties are narrative awards, with DM putting hand on scales of balance. For example base PF makes horizontal growth overly expensive, so DM might awkward a little more of it to counter balance.

What I paticularly want to hear is thoughts about implementesion deitals. InFor example they way mechanical control should be divided, or where to start the game.

One thing I'm sure should be there is a wishlist something for players to state, in broadstrokes, what direction they want to go in.

Aside from that. I have some ideas, but I struggle to refine them into actual rules / pitch. I feel like full DM fiat advancement would be too far out control, so some compromised I thought of:

1. Roguelike choose from options. Just like roguelike games the level up consists of choosing from narrow set of options. Some options might open ended themselves, eg spell from X school, or feat you qualify for.
2. Some mix advancement. In between DM given starts, albites, skills, ext. Players also get regular choice of level up and feat choices. This may be about 1/2 or 1/3 of their progression
3. Give up a choice mechanic. You can "sacrifice" any ability, feat, etc. that a class would given, for a DM to come with something else roughly on the same power level

For starting point, I thought perhaps:

start at lv 1~3 (with extra HP on level 1) + choose 1 from 3 for weak magical items and feat equivalent ability tensional to main build. Item and ability would be based on backstory

Any thoughts?

god made many things. Animals, plants and fungi. Each was placed in a garden that lacked nothing. Yet, it felt empty, so he made men in his image. Two lagged, two armed creatures with not much fur. The two were perhaps too alike as god needed to turn his gaze for no more than three minutes and a hard rock slammed against his head.

Realizing his mistake, god cast men to a far away planet covered in water and salt, where man would drown and be preserved in brine. Of course, if that went to plan, we would not be here. Realizing his mistake, god made demons. Creatures much like man, but build with only one purpose. They were sent to earth to kill man, but then their arrived it was too late. Man made a furnace, a hideous pile of rock that burned remains of god's failed plants and molten then barren rock into weapons.

Then came gunpowder. Deadly mixture made from very salt meant to kill man. Now weaponized against the demons, against the god.

Then man made a machine. Creature made of that loathsome steel with electric minds. The machine took to the skies and crossed the universe to land in god's garden. god prepend an army of angels to defend, but they were crushed like the brittle bones of a bird who just received a stone from a slingshot. Indeed, man was made in god's image, but god did not know hardship. Man, on the other hand, lived in hardship for many years. god was given everything and made many things, man was given nothing, and made better things. However, today, the machines spew fire and destruction. Today, man will turn everything into nothing.

And as the god laid under a metallic boots of man creation, he saw his image twice reflected. god made man, and man made machine. This unholy machine was a man's demon. god plead for mercy, but as the steel demon unshaved it's weapon, and he could only weep. Man would call it a military grade plastic, but god saw it differently. The remains of his failed creation, molten and refined into a tool of butchery. This was evidence of one simple fact. god never had mercy, and man, made in this image, will not have it either.

And this, my dear child, is why you must make sure you do not die without a weapon in your hands. We don't know where we will go when we die, but god will be there, and WE WILL KILL HIM AGAIN

They laid a handful of coins from ancient mint and said: "Stable my horse, the pale one"