Do elves have irises? FR 5e btw.
>>46227874
Eberron is good tho
But I wanna know how to describe fey eladrin when the party meets them, as it affects whether they'll realize they're not regular elves
>>46227593
Yes. Also daffodils, daisies, and many other flowers.
>>46227874
Did forgotten realms kill your dad or something
I NEED RADICAL LICHES AND I NEED THEM NOW
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>ancient lich seeking new thrills
>takes 10,000 year road trip through the planes
>imagine most annoying tourist ever then add immortality, phenomenal cosmic powers and large tour group of shambling corpses
>comes up to you wearing pic related, khakis and flower shirt
>asks for directions
>tries to show you map that makes your eyes hurt to glance at
what do?
>>46226795
tell him that the set for the walking dead is all the way in california, and he must have missed quite a few turns on the interstate
>>46226795
tell him we can't stop here, this is stirge country
>>46226795
Why is Hunter S. Thompson a lich?
The year is 1875. Ten years have passed since the end of the American Civil War and the beginning of Reconstruction for the country. Yet some wounds are slow to heal, with resentment and anger simmering among the disenfranchised and weary. In these tumultuous and uncertain times, it is hard to say how one’s future shall play out.
The Western Frontier offers new beginnings and opportunities for those seeking second chances, but it is a harsh and unforgiving mistress. Just as she gives, the frontier takes away, uncaring and indifferent to the lamentations of those left behind. Bandits, cattle rustlers, coyotes and other malcontents of supernatural origin prey upon those unable to defend themselves. In this lawless land, it’s a world of strength where might (and a good shooting arm) ultimately makes right.
You are Annette Turner, a twenty-five year old rancher that was until recently, living an otherwise normal American life with your family. But the life you knew was cruelly torn away from you when a demon of fire killed your husband and daughter in a steamboat explosion, leaving you confused, distraught, and a chip on your shoulder as heavy as the world itself.
After burying them, you made the fateful choice to cut ties with the remainder of your family and travel with Jonathan O’Donnell, American gunslinger and leader of the Devil Busters. It is though his power and tutelage that you hope to amass enough power to slay the monster that killed your loved ones.
But how far will you go to get the justice that they deserve?
[Wednesday August 25th, 1875]
The problem with the wells at Hope’s Water did have something to do with the demonic, but it was little more than an irate Naiad complaining about horse manure stinking up her water source. Nothing too malicious that didn’t call for any sort of overt action. All O’Donnell had to do was convince the locals to dump their crap somewhere else, and the demon had been satisfied enough to let her waters run again.
Two days and one discreet reward later from the mayor, and the four Devil Busters went riding off into the wilderness again. O’Donnell mentioned that he had another job lined up a few miles down the river. Blindpoint was apparently experiencing unexplained disappearances that couldn’t be pinned to the local wildlife.
It’s the final stretch of the trip to Blindpoint. You wake up to the warm sensation of the New Mexico sun kissing your face, and the smell of sausages being fired over an open fire. Robbins was crouched by the fire pit, gently rolling the links along a cast iron frying pan with meticulous aim.
You do your best to even out the unruly mess of your hair as you stretch out the kinks in your back and neck. “Good morning…Doctor Robbins,” You say, stifling a yawn as best you can. “This is a nice surprise.”
He makes a small jump of surprise before turning towards you with a smile on his face. “Oh, good morning to you too, Miss Turner! Ah…how are you doing?”
You wave your hand and return his smile with one of your own. “Pleasantly enough with the stiffness in my back, and even better with what you’ve got on the fire.”
“This is going to be our last meal before we take on Jonathan’s next job. I figure that it may as well be one that fills both the heart and the soul with good feeling.”
(cont.)
“Amen to that…” Wait a moment. Frowning, you take a look around the camp. Neeb’s scribbling something in one of his many books, but O’Donnell is nowhere to be found. “Where’s Mister O’Donnell?”
Robbins shrugs as he passes you a wooden plate with sausage links and two pieces of biscuit. “He said he went to go check the surrounding area. Something about making sure that it’s just us on the dusty plains. Guard duty, I imagine.”
