Ah snap, I was gonna make a '30' - 30 Levels of Hell, but this sub more or less is what i had in mind :p i may still consider it - but anyway; Incarnadines Golden sub "A Gasp of Glass" should definitely be added to this list. Go to Comment
Ah snap, I was gonna make a '30' - 30 Levels of Hell, but this sub more or less is what i had in mind :p i may still consider it, because the 30 was going to focus more on locations within hell as opposed to 'personal hells' - but anyway; Incarnadines Golden sub "A Gasp of Glass" should definitely be added to this list. Go to Comment
Strangely enough, Clergyman 3 has some aquaintances with the underground still, and his closest connection is his long-time friend; the son of the criminal leader who ordered the artefact stolen.
Due to his conversion, Clergyman 3 has been long out of touch with the criminal world, but when he finally meets up with his old friend, he will learn of the stealing of the artefact, and also of the sons plots to become leader of the underground.
After Clergyman 3 tells the Criminals son of the groups plan to find and retrieve the artefact, the son decides that this will be of benefit to him; if nothing else than to delay the artefacts passage to the king. Thus the party has an unlikely ally in the midst of their enemies. Go to Comment
Mmm... pools of blood come to life! While it's a relatively simple backstory so far, the idea of the creature itself interests me. instead of cold, I would imagine that fire or intense heat would be the best thing to dispatch one of these - 'cauterising' the threat by drying the blood. No liquid would say to me that there's no fluid motion which would allow the creature to move. In fact, I could imagine that the blood beasts chemical makeup is quite delicate, and it could be very susceptible to any changes in temperature. Thus, you wouldn't find these in deserts or arctic environments, and when winter comes, they may have to "hibernate" in a warmer area... say an attic of a house in a nearby town?
Actually, that poses an interesting thought:
A blood beast has been terrorising a town, and the adventurers finally slay the beast by throwing a flammable oil into it then tossing a torch at it. All that remained was a gruesome dried patch of blood on the ground. The Adventurers leave the town, victorious. But then the mayor orders the cleaning crew to remove the stain. Seconds after a bucket of water is splashed on the patch, the liquid begins to churn and bubble, and the pool of blood-soaked water abruptly slithers away into the darkness, in the same direction that the adventurers left town...
A blood beast may be able to lie dormant for decades in its dried state, until someone spills some water on it.
Corpsefall is great, and I love the additional ideas on it. I'm thinking the safest place to live would be underground, in a tunnel/mine system supported by bones and with several entrances (guarded?) giving several miles, in case a corpse drops over one of the entrances A massive undertaking perhaps, especially surf limited tools, but useful. And then fungi and edible moss may be cultivated beneath it. Go to Comment
It's a nifty little puzzle to throw at your players. I like Psykie's additional thought of adding a cultist humming the chords, though. Other clues could be spread around the place if need be - old sheet music; the pipes that carry the correct chords could be less rusty; cultists could be interrogated and so on. Go to Comment
Yeah, my first thoughts were Flubber, too.
This can be converted into a modern/futuristic game by substituting the magical trigger with electrical.
It's a object of many uses - I like the mining idea. I'm sure a gun-like object could be crafted out of this somehow, using a metal barrel, some shrapnel and the gum building up pressure... anyways.
Particularly insidious if it were to be snuck in someone's food and then somehow activated, exploding their stomachs. Go to Comment
This is cool, and actually has some positive uses as opposed to negative. Perhaps a rogue could steal into an enemies war camp and attach this to their maps and war tactic plans. Taking the maps would be difficult, but just sitting one of these plain old charms on it and walking away will be simple! And when the general wants to refer to the plans... Gone! Someone has stolen it! Chaos ensues in the camp as I everyone hunts down the traitor with the map! But in reality it has just blinked away onto the ground behind the chest in the tent.
Hrm. It's probably best to try and steer away from rules/system based properties (such as a +1 weapon); I find it best to write it as you would read it in a book. For example, if you write something along the lines of "The sword was of exceptional craftmanship, and the point and edge far superior to that of a normal rapier." The DMs will understand that this is not supposed to be an average rapier, and they shall appoint appropriate bonuses to it when they use it in their campaign.
I'd like to see the scenario of the assassination attempt that promted the need for the Danamax Rapier expanded on. While this weapon has a backstory about it, it's only a +1 sword, so the only way to make it more interesting to us is to have a very in-depth history to it.
Here are some questions which may be worth expanding on:
- Why were the old weapons inferior? Did they break in combat during the assassination? Were they slow and cumbersome? Were the assassins perhaps part of the royal guard, and the reason all swords look different is to identify the owner?
- Why the falcon? Is it the royal symbol of Danamax? Was the king inspired by a falcon in flight, to make these swords? Perhaps the weaponsmith was an eccentric and wouldn't make the sword unless it was made in homage to his favourite animal!
- What was involved in finding the "best weaponsmith in the land"? Did he stroll across the main marketplace and browse the shops? What if it involved an epic quest to find a small ramshackle in the middle of a forest where a dottering old bespectacled man was hammering away on the most exquisite weapons the king had seen!
I like how you would get eyebrows raised if you wandered around in public with this, as a nobody.
And I like the history to it; i'd just love to hear more about it to make this weapon more catchy to me than just a 'mere +1 rapier'. Go to Comment
This rather plainly carved set of thirty keys was once owned by a rather unassuming stage illusionist, who drowned when trying to use them to unlock a set of shackles while suspended in a tank of water. this impressive set of keys is able to lock any keylock known to man; magical or otherwise - although oddly it cannot unlock anything at all.
Unfortunately however, after using one of these keys the tip will always snap off and be caught in the lock indefinitely. The snapped end will cause the lock to be unusable by the original key. While this may at first seem to be a rather worthless keyset, one may find it somewhat useful in foiling pursuers, or keeping a hostage in a room.
Currently there are only six usable keys left on this unique set. Go to Comment
I think this item is pretty cool, but then I don't really roleplay - i just like the fact that the first thing that popped in my head from reading this is John Travolta strutting along the street to the Beegees, Zombies rising from the ground behind him. Go to Comment
Love the name, first of all. The submission could have ended up being just a sack of rotten apples, but I still would have known that the apples were just terrible! I love things which play on fear and mental trauma rather than brute strength, so I enjoy this. I also like how simple the item is - just a bag of bones - yet it holds a purpose which any unsuspecting person would not imagine; until they opened the sack. Go to Comment
This is worth a bump, I think, plus it will aid me in my Acolyte quest! I love the mythic backstory as to why the holy necromancers are able to access powers of the realm of shadow due to Alabrin piercing a hole through Kronath's Veil. I also like that the Necromancers are the servants of light as opposed to darkness. Go to Comment
In a crowded marketplace, a man is standing on a soapbox, orating. Some of the crowd are cheering, some hissing, some standing around saying "I can't hear a bl**dy word he's saying". It's a hustings for an election. The PCs can either leave, or stay and listen. If they do the latter, then they can vote too, and they might get quite involved in the cheering. Depending on who wins they might get quite involved in the post-election brawl too...
There are numerous possibilities with this encounter: the PCs might end up talking to one of the nervous candidates before their speech, and offer encouragement and support. Of course this candidate may well turn out to be someone with outspokenly unorthodox views, and the crowd don't take kindly to s/his supporters. Or maybe the seemingly innocuous candidate turns out to be a complete racist, and the PCs wander off embarrassedly, pretending they weren't talking to this person five minutes ago.