How Much Would We Really Know About FFXI...

no thoughts on this issue? normally you guys are all over stuff like this. wonder how many views and responses this thread would have had i named it something like "zomg windower is evil! and users must die!!"

I'm not saying it would be impossible to figure these things out on your own, but the amount of time and effort involved would have been drastically increased, stacked on top of incredible amounts of trial and error failures.

Does anyone really care...?

FFXI as a game isnt very hard without windower plugins, and I don't think all these math testings really make or break everything. Plugins just make it more convenient.

I am intrigued how the whiny anti-third party app crowd will try to argue their way out of this one. Without third party tools, you wouldn't be half as good as you are now, even if you don't use them. You use the knowledge gained from them.

I am intrigued how the whiny anti-third party app crowd will try to argue their way out of this one.

Without third party tools, you wouldn't be half as good as you are now, even if you don't use them. You use the knowledge gained from them.

NPC: "I wan't something"
You: What?
NPC: "From somewhere"
You: Wtf you talking about?
NPC: "I'll be waiting."
YOU: WTF?!

"Playing this game to its full potential," do you mean these same players would have fun without any plug-ins and simply the game as it was presented on the PS2 console?

(I'm not saying what's fun for everyone. I meant too many elitists in the self-absorbed-and-vocal-about-it sense just because they read something. ,_,)

Bad Breath and Sweet Breath have an AoE range of 50'.

Now when I had mastered the language of this water and had come to know every trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. But I had lost something, too. I had lost something which could never be restored to me while I lived. All the grace, the beauty, the poetry had gone out of the majestic river! I still keep in mind a certain wonderful sunset which I witnessed when steamboating was new to me. A broad expanse of the river was turned to blood; in the middle distance the red hue brightened into gold, through which a solitary log came floating, black and conspicuous; in one place a long, slanting mark lay sparkling upon the water; in another the surface was broken by boiling, tumbling rings, that were as many-tinted as an opal; where the ruddy flush was faintest, was a smooth spot that was covered with graceful circles and radiating lines, ever so delicately traced; the shore on our left was densely wooded, and the sombre shadow that fell from this forest was broken in one place by a long, ruffled trail that shone like silver; and high above the forest wall a clean-stemmed dead tree waved a single leafy bough that glowed like a flame in the unobstructed splendor that was flowing from the sun. There were graceful curves, reflected images, woody heights, soft distances; and over the whole scene, far and near, the dissolving lights drifted steadily, enriching it, every passing moment, with new marvels of coloring.

I stood like one bewitched. I drank it in, in a speechless rapture. The world was new to me, and I had never seen anything like this at home. But as I have said, a day came when I began to cease from noting the glories and the charms which the moon and the sun and the twilight wrought upon the river's face; another day came when I ceased altogether to note them. Then, if that sunset scene had been repeated, I should have looked upon it without rapture, and should have commented upon it, inwardly, in this fashion: "This sun means that we are going to have wind to-morrow; that floating log means that the river is rising, small thanks to it; that slanting mark on the water refers to a bluff reef which is going to kill somebody's steamboat one of these nights, if it keeps on stretching out like that; those tumbling 'boils' show a dissolving bar and a changing channel there; the lines and circles in the slick water over yonder are a warning that that troublesome place is shoaling up dangerously; that silver streak in the shadow of the forest is the 'break' from a new snag, and he has located himself in the very best place he could have found to fish for steamboats; that tall dead tree, with a single living branch, is not going to last long, and then how is a body ever going to get through this blind place at night without the friendly old landmark?"

No, the romance and the beauty were all gone from the river. All the value any feature of it had for me now was the amount of usefulness it could furnish toward compassing the safe piloting of a steamboat. Since those days, I have pitied doctors from my heart. What does the lovely flush in a beauty's cheek mean to a doctor but a "break" that ripples above some deadly disease? Are not all her visible charms sown thick with what are to him the signs and symbols of hidden decay? Does he ever see her beauty at all, or doesn't he simply view her professionally, and comment upon her unwholesome condition all to himself? And doesn't he sometimes wonder whether he has gained most or lost most by learning his trade?

People seemed to do just fine when the game was first released and there were no third party apps. Game knowledge was based on people going out and testing concepts for themselves without using third party tools and sharing the info with others. I'm pretty sure it'll be the same w/ FFXIV. You're certainly entitled to use third party tools and I'm entitled not to, let's just leave it at that.

50' means nothing to a non-Windower user though, considering there's no displayed measurement system like that in FFXI.

You're entitled not to use third party programs. There's no doubt about it. But don't act like everything that is considered common knowledge now would still be considered as such without the use of third party programs.

Also, when the game first started, the level cap was 50, the highest rank was rank 5, and there wasn't 20 jobs to level. People seem to forget that.