Forganthus's Random Submissions - ( 29 )

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A Spell Called Catherine By: Forganthus

When a wizard named Mendalus develops a spell that summons an obedient woman named Catherine--exactly like any other summoning spell--it creates chaos in the wizard-metropolis of Meltheria, as many interested parties struggle to understand the nature (and legality) of the Catherine spell, while vast fortunes hang in the balance.

by Forganthus
628xp
17 replies
5282 views
10 HoHs
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Garashino By: Forganthus

The City of Strangers. The Beautiful City. The City of Gold. The City of Sharks.

by Forganthus
210xp
10 replies
2571 views
1 HoH
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Vodai, the White Child By: Forganthus

There are some types of evil that are not easily recognizable as such. Much like the mountain-top ascetic or the cloistered saint, there is no obvious sign of the darkness that lurks inside Vodai.

by Forganthus
90xp
4 replies
2880 views
1 HoH
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Ghorion, the Weaponmaster By: Forganthus

Ghorion was once one of the Three Troll Kings of the Cloudsteeth Mountains. Undeath has only made him crueler, and much, much more powerful.

by Forganthus
155xp
11 replies
2388 views
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The Awakened By: Forganthus

'We're nothing new. We've always been here. YOU're the newcomers. You're the animal that forgot that it was a man. Stop crying, you animal, you sleepwalker! If you opened your eyes for only an instant you would see that. You're a race of amnesiacs, of dreaming children. I said STOP CRYING! You disgust me. That's why I'm not going to explain anything else. That's why you will die--screaming--without ever having truly woken up. I will paint every inch of this floor with your blood.'

-An Awakened, formerly Ms. Albright, speaking to Albert Frond, immediately before his murder

by Forganthus
155xp
6 replies
2334 views
1 HoH
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Non-Euclidean Architecture: Part 2 By: Forganthus

In which more methods are expounded by which one may refine a dungeon to more sublime levels of confusion.

This isn't nonsense--this is logic!

by Forganthus
335xp
12 replies
4781 views
3 HoHs
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Hagula By: Forganthus

I try to avoid them if I can. I see them sometimes herding their flocks of flabby grey creatures into and out of Boston harbor, and it always gives me the chills. Briano tells me that they brought me back to life, but I can't remember it. I can't remember a lot of stuff. He also tells me that I was good friends with one of them once. One of the ones that begs outside of Grand Island Bank for nickels or blood. I can't tell you why I'm uncomfortable around them. They're just fish.

by Forganthus
125xp
6 replies
2351 views
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Psuedo-Imaginary Dinosaurs By: Forganthus

We were crossing a ridge when Corgan was lifted off the ground by something. 'Shoot it! Shoot the tyrannosaur!' he screamed as blood streamed from the puncture wounds that had opened up in belly. I fired into the empty space above him to no effect. Then Corgan's ragged corpse dropped to the forest floor, and I was alone. Utterly alone. There was no dinosaur. There was nothing.

by Forganthus
230xp
7 replies
2243 views
3 HoHs
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Catbooks By: Forganthus

After the sorceress Rigalene died, those going through her estate were puzzled. Where were all her books? And how would they find homes for all these cats?

by Forganthus
275xp
13 replies
4249 views
1 HoH
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Tumble Melon Tree By: Forganthus

A tree that sends roaming fruit on a singular quest.

by Forganthus
315xp
11 replies
3133 views
3 HoHs
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Anophelite, Male By: Forganthus

a.k.a. Mosquito Man, a.k.a. Stirgili, a.k.a. Mansquito.

by Forganthus
145xp
9 replies
3326 views
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The Hollows of Teragaius By: Forganthus

A dangerous, alien plane where glowing frog-slimes slither and slurp, metal-skinned bird people rebuff diplomacy, and only the endless subterranean tunnels are safe (just mind the gravity-bending moles). Visitors will have to skulk around in the dark to avoid the curse carried by the sunlight. Because (have I mentioned?) the sun is the source of a powerful curse--one that covers the whole planet.

by Forganthus
225xp
8 replies
2928 views
1 HoH
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How I Vote By: Forganthus

When photons bounce off your subs and into my retinas, this is how my headmeats give me numerals.

by Forganthus
175xp
14 replies
2853 views
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Just in Time By: Forganthus

So you’ve finally done it. With the best of intentions all around the table, your PCs have finally blundered into the blender like curious gerbils, and now they are hopelessly outnumbered and outgunned. They are doomed, unless you unleash Secret GM Gambit #4 on them.

by Forganthus
115xp
8 replies
2584 views
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Mountain's Coin By: Forganthus

How the Clerics of Stone cheat death.

by Forganthus
150xp
10 replies
2521 views
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Time Zombie By: Forganthus

Death is the fate of every birth, and life is only a brief loan of light before the eternal darkness swallows us. The remaining years of life have been stolen from the creatures known as Time Zombies, who stalk the living in the hopes of stealing a few more years of precious life.

by Forganthus
250xp
16 replies
3206 views
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The Lavei Family By: Forganthus

A family of semi-retired doomsday cultists, just trying to live a quiet life while tending an apple orchard in the country. Except with complications.

by Forganthus
220xp
13 replies
3361 views
1 HoH
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Non-Euclidean Architecture: Part 1 By: Forganthus

From Innsmouth to Cthulhutech, a common phrase is “non-Euclidean architecture”. But what is it, and how can it be included in your games in a way that is interesting and fun?

by Forganthus
480xp
21 replies
10839 views
4 HoHs
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Ogrish Thundergun By: Forganthus

Everyone knows that firearms are weapons only fit for orcs—smelly, loud, and unreliable. But there are guns made for ogres, too, and the largest of those are called Thunderguns.

by Forganthus
170xp
7 replies
2905 views
1 HoH
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The Gentle Beasts By: Forganthus

The cries sounded like some misshapen creature being devoured alive. Or a stillborn baby deer, somehow struggling back to life in the filthy grove where it had been abandoned, crying in infinite pain and hatred.

As I neared the ridge, I could hear a set of shuffling, twitchy half-steps, more like pained spasms than any sort of a gait. And when I saw it. . . Oh gods. . . It's like. . . that face. . . THAT HORRIBLE FACE!

by Forganthus
90xp
4 replies
2489 views