Among the first things I did in Esoteric Ebb was spectacularly injure myself by posing a question to a kobold guard that was actually a statement. To whit, "you are a kobold." My Dexterity hollered at me to stave off embarrassment with a witty follow-up, but I failed the associated dice roll and almost bit my own tongue off.
"Use this to your advantage," growled my Strength stat. "Intimidate him with your life's liquid." So I spat blood through my visor, all over the kobold's feet. "He is baffled," observed my Wisdom. "Your actions have truly made a mark upon his dark soul." Later, the kobold and I agreed - again via dice roll - that neither of us like the taste of milk, which somehow unlocked a quest to become a milkman. Apparently, the money's decent.
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