The flying eyes greatly remind me of the silly old arcade games. But still, this is a great take on just that. It shows that there is actually some hope for many of those clishes. Good job. Go to Comment
Yeah, I know...something with the gallery, I guess...I´ll try to fix it. The pic is drawn by my friend Johanna, who is a really talented artist. Hopefully, I´ll be able to post more of her stuff soon. /David Go to Comment
The Pcs discover an ancient, dusty oil lamp, somewhere in the bowels of a dungeon. Naturally they "rub it", and out pops a wizened, old djinn. So far so good. Then it speaks...
"Ah at last, at last I am free! Now grant me my wish!"
When the PCs explain that they are the ones that should be granted a wish, the malignant djinn explains to them that his particular oil-lamp has a curse placed upon it. Whomsoever releases the entity inside shall be geased to grant the djinn's wish to the best of their ability.
Groans ensue from the party. The djinn rubs his wrinkled hands, grins, and proceeds to name his wish. What could it be?
Encounter ( Any ) | April 7, 2016 |