Ah, Hu-Man! You Join Us In The Celebration Of Dogar And Kazon!
We Grow Excited: The Hu-Man Makes Excellent Ceremony.
When We Peel It, Urgent Bleating Comes From The Noisemaker.
Then The Green Eye Of Dogar Observes Its Writhing Upon The Altar
And The Cilia Of Kazon Swell, Indicating Their Readiness For The Juices.
It Squirms With Vigor Until We Pop The Crunchy Noisemaker.
Rejoice! The Duo Of Deception Shall Receive Their Supplication. Go to Comment
The Il-Armor is an evil tainted weapon of vengeance, death, and slaughter. in that vein I should imagine that using the armor, ala the Ring of Power, will inevitably erode the morality of the wearer until they exist solely as a killing machine. As for a game specific avenue, this would be violation of alignment if said system is used, should accumulate 'evil points' or whatever attribute is used to measure corruption.
And SnO, the inspiration for the armor is rather obvious isn't it! I LOVE Star Control II :D Go to Comment
well, not a cliche for me actually. Not familiar with Star Control II (or I for that matter), and though various bad-ass armor has appeared once, twice, or thrice in my campaigns over the years, this is quite interestingly detailed. Go to Comment
Masterfully done. A nice weaving of story, character, and elements. Many plot hooks or things that players can be hooked into from his past. Very nice to impliment live or dead in a campaign.
He echos an A Crowley in a more fantastical setting. The same basic flow of history, the bitter ashen ending, though the details are different the theme is the same. Sometimes History makes the best foundation for fantasy. Go to Comment
"After the famine hit the land, the priest Galen began religious wanderings, drawing his congregation to follow him. Those who took up with him, began to walk, a great outpouring of energy to this religious pilgrimage, coming from an impoverished nation with no true direction other than to find relief. Galen professed to his followers that they would find great resources set by his God down on Earth for them, enough to nourish and slate their thirst. Those that fell as he took them across the barren plains of the western reaches, rose again to join the lines. When finally all had died, Galen led them further, praising Nuh-Erell for that first city they came upon and a feast of flesh that lay in wait"