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Awesome! Your storytelling is unrivaled, Scrasamax, and this potion has my head swimming with ideas! I particularly like your #2 plot hook. I can easily see an aging poet approaching the PC's and offering them his life savings for the potion. He wants to complete the perfect poem for his dying wife, the love of his life, before it is too late. Once she has passed, he will have no need of his writing skills, and he is more than willing to give up his talent and gold to make her happy one last time, with the greatest love poem he could possibly write. Go to Comment
I wonder how many other ways this potion could express its power. Could it be used to elevate someone of feeble talents into greatness (Or at least mediocrity?) For example, Artus the Lame is challenged to a footrace and hopes to achieve a moderate trot, or Grollgurg the Hunchbacked must seduce a cynical barmaid... After all, Zero x 3 = Zero... Go to Comment
While only a guild of brick makers, this is well brought to the table.
I was thinking of an instance where the PC's are after someone, or something, and it goes into a building that has recently been done. They try to enter through the door but it is blocked, so seeing that the brick is freshly laid, begin breaking there way through the brick wall. Explain that one to a guild and society that relies so heavily on the brick. Go to Comment
Hmmm... I am not really much for the evil for the sake of evil... ok, maybe sometimes.
But this makes the organisation look differently - a group of people, each pursuing their own vendetta, who can't achieve it otherwise - so they mascarade as psychos (OK, they may be quite marked by their past, and there will be real psychos, too). So they would combine their various agendas into what looks like random acts of violence.
Everyone is a hero in their own mind. Nobody wakes up and says, "I'm Evil". Everyone has reasons and justifications for their own actions. This is an excellent look into the mind of an "Evil Knight". (Not so simply Evil seeming now that you know the reasons behind it all.) Two paws up. Go to Comment
The Chinese, when attacking a castle or fort, flew kites over the city wall and used the length of string it took to get it there as a measurement to know how far they had to dig a tunnel to get under the wall.