Fuchs wrote:Making the game setting a kitchen sink Sigil-copy is not all that and a bag of chips either though. Not everyone likes playing in such a setting, and some players might even be disappointed if no one shuns their evil-looking but good characters until they prove themselves.
Once everyone
knows that a half-gold dragon human is, you know, because they've existed
before your own 1/2 gold dragon human was even
born; then
no, that story is not one to be told. Everyone knows what a 1/2 gold dragon is supposed to be like.
I've played games in settings where specific races are almost always used as either "betrayer" or "monster" races; and "looking in-human" is not the critera that people will use in such a setting.
I'm going to use a larp that I go to as an example; it's a pseudo-medieval setting where there's a top-down enforced Feudal system, with laws and other bullshit. Drow are one of the PC races no one trusts (along with Orcs and Goblins).
While
Minotaurs are members of the working class, and there is an actual in-game representation of minotaur PCs; while Drow PCs tend to get driven out of town, or murdered, by other players just for being their race and trying to approach town.
People will actually hunt and murder a dark-skinned PC with white hair that tries to enter town if the players know from experience that
every fucking drow rip-off in the world is an evil villan just waiting to happen. Of course, a very courteous PC, or a very humble one might be able to get into the town, but your average "drow" is not going to be allowed into town if the majority of "Drow" are 'known' to be evil.
However, by the same token, if motherfucking
minotaurs, you know, really strong and tough creatures with cattle-faces, fur, and horns are accepted parts of a society; then people will seriously give a new minotaur the benefit of the doubt. This is because almost every Minotaur you see isn't a shit-disturber that is going to kill PCs.
Granted, they might not be allowed into the tavern immediately, but that's a
private establishment, and such places can make their own rules and such. However, they are allowed into the town's limits; because people in the setting know what is going on in their own damned setting.
Seriously, you have to make races get treated in a believable fashion based on the creatures that exist, and what their usual course of action is.
People in a setting where feathered serpents fight fiends is going to lead to people warily accepting a Coatl into town. It's
weird looking, to be sure. However, you don't want to risk pissing it off, since it might be helpful and fight the next bunch of Orcs and Ogres that try to raid your farms or burn your nearest castle.
Frank's point on
smell is a good one. People that eat low quality meat
smell like shit. No, I'm not making this up. You really are what you eat, and it affects your body's smell as a result.
I'm barely a meat eater, and I notice the smell of people who eat lower quality, or excessive amounts of meat (by excessive, I mean.... once or more per day on a daily basis). It's in their pores, and in their breath. The smell of shit and foul meat. I know someone that's a long-term vegetarian, and they've been telling me for years that they can smell the stink of meat-eater on other people. I've only started to notice this myself in the last three or four years ever since I started cutting back on meat as well.
Meat-eaters smell bad. Meat-eaters of
low quality meat smell
horrible.
The Ogre that smells of carrion is a no-go since that smell is a
tip-off that he eats meat that is past it's prime killing point (like the meat of fully grown humanoids).
While the Troll that is a known vegetarian, or only eats animals, is one that you'll have to grudgingly accept.
People will seriously give one an other the smell test; and talking like a person from the middle east; nose to nose; or kissing or hugging a new stranger is probably how people detect that an other person is a humanoid-eater or not.
Yeah, the town guard; he's going to demand a hug before you're allowed to even enter the gates. He's also going to surreptitiously get a whiff of you, and try to determine if you're a carrion-eater or not.