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>>54608218
radiation level

Basically the two seas have two different species of mermaid that can interbreed to create infertile offspring

>>54608218
Mermen vs Tritons

Or possibly deep ones.

Which BBEG? There was a new one almost every other session.

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Second for Eberron is best setting.

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>Group of first-time players run into their first encounter that requires some thought and isn't just a bunch of low level cannon fodder
>They win in three turns while suffering no damage
>Complain and act like I was purposely trying to fuck them over

>>54607949
You can get your WOTC license revoked for it.

That said, I usually do it after a major deck reconstruction, then shuffle 7 times.

If it increases your chance of drawing an optimal mana curve, you're cheating.
If it doesn't, you're wasting everyone's time.

Stop weaving.

>>54607970
New to Magic, What even is manaweaving? separating mana and spells into to piles before shuffling?

Seems pretty pointless to me

>>54607943
big fruit that make you dick BIG

little vegetables that make your dick small

1. Rising Sun Pear - Medium-
sized, green, pear-shaped.
Smooth, creamy taste. Grows
on trees in moderate climates.
2. Haven Berries - Small, purple,
berries. Sharp, bitter taste.
Grow on bushes in moderate
climates.
3. Jubjub Fruit - Large, green,
round, shelled orbs. Thick,
musty taste. Grown on trees in
tropical climates.
4. Finger Berries - Thin, brown,
icicle shaped. Nasty, bitter
taste. Grows on bushes in
tropical climates. Sightly
poisonous.
5. Slither S’jan - Medium-sized,
blood-red, apple-shaped.
Rich, succulent taste. Grow on
trees in strange and foreign
lands.
6. Porcupine Fruit - Small, black,
orange-shaped with a spine-
covered peel. Weak, bitter
taste. Grows on trees in the
desert.
7. Nymph Berries - Medium-
sized, sapphire blue, berries.
Rich, succulent taste. Grow
on bushes by the riverside.
Slightly addictive.
8. Celestial Puckers - Large,
deep red, fist-shaped. Sweet,
creamy taste. Grows on
bushes at mountain tops.
Pulsate when ripe.
9. Nymph Kisses - Tiny, white,
globular. Sharp, salty taste.
Grow on weed-clumps in rock
pools. Oft mistaken for Nymph
Kiss Jellyfish.
10. Poseidon Fruit - Huge, sea-
green, pumpkin-shaped.
Thick, creamy taste. Grow
whole on ocean floor.
11. Summer’s Grace - Small,
purple, round, hard-shelled.
Sharp, delicious taste. Grow on
trees in moderate climates.

>>54607921
MkIII. Just... not FW's MkIII.

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>>54607921
Always and forever Beakie.

>>54607921
MkVII or MkVIII I think

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>>54607906
just another day in the imperium. Nothing really new to the setting.
events go in this order
Send in the Arbites -> inqusition -> PDF -> Guard -> space marines -> Exterminatus
alternatively the Adeptas sororitas, grey knights, or deathwatch go in at some point depending on the nature of the threat.
Or just skip from inquisition to exterminatus depending on what they feel like that day

this is the same order of events for
Xenos
daemons
mutants
heresy
gangs
labor unions
rumors
democracy
psykers
insufficient tithe
misfiled paperwork
too many poors
not enough poors (see insufficent tihe)
Rogue Trader stopped by
boredom

>>54608497

If the imperial government found it, they would definitely do something like that, but it would take years after they found out. Also, one of the assumtions in urban arcana is that for one reason or another most people don't notice the magic. If they see it, they a man transform into a bird, they assume it was a dream. If an mind flayer walks down the street and eats somebody, they assume it was a standard serial killer.

You could possibly have a couple decades go by before the Inquisition even has this planet on the "exterminatus" radar.

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> The Hive World is an experiment planet, monitored by an extremist group of Tech Priests known as the Xanthite Mechanicus. Their goal is to observe humanity's behavior under new stimuli. Over the centuries multiple Xenos have been imported to the planet, hiding in the under-city and the toxic jungles outside the city walls. Despite occasional reports of Xenos, there has been little talk of the world amongst the inquisition. Whether this is through a deal made with the Tech Priests or coincidence is unknown.

>>54607785
Metal<Resin<<<<<<<<<<<<Plastic
Metal has a nice weight to it, and the casts always come out better than resin, but the paint chips. Resin models require more work, in terms of bubbles and flash, but they're so much easier to convert and don't chip. Plastic is just the best though, it's cheapest, easiest to prime, easiest to glue, easiest to paint, and easiest to convert.

Metal>resin>plastic>metal

Metal models have the best feel and durability but even with the high detail they reach they have problems as art pieces. Resin is all art but fragile so poor as a game piece. Plastic is the best game pieces overall but lacks detail.

Plastic. Paint on metal tends to chip too much and resin is too brittle

>>54607089
>crimson fist
Yes.

>>54607089

He's rad as fuck; and I'd love to use one if I got my hands on it regardless of what WAACfags think.

>>54607089
No, Martials suck in the new Pokemon. You're better off playing a Kender army and splashing red on your character sheet, just make sure your alignment is the latest GURPS Sci-Fi supplement.

>muh world-building > muh political intrigue
>I'm not here to read a history book, I just want some heroic action
This is what it looks like from the player's side.

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> I seriously doubt I'd be able to talk him down

Talk TO him, not talk him down.

