Sunday, January 22, 2017

Ratlings


In the world of Garus, ratlings are the creation of the goddess, Simera. Following her destruction of the city of Sertu, the goddess elevated ordinary rats to near-human intellect. She set them to living in the ruins of Sertu as a kind of mockery to the efforts of her fellow goddess, Ademnestra.  The ratlings, therefor, were created to be part of a divine joke that was in poor taste.
The ratlings did not stay in Sertu. They left the ruins of the city and traveled west and south, establishing nests along their way.  They turned away from Simera, as a patron goddess, and many embraced Datosh, viewing him as a God of Change rather than Chaos.
Ratling nests are controlled by the strongest or the smartest ratling. Occasionally, a charismatic ratling leader will unite several nests under his control. These individuals are known as rat kings, and they are very rare.

Ratling Traits
Ability Scores. Your Strength score increases by 2 and your Dexterity score by 1. Your Intelligence score is decreased by 1 and your Charisma score by 2.
Age. Ratlings mature quickly. They are considered adults at 13. Most can live for five or six decades, but many die earlier from violence, disease, etc.
Alignment. Ratlings are concerned mainly with their own survival. The majority are neutral.
Size. Ratlings are between 4 and 5 feet tall and average about 100 to 120 pounds, They are considered Medium creatures.
Speed. Your base walking speed is 30 feet.
Darkvision. Largely nocturnal, ratlings have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Keen Noses. You have proficiency on all Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on smell.
Light Sensitive. You have disadvantage on attack rolls and on Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on sight when you, the target of your attack, or whatever you are trying to perceive is in bright light.
Languages. You speak Ratling and one other language of your choice.

Ratling Actions
Bite. Melee weapon attack. +4 to hit, reach 5 feet, one target. Hit: 1d4 +2 piercing damage.
Spear. Melee weapon attack. +3 to hit; range is 20/60 feet; one target. Hit: 1d6 +1 piercing damage.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Saturday, January 7, 2017

Happy Belated New Years

Good evening, gentle readers!
Please forgive my absence, but it's been an 'interesting' couple of weeks for yours' truly.
'Interesting' in the sense of the Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times."
First things first.
I'm unemployed.
The comic shop I've been working at for the last few years shut its doors this past December. It was a sad time. I really enjoyed that job. Comics have been a passion of mine for years and it was a lot of fun to work somewhere where I could indulge that passion and 'geek out' with the customers.
And, of course, the end of 2016 was a godsend.
The whole year wasn't bad.
Just the last quarter.
I'm glad to see the end of it, and so were a lot of you, I imagine.
2017 is still new, it still has that new car, minty fresh smell to it. Let's hope it doesn't go pear-shaped on us. *fingers crossed*
Being unemployed sort of sucks.
I've applied for unemployment benefits, but it will take a while before I know if I'm eligible. In the meantime, I'm having to jump through hoops to accommodate the governing agency. Honestly? I'm thinking of saying fuck it and just roughing it out on my own.
I have been pro-active with employment. In the last week, I think I've applied for about twelve jobs? Maybe more? I'm not sure. I've also registered with a temp agency (something I haven't done in years), and am considering registering with a few more.
So, hopefully something will open up for me soon and I can get back to work.
If anyone wants to help out, feel free to go to Amazon and buy a copy of an e-book or something. I'd appreciate it.
Speaking of books, I'm starting to write again. Well, to do research at any rate, for a future story. The past year, I've mostly been content to experiment with poetry, particularly the haiku form.  But now I feel like I want to sink my teeth into something meatier.
So, *fingers crossed* lets hope I manage to produce something readable in the near future.
I hope all of you had a happy new year's celebration and that 2017 isn't pissing all over you.
What's next? 
Hopefully a job. Or a decent story.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Que sera, sera

Good evening, gentle readers!
Today has been a rough day for yours truly.  
Actually, it's been a rough month.
As I think I mentioned previously, the shop that I work at will be closing down at the end of the year. In anticipation of that event, I've been putting out feelers, trying to get a job lined up for the new year.
Initially, I had some strong possibilities, but they didn't amount to anything. Then, last month, I was advised to apply at a regional insurance agency.
I sort of shrugged my shoulders and put in an application. I was pleasantly surprised to get a telephone interview with their HR Department. Later, still, I was invited to their office for a face-to-face interview with one of their managers. It lasted about 45 minutes and I thought it went pretty well, even though I had to scramble at the last moment to find something "businesslike."
That was about a week ago. 
I thought I had the job nailed down, but then I got a call from their HR Department advising me that they had gone with someone else.
I was somewhat disappointed, but not as much as I probably should have been. It would have been a nice job, with some nice benefits, but I'm not sure I'm cut out for that whole nine to five gig.  I'm not a morning person and I hate the idea of having to wear a tie.
I keep joking that I'm going to get a real phone and just Uber for a while, but now I'm thinking maybe I shouldn't dismiss it.  But then I think about having complete strangers in my car and I just go, "No."
Still, you can't sit on your ass, and expect the world to hand you a golden ring.
That's why I just applied at another place.
What next?
I don't know.
Let's find out together.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Stuff and Nonsense

The first book that I can ever remember hating was Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.
I was still in elementary school when I stumbled across a copy of it, sitting on a dusty bookshelf at home.  I was familiar with the name and had seen bits and pieces of the old Disney cartoons, so I pulled it out, made myself comfy on the couch and started to read.
I didn't get very far that first time. After a couple of chapters I shut the book and, if I remember correctly, throwing it across the room.
I had never done that with a book before and I haven't done it with one since.
I didn't like that book, but I kept going back to it. Perhaps I thought it would get better? It was supposed to be a great classic, wasn't it? It was supposed to be wildly popular with kids?
Mostly, I remember feeling incredibly frustrated when I read the book. Maybe it was Carroll's language? Or the fact that Alice was a bloody irritating girl! She was the sort of person who thought math jokes were fun.
It took a while for me to finish the book. I had to read it in snips and snaps. When I finally turned the last page and closed the book, it was winter. I was on the couch in the living room. There was a fire in the fireplace.
I sat there on the couch, holding the book, peering into the fire, seriously thinking about burning it.
Yes.
I hated Alice's Adventures in Wonderland that much.
No. That's not right.
I didn't hate the book, I loathed it. Even now, just thinking about it sets my teeth on edge and makes my skin itch.
People have described that book as charming and whimsical.
I disagree.
I think that book is mad. I used to wonder if Carroll was high on opium when he wrote it.
It is the one book that I never recommend to anyone to read. Ever.
My reaction to it is visceral.
If it were a person, I would punch them in the face.
Repeatedly.