I'll admit, I never saw the original version of this, but I think it holds potential, depending on usage. I'm getting a strange vibe from it as I'm reading it, like I'm missing something that's implied yet isn't written. Otherwise, it holds potential, depending on how a GM uses it.
Oh, and if it were a divine artifact, how could underworld-ians replicate it? Go to Comment
I love where this item can lead. For example, this allows some desperate hero who needs to rescue some maiden from the clutches of an evil necromancer to slip among his minons, provided he don the thing and can deal with someone who can make the thing as well.
Also, a cursed, or even more cursed version, that the soul of the being skinned still inhabits it and consumes/ fights for the soul of the wearer to take his body for his own.
Or reverse it. A skin that lets the undead seem as the living for a time. What a lovely new friend you have. Here, he seems to have dropped this finger... Go to Comment
Thanks everyone for commenting. Glad you found the idea interesting (at least). Agar, those are some neat ideas to go with it. Especially the cursed skin. That could turn interesting.
An additional feature: There is a small chance that the first time someone puts on the Guise, that the Guise will refuse to come off and the wearer will begin to slowly turn into an undead creature themselves. Go to Comment
I would definately add additional drawbacks, such as the wearer has the viewpoint of undead, so life is both visible, hunger-inducing, and induces hatred. The wearer would need to have strong willpower to avoid falling into the mind-set of undead. Go to Comment
Sages and naturalists frown at the common name given to these strange creatures by the small folk, but sometimes the silliest nicknames for creatures, places and people persevere in the minds of many. “Purifiers”, “Pond Jellies”, “Breath-Stealers”, “Lung-Ticklers” and “River Butterflies” are much less commonly heard appellations for these life forms. Wet Faeries are basically (and simply) a species of fist-sized, fresh-water jellyfish. Several traits steer them toward the peculiar category however. Firstly, Wet Faeries are nearly invisible in the water, much like their marine cousins but even more so. One can swim in a river swarming with these critters and not even notice their presence. Secondly, they possess the unique ability to clean and purify whatever body of water they inhabit. They do this via some sort of biological filtration process, sucking in all toxins present in the water, and releasing it back in its purest form. Needless to say, they are both a blessing and a curse to whichever folk dwell beside the rivers and lakes Wet Faeries inhabit. On one hand, no purer water can be found anywhere than a Wet Faerie lake or pond, and yet, in “pure” water “life” tends in fact to die out, lacking the needed nutrients to prosper. Thirdly, their “sting” is (unfortunately) virulently poisonous to all mammalians. Wet Faeries are loathe to sting anyone or anything, using their barbed fronds as a last line of defense, but if stung, most swimmers will suffer respiratory arrest, and die within minutes, usually drowning before they can make it back to shore.
Alchemists, druids, and less savory characters have studied these creatures over the years, and have predictably found all the ways Wet Faeries could be exploited. Morbidly humorous, some bards find it, that the Poisoners and Assassins Guilds as well as the Healer’s Union, all prize these creatures. The assassins use the extracted venom in obvious fashion, while the priests and healers use the still-living jelly-fish to sterilize other poison potions and to cure those already poisoned on death’s door.
It is known that a certain Earl Von Trumble keeps his vast castle moat stocked with Wet Faeries, the waters so clear that every bone of every one of his past enemies can be clearly seen on the bottom, twenty two feet below.
Encounter ( Any ) | June 20, 2014 |