“Ah. I see.” Very good for him. There’s no such thing as being too careful, especially in the wilderness. Even without the threat of demons, there were still plenty of unsavory things lurking around in search for easy prey.
Digressing from that, you accept the meal with polite thanks and try your hardest not to voraciously dig into your breakfast. Compared to nothing but stale biscuits and dried beef for the last two days, this is certainly a treat.
But before you can go any further with the biscuits, Neeb stands up from his position and moves to stand in front of you. Seems like he’s got something to say. But he better make it quick. No matter how hot it was, the links weren’t going to stay hot forever.
He smiles, and you try your best not to wince at his yellowed teeth. Muttering something in his oriental tongue, he gestures towards several images within his little book that he presents to you with dramatic flourish. He points to you, then to all the sketches and art as if inviting you to choose one…
(cont.)
You raise your eyebrow, but comply, squinting at the creatures depicted on the paper. Baring the mystic script that decorates nearly every blank space of the, the pictures are some of the finest that you’ve seen outside of a formal museum.
You can’t quite explain how or why, but it feels like there’s some sort of…life-like quality within the images.
Still, you shrug and make your decision with a pointed gesture of your finger. The image that appeals to you the most is…
>An armored fairy with a coquettish smile on her face.
>A unicorn with eyes of determination, rearing for battle.
>An enigmatic creature with a pair of antennae and wings.
Excuse me, Warmaster, but if you've led thirteen Black Crusades and all of them met with failure, and didn't even capture Cadia, which is right next door to us, why are you still in command of the entirety of Chaos?
>>46226417
Did you say "Execute me, Warmaster"? Because I think I heard you say "Execute me, Warmaster".
I think he said "Execute me Warmaster"
Sounded like "Execute me, Warmaster." to me.
If the Adeptus Mechanicus keep fucking around in Necron tombs and waking them up, why did pre-Fall humanity never have the same problem?
Why do you care about a niggling inconsistency in a poorly conceived and horribly written half-assed setting designed to sell toys?
Because pre Fall humanity had their own silvery, skeletal murderbots to investigate Necron tombs for them. Also, they had more sense than to poke the ancient slumbering evil with a stick.
>>46226250
>there were robot rumbles between necrons and men of iron
>people made profits off them.
How far have the mighty fallen.
i am angry
Poor guy. If only the space elves had adopted him, the galaxy would be so much better.
>>46225914
Angry about Eldar?
>>46225914
No, you're Angron.
What are some good sourcebooks detailing demons/satanic rituals/etc.?
Shit that proves the 80's RPG panic right.
Before I can answer, what level are you?
We don't just tell anyone, y'know.
Not OP, but bump.
I'm playing a Lamashtu priest and I need ideas on how to make the game interesting.
>>46225554
My cleric has been raised to the eighth level. I think it's time that I learn how to REALLY cast spells.
How does one properly play out a modern day setting? I've been thinking of it but came to the thought that it will be uneventful for the most part, so then I came to think of how to make it interesting for players.
So how do you make modern city settings interesting and enjoyable if it's not something already fun like Velocity?
Make conspiracy theories real and play to secret societies ruling through rogue cabals
>>46225426
The big thing I've noticed about most games set in the modern day is that the PCs are regular people with good intentions rather than heroes of legend so the stories tend to be a bit simpler or at least less "epic" than what is found in most fantasy games. I'm not familiar with Velocity but to imply that a game set in a modern city would be inherently uninteresting is incredibly short sighted. It's not like there aren't hundreds of interesting and enjoyable movies, books and TV shows set during the modern day.
If want to get really simple with it you can just take a D&D adventure and replace everything with a modern day equivalent so
>Adventurers are tasked with defeating an evil guild leader
becomes
>Mercenaries are hired to assassinate a corrupt CEO
Hell, google "weird news headlines" sometime and try to not get inspiration for some scenarios.
>>46225683
pic related
>>46225683
I too enjoyed The Secret World. Well, most of it, anyway.
