Verisimilitude is something which I perhaps have an excessive fondness for. Building a Warhammer Army? Let us spend too many brain cycles thinking about its origin, its likely "realistic" composition etc. Imperial Guard army? Let us worry excessively about the TO&E about the regiment from which the units are drawn. Neo-Soviets? Whole campaign setting just to justify various equipment options which are "cool". Warhammer Fantasy Battles 8th edition bothers me because of its frankly bizarre terrain rules, mostly because I wonder how civilization would exisit with a higher chance of magical trees than normal trees.
For the Deepest Sea, I worry about the relative abundance of magical creatures in regions. I think about silver economies for their historical cachet, rather than for game-ist reasons [rather excellent ones too]. I try to justify monster placement in dungeons by thinking about the reasons that a killer toad might be trapped in this area, and what it might eat to survive, and how many would be needed for a breeding population.
A long list of thinking about details of various places and times, which may or may not ever matter to anyone but myself.
Sometimes, maybe I should just play. Just let all this obsession with reality, fictional reality at that, go, and play.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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