>>54606919
You're supposed to screen them out before they join your group. Keeping out disruptive players is the single most important skill a GM can acquire.

/tg/ hates the Lion because he's a Big Guy.

3rd for fuck ADB

How did you kit out your Redemptors anons? Got the plasma thingy, the smaller gattling, and the stormbolters on mine.

Incidently that's the minimum points build.

>>54606506
I'd play anything once.

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>>54606506
In a heartbeat.

No, because the entire book would be details about the authors' OCs.

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Lieutenant Selwyn Barras cursed the day he had ever set foot on Ephesos. His regiment had come to the feudal world in response to bombastic claims that the dead were rising and slaughtering the human population. Barras’ superiors had put down the preliminary reports to the superstitious hysteria of barely-civilized serfs toiling in dark lowlands, growing meager rice in paddy fields. Following their deployment, however, regimental commanders soon assessed the blunt reality. Epidemics had ravaged Ephesos for months, but rather than alerting Terra to the outbreaks, the planetary governor had remained doggedly focused on ensuring that the world supplied its regular tithe of rice bushels to the Imperium. The governor and his staff had been the only ones off-planet to know about the hastily-dug mass graves containing the hundreds of thousands of peasants claimed by the spreading pestilence. They had broken their silence only when reanimated corpses had clambered out of their crude, shared tombs, ravaging all living things lucklessly in their paths. Fortunately, the mindless undead could not hope to match the exceptional training and veteran leadership of an Imperial Guard regiment. Rot rendered once-human bodies into soft meat easily torn apart by laser fire. Defeating the zombie hordes had proved more time-consuming than challenging, and in a matter of weeks, most of Ephesos’ key cities had been reclaimed by the Astra Militarum.

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Nature had not borne the plagues, nor their horrific creations. Unbeknownst to everyone, a Death Guard warband had instigated it all, and they were none too pleased at the disruption of their plans. They had attacked overnight, hobbling across the horizon. Regimental headquarters had instructed Barras to defend a dilapidated fortification along a stone wall running from a great river to a small inlet of a distant sea. The primitive masons who had constructed the barricade, with their highly limited knowledge of the universe in which they lived, would never have fathomed that the bulwark would someday be a citadel for the Imperial Guard against infernal demi-gods.

“Not much we can do without plasma weapons, much less armored support,” Barras murmured to himself, chewing on his lower lip. He let out a troubled sigh.

Commissar Aelia Tremelle, an ever-present face on the frontlines, could read the concern on Barras’ face as they observed the Plague Marines easily routing the forward positions. “The Emperor protects!” she yelled over the din of battle. What Tremelle lacked in persuasion she made up for in force of will. She was an ardent believer in the Imperium, and it was not hard to share her certainty, to emulate her zeal and unquestioning loyalty. Usually when Barras spied Tremelle’s peaked hat and fancily decorated coat, it bolstered his morale, reminded him that the all-powerful God-Emperor safeguarded humanity, against enemies both material and immaterial.

This time was different. He reckoned by morning it was more probable he and the rest of the unit would be host to maggots rather than Tremelle’s unflappable passion.

He buried his pessimism, though, knowing he could not risk revealing it. Tremelle would have used it as an excuse for a summary execution, but Barras did not fear his own death. He was more afraid that his despair would dishearten the rank-and-file, the men and women who depended on him for strength and guidance. Tremelle inspired them with moral purity, but it was from Barras they looked for leadership. If they saw him wavering, giving in to doubt and fear, they would resign themselves to annihilation. It was unlikely they could win against heretic Astartes, of course, but victory was not the goal now. Their objective was to offer the strongest resistance they could muster, to not give a single inch freely to the approaching traitors and their Chaos overlords.

He grabbed the Aquila necklace he wore and pressed it against his lips. Readying his bolt pistol, he turned from Tremelle to face the soldiers who had fixed their wide eyes upon him, their las-rifles primed. His heart thudded in his chest in anticipation as he searched for the words. “Have no fear! We will never surrender! We fight for humanity and the Emperor! All of you: die standing! Be ready to greet the Emperor with pride!” Tremelle cheered first as he finished, a booming hurrah, which the enlisted ranks copied with raucous shouting of their own. The speech, as brief as it was, had done its job.

>>54606231
Everyone knows most half-elves come from Elf women marring old male human for their money.

>>54606231
>Having to support some dagger eared kid into his fifties when he finally exits puberty and gets a job

It's a bad deal.

>>54606277
>Elf women marring old male human for their money
KINKY

>>54606133

No, you pedo. People spring into being in the center of town at 18 years of age and fully clothed, armed by the gods with all the knowledge they need to function.

>>54606164
This might be an interesting setting...

>>54606164
>People spring into being in the center of town at 18 years of age and fully clothed, armed by the gods with all the knowledge they need to function
>but not why they function
>or why everything around them is opposed to life
>most go mad
>others kill themselves
>others search for meaning in a world that is obviously trying to kill them

OP is still a pedo but we can go places with this.

>>54605842
The religious town devoted to a god that abandoned the capital city when a giant demon was summoned there. Everyone hates that place.

why does new jersey have the most toxic waste, and california have the most lawyers?
new jersey got first pick

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>>54605881

It's better to have the former than the latter. Toxic waste makes you strong, and resistant to the world's evils. It weeds out the weak, and allows only the greatest to survive.