You don't like the idea of hunting without sight, but you really don't have much other choice. Fall is coming far swifter than you would have liked and you could never live with yourself if you jeopardized your daughter's safety. So after allowing Elia a few days rest, you press a spear into his hands and tell him you are going after the aurochs herd. Natrually, he is appalled at the thought. "Trym, have you lost your mind?!" he snaps, sitting up and glaring at you incredulously. "You're blind... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44925677 You conduct a ritual to the herder's bull-god, Maar and take up your javelins. You have just enough control over your magic to guide your aim and enhance the potential of your throws, but it will still be close.
Because the worldbuilding thread is apparently only for bad ideas...
>This warrior culture has a certain way to test bravery >While duels to submission are allowed, they aren't respected >To settle disputes of honor, you must use the Burning Blade >You stand on opposite sides of a fire, and stick a sword into the middle of it firmly >You then wait, ass naked, as the fire burns down >Whoever... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44925467 Thats...actually a pretty neat idea, anon. If it's yours, nice job I'm gonna steal it.
In my Post-Robot Uprising/Magical Awakening/Great Plague era Texas/Mexico, the East Texas Empire have a tradition called Night Walking that all individuals who seek to join the clergy of the Imperial Church must undergo.
>Acolyte goes to the edge of the Old Forest (Sam Houston National Park), with nothing but a white robe, a hunting knife, and their faith. >Given... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44925451 Playing 5e and I just found a sword that has contains a Solar.
Depending on how much the Solar likes the user / agrees with the mission it confers different powers.
Typically it just shakes when someone lies in its vicinity. Other things it has be shown to do, release healing energy in times of need, change the damage type to fire, and add radiant damage againt demons.
Unfortunately it does this at its own choice (except the lying part) so can be quite unreliable.
Add a sales tax to goods sold or bought in your realm. 15% on all trades. Apply heavy penalties to tax evasion or trying to hide your earnings. Use wizards with scrying abilities to enforce the penalties. Have your campaign become a fun game of "Dodge the Taxman."
Can a setting work where large armies are armed with flintlocks, or even something more primitive, but melee and mounted combat are still used? I know different countries in the real world had differing levels of technology, but were early guns really so superior as to totally decide a wars outcome?
Mostly I ask because I want to run a campaign where a group of adventurers try to retake a fort from a garrison of zombies, but the zombies still remember some basic training. Most likely there would only be a dozen or so gun users in the lot, first firing from the walls... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
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You have (most likely) grown as a roleplayer. Either as a player or a GM, odds are that you have some sense of what is and is not okay for a given setting or game. You probably shouldn't be making Card Captor Sakura in D&D, or a Tzimisce fleshcrafter in Maid.
But you had to start somewhere- and odds are that it was somewhere mired in shit. Be it a brooding edgelord or an anachronistic anime reference in an otherwise average fantasy setting, what are your own personal worst offenders?
>>44923366 Starting off the thread with the first character that comes to mind. When I was new to P&P RPGs in general, I made a drow assassin who would brood on rooftops to avoid the city guard. Everyone else in my party was clearly playing just for shits and giggles (seeing as how we had another rogue who disguised himself as a stalk of corn), while I was busy being 2deep4u and pondering my cursed existence as a drow on the surface world while simultaneously thinking everyone else was beneath me. I basically played... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44923343 Lenin's will was read out to Soviet Congress. He didn't want Stalin to be leader. Trotsky is chosen instead. Very minor purges, no famines. Cold War still happens, research into PSI pays off in a big way. 2016 rolls around, American MK-Ultra Agents and USSR Progressive Citizens are trying to suppress ISIS True Believers in Syria, while the US Department of Science tries to deal with growing levels of spontaneous psychic outbursts... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>44923343 Scandinavia Christianisation never happened. The Norse faith formed into an official Church that united Sweden, Norway, Finland, and Denmark into one nation. Scandinavia becomes a Super Power in the world stage
Kuvasz is quick to shove you out of the way and blast the lead droid right between the photoreceptors. The other droids retract the blasters out of their hands, and start marching towards you. “Get behind me!” he yells. You’re not interested in getting some new breathing holes so you listen to him. The droids start blasting away at him, their shots exploding and bursting right off the heavy shell of Kuvasz’s armor. “Agh! Sunava…”
“Are you okay!?”... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“Hey!” yells an Imperial Engineer from one of the upper catwalks. “You down there!” You all look up to see him and a squad of Stormtroopers caught up in blasting apart more droids. One of them is blown back by a droid’s barrage of bolts. “The Control Room door’s been sealed shut! You’re closer to it than we are!” He grabs an arc welder from his belt and drops it down to Misri. “Get that door open and turn the power on, we’ll distract the droids!”
“Good luck!” you yell... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>Blatant favoritism >DMPCs (NPCs are fine) >Setting is "sandbox" >Setting is Fantasy medieval England except everyone is furry. >Pushes something onto players that they are clearly uncomfortable with. Feel free to add on.
I read all of Foundation and the Robots series a while back. Since then I've been trying and failing to find a space opera book series on that level of quality, with that amount of depth and ideas. /lit/ is useless. Is there anything like Foundation?
Welcome to A Song of Revenge and Gold: House Malroy Quest. In which you take the reins of a House of storied glorious past since Aegon’s Conquering, but whose fortunes have taken a turn for the worse in the doom that Robert’s Rebellion brought. Taking place in 284AC a year after the Rebellion has ended you are Brynden Malroy, second son to Lord Vamos Malroy and Lady Esemella Hayford and the last living heir to Steadhold and House Malroy.
House Malroy is a pre-genned House designed around the idea of a story within the Crownlands of a House fiercely loyal to the Targaryens... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
In truth it felt like it had been a lifetime ago since your last prim and proper wedding, those of the Westerosi fashion at least. The affairs of the Essosi that the Second Sons had provided security detail for were far more… Extravagant, lacking a better word for it. Throwing your mind back to your days as a squire the very last you could properly remember was a small occasion held in King’s Landing, your mother’s younger sister was marrying a household knight of King’s Landing and you had been drug along with her and your Uncle Ser Dontos Malroy, far against your wishes.Your... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
The torn feeling of fleeing from your home and instead staying wrestled inside your gut, threatening to overflow the evening’s meal at a moment, until she had said a final thing, “Of course we would still expect you to marry proper Brynden. A lowborn girl is no match for a Malroy,” it was phrase which had hardened your resolve, and you had decided your flight was the only true answer. It was also the last time you had spoken with your mother.
You shake your mind of idle thoughts, pushing away the remembered last pains of a boy fresh into his manhood, you were... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
A soft rasp upon the door calls your attentions away from your last bit of grooming and you throw a, “It is open,” casually to it. It creaks and a silent step comes from behind, you look into the mirror, expecting one of the servants that often attended your room, only to find a stout man cloaked in drab brown, a worn dagger upon his side giving the faintest glint in the morning sun, and his hood drawn up so as to only allow your eyes to see the thin lips of this unknown man. You sit in quiet, watching him in the mirror, your hand raises to your breast, the hidden dirk above... Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
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