"Bears?  Ha!  In my day, young lady, we had DIRE bears!"<br/><br/>;D ;D ;D<br/><br/>Keeping in mind, I starting rp'ing in fourth grade, with a couple of other kids.  None of us had any idea what we were doing, let alone really grasped half the stuff in this little red book called Basic D&D...so we tended to, uhm, improvise some details.  In the most juvenile, purile, and ridiculous way possible...our DM had just discovered the bikini cheesecake pinup and Playboy magazine (courtesy of, IIRC, a careless older sibling).<br/><br/>I was very disappointed to learn that Fighter/Cleric/Magic-user was not a legitimate class, and even more sad to learn that no, treasure distribution by random die roll was not SOP...plus, of course, you had to account for the weight of what you were carrying.<br/><br/>We were happy little travesties of play balance in those days, ahhhhh, yes...