Hey guys let me know when you are around.
>>46224570
Hail
>>46224695
HI. Sorry for starting late, I looked at th clock and there was still time so I tried writing something and when I noticed again it was late., lets hope the others show up.
>>46224570
here
Mmkay, so, at present I'm in the process of designing a game. Never made one before, and it'll be quite large. (Incidentally, it probably won't succeed but, I am going to try nevertheless!)
But, what I'm after is information and sources. Whilst I enjoy WH40k quite a lot, I don't actually KNOW that much about it, so I don't know what's good or bad.
So, I wanted to get some help.
I've searched a few pages and I've had suggestions to check the Lexicarnum which I shall do tonight and this weekend.
But, the information I require is two fold.
1. Buildings/blueprints on buildings in an Imperial Hive so I can transfer them into a 3D model.
2. Codex of the Space Marines. I can probably get this myself, but, number 1 I'm struggling with.
Help would be very gratefully recieved.
Demon.
>>46224289
I have a few pictures of a Hive City, from the Necromunda rulebook, I believe.
>>46224289
>1. Buildings/blueprints on buildings in an Imperial Hive so I can transfer them into a 3D model.
Search "Gothic architecture" on google. That's literally all any of the 40K designers have ever bothered with.
You're now task with making a Fantasy setting based on your home state. What do?
>New Jersey
The Sopranos with magic.
>Tennessee
Three kingdoms tied together by trade and surrounded by massive primeval forests, snow-capped mountains and giant rampaging rivers.
>Arizona
Gun mages fighting for democracy against a wicked theocratic oligarchy that relies on suppression and Jack booted thugs to keep them down.
What are some powerful (CR 7+), non-construct, non-elemental, non-outsider, non-undead monsters from 2e, 3.5, and Pathfinder that look almost exactly like humans, half-elves, or elves in their true form?
Example: Nymphs with their supernatural beauty aura deactivated.
And by "powerful" in 2e, I mean in the high-HD/XP range, since 2e has no CR.
>>46224703
Nope.
>>46223787
Player characters? Well, many of them.
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Last Thread, you had a heart to heart with a friends, and ran some errands. Now, your old mentor is visiting you in the middle of night asking to go on a road trip.
>Player Question
Who worst girl and why? Who worst boy and why? Who worstWrestlerand why?
>SATURDAY, APRIL 2nd 2016
You stare sleepily at Kevin Omega, who is standing expectantly in your doorway. "A... road trip? Omega, don't you know what time it is? It's... actually, what time is it?"
Omega glances at his watch. "About 3:25... AM, obviously."
Oh, you have got to be kidding.
>SUNDAY, APRIL 3rd 2016
"And you want to go on a... road trip? Right now? Omega, what the hell are you on?"
Kevin gives a sharp growl of annoyance. "No more questions, just hurry up and pack your things before Patty wakes up, sees that I'm not in my house, and goes on the manhunt."
>I'm not going anywhere with you
>No seriously, what the hell are you talking about?
>>46223431
>>No seriously, what the hell are you talking about?
I expect we are going on an adventure regardless, so might as well see if he'll make sense.
>>46223431
>I'm not going anywhere with you
And you just leave me the fuck alone.
>>46223431
>>Player Question
Kim, waaaaay to obsessed with Robin. Kassius, he's just a complete tool. Kassius again because he was a giant baby at the end of the match.
Also you really gonna run every day? Jeebus take a break!
Discussion about this excellent skirmish game.
I've been trying to plant the seed of mordheim on my gaming community, it's the kind of game everyone has the models to.
But I ended up playing the half asian half latino dude that likes to be OMG so OP and he decided to play skaven and wrecked my shit with a score of ratmen against my 7 mercs.
It wasn't fun and he might break our little group.
Atm, i'm converting the shit out of my fantasy militia to become a bunch of crazy estalians raidin' lustria for shit and giggles
>>46223113
Just keep your own force of massed sling-wielding skaven and unfailingly match his skaven with your own.
And never use them against anyone else.