Tell me... the S.O. of a friend of mine will assault any chocolate she sees with a flying leap, and does not break off squares like normal people do ... she BITES the chocolate off, and STUFFS her face with it. 200g in one session is NOT unusual. Go to Comment
What can I say?
Funny what an innocent chat may produce when sick/creative minds are involved in the chat...
A question though, can a necromancer that is too weak too create his own living dead be called a necromacer? Go to Comment
Minor point Roack - just because someone is thinking of world domination, doesn't mean he/she is actually powerful enough to be able to do it - more likely he/she is simply deranged (now there's a scenario waiting to happen if ever I saw one)
Now to the Melkesjokolade - chocolate flavoured undead creation potion - what a beautifully sick idea
Considerable difficulty in making it though - balances it out quite nicely - (novice dark mage say "pity about that")
Neat idea - 4/5
BTW Shadoweagle - are you sure the Sick:Creative ratio is that low â I'd have put it at 2:1 at the very least Go to Comment
I have problems.
Halow's eve: Crazy twisted Necromancer solidifies Melkesjokolyde and gives it to children. Town overrun with toddler zombies. (S)he then reanimate all the corpses (both the children and their newly slaughtered parents,) and sends them forth to bring him/her new bodies. come next year, (s)he hides his/her minions and starts on another town, repeats this until a significant army is built up, then conquers the world, and posiibly even the multiverse... 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 |