That feeling when you're playtesting your long-delayed megadungeon and there's a 20' high bird god idol with glowing orange eyes and one of your players -- who has in fact probably never seen this picture:
follows her rogue's instinct to climb up and see if those eyes are a) gems and b) pry-able ...
but no, they are just magic light cast on stone eyes.
In what is not really a fit of pique and more like dogged mission completion mode, she then takes hammer and chisel and chips off all the light-bearing stone, raining a shower of little half-glowing, candle-strength chips on the floor ...
which turn out to be a useful small treasure in their own right.
Confirming that it's much more fun to redraw the path of ages, then follow it.
On Emotion in the Creative Process
19 hours ago
Very nice. I like that determination.
ReplyDeleteBaller move!
ReplyDeleteMan, if I lived in a world where magic was real, a lantern powered by continuously-lit stone fragments would be a tempting purchase if I saw it in the marketplace...
ReplyDeleteIndeed, but thanks to party socialism everyone got a chunk or two ...
DeleteWhat, no laser death rays?
ReplyDeleteHa ha! Sometimes ignorance of the usual tropes is bliss...
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