Boredom produces another annoying RPG post

[muckefuck]

Jesus, how much longer is this afternoon going to drag on? My last e-mail to bunj got bounced. We were discussing my minotaur character which, for reasons I can no longer fathom, we decided to make a Mithraist. Must be all the bull imagery.

In any case, I proposed that his band of minotaurs discover an abandoned mithraeum, become entranced with the mysterious imagery, and make up some wacky cult around it. Then it occured to me: This is a world where Mithra is not just a name, he's an actual existant being. If he wants, he can make every secret of his cult down to the tiniest detail appear in the mind of the first minotaur with half a brain to wander into his sanctum.

That's what I get for thinking like a modern-day agnostic anthropologist again.

Still, I'd like to think that even he can't prevent a certain warping of his traditions. And due to the slavery angle, my character's going to be isolated from the cult and making up his own crazy (and possibly heretical) cosmology and ethics. (To answer prilicla's question, I plan to have his master dead before play begins. He won't actually be enslaved any more, but he'll have more of a slave mindset than that of a free man, let alone a free minotaur.)

I'm also thinking he's going to have been polled by his captors, so I should probably have him invest in a pair of wicked iron false horns. I thought of having him gelded, too, but I'm not quite ready to play a castrato character. I suppose there's no statute of limitations on regenerate so I could always have him pay a cleric to regrow his testes. What would it be like to get your balls back after living without them for years?

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In any case, I proposed that his band of minotaurs discover an abandoned mithraeum, become entranced with the mysterious imagery, and make up some wacky cult around it. Then it occured to me: This is a world where Mithra is not just a name, he's an actual existant being. If he wants, he can make every secret of his cult down to the tiniest detail appear in the mind of the first minotaur with half a brain to wander into his sanctum.

Or elsewhere, for that matter. Granted, if he's got a thriving cult, he'd probably need a motive to try to add an islandful of minotaurs. But you'd think that in a D&D world it would be tough for a god's number of worshippers to fall below a certain level if he didn't want it do. ("Okay, then, the next hundred new worshippers get ninth level spells. This offer won't last, so start propitiating now. Don't make me blight the crops...")

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What would it be like to get your balls back after living without them for years?

"Better lock up the cows, boys!"