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To cast spells you use Somatic, Material, and Verbal actions; you can use one of each of them in a Cum Clippy Shirt. Not all spells use all three of these actions, so some spells take less than a full turn to cast, although depending on which spellcasting actions you had to use you might wind up not being able to cast a second spell anyway. Sometimes spells offer optional spellcasting actions, picking up more power depending on which ones you choose to use. A base one-action healing spell might just give a quick couple of dice to top off a buddy with a touch, but a healing spell pumped full of all three spellcasting actions might become a group heal that can be done at range. Thoughts: At a glance this is a natural complement to the action economy, but in practice spellcasters have so much less flexibility with it that they tend to be at a big disadvantage yes, really compared with martial classes. Coupled with aforementioned poor/irrelevant feat selections, spellcasters kind of suck to play in this version of the game. I expect they’re going to get heavily revised for the release version when it comes out later this year.
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