>The Dwarves have discovered a rich vein of weightless metal
What would happen?
that doesn't even make sense
Future generations of dwarves come out about 5-6 feet tall.
Turns out they aren't naturally short, they just insisted on putting their kids in full plate from an early age.
>>45284527
It's fantasy.
>>45284507
The dwarves storm the the surface world, then take their empire to space.
Pathfinder General /pfg/
Underwater campaign edition
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You can edit your votes if you make a mistake, e.g., if you forgot to vote for Soulknife (Free Gifted Blade), you can go back and vote for it.
Old thread: >>45281401
Rabbit people race where?
Soarfrog-only campaign y/n
Repeating my question for the new thread.
Question for dreamscarred press with the ectoplasmic artist play test.
How does their burn mechanic, sculptor of the soul, interact with the kinetic healer utility talent?
I've got the impression that /tg/ mainly consists of americans with a few Europeans, but because there are no flags here, there's no way to know. Let's post the following:
>Country
>How popular are ttrpgs in your country
>How popular are card games in your country
>What is your country's general opinion on tabletop gamers?
I'll start us off
>Netherlands
>Quite rare, I need to play on roll20 with foreigners since there's no nearby parties
>MTG is widespread, other than that the pokémon TGC is common but nobody ever plays it, kids just like collecting the cards
>They're nerds with no friends
>>45283707
>Straya
>Pretty popular where I live, but in the fucking badlands outside the major cities were the barbarian hordes reside that's probably different
>Same as above
>NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD
>>45283707
>Sweden
>What are ttrpgs
>You mean like poker?
>Tabletop gamers?
>>45283707
>US, specifically Huntsvillefag
>TTRPGs are sort of hit or miss, but wargames are the Gift of God
>Same as TTRPGs
>Huntsville has a small amount of pride in itself being a nerd city, but we're also Alabama. So a lukewarm reaction from most people on gamers, though again, wargamers are more or less everywhere. The Arsenal is packed full, and I've seen more than one aquila and Inquisition tattoo around here.
>You all wake up in a jail cell!
>None of you have any of your gear lol
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>>45283255
I'm a druid, what's the problem?
>>45283255
i wonder where this'll go, then. because i'm not a fucked up control freak who goes ballistic the moment any fictional power in a make-believe world is taken away from me.
but if DM is just trying to kill us easier, what's the point, then.
Now I can post this image because it's a Modern Staple edition
modern's waifu
UR eldrazi keeping it modern
What do you regret buying / not buying before this PT?
>>45282990
>twitch tv/magic
RED-BLUE DEVOID MASTERRACE
last thread >>45280875
You feel cold. So cold you’re shaking. That’s making you nervous, and you’re hesitant to act on it. Instead, you slump a few inches further into your armchair, too lazy and too paralyzed to reach out for the television remote. They’re interviewing Peter Beale—that smug motherfucker of a televangelist—on the local news in a few minutes, and you’re not sure whether or not you want to watch. Maybe you’d go to the station yourself and give him a piece of your mind if you thought you could take him.
A sudden shock of a chill courses through your body. You gasp, seizing for a moment and clutching your chest. It’s not the weather; fuck, it’s almost summer and you can barely afford this shitty apartment, let alone air conditioning. And you’re not sick, either.
It’s worse—you’re fucking hooked. You’re addicted to the Juice, and you’re almost out.
There’s means of scrounging up more around town. But they’re not sustainable. You glance over at your cell phone, in a scorch mark on your coffee table, still smelling faintly of brimstone from the last time you called downstairs.
‘Almost out’ means you’ve still got enough left to contact your employer. Maybe it's time to go big again.
As an aside, your name is…
> Steve, and you’re also addicted to regular meth.
> Celeste, and you also know every degenerate in town.
> Chad, and you’re also recently disowned by your rich parents.
> Roxanne, and you also pretend to be whacked to get sweet prescription drugs.
>>45282710
>Chad, and you’re also recently disowned by your rich parents.
It's a toss up between Steve or Chad for me, but I feel like being a rich kid forced into "poverty" for drugs will make the MC somewhat unique.
>>45282710
> Chad, and you’re also recently disowned by your rich parents.
>>45282758
>>45282833
All things considered, you’ve done a relatively shitty job of living life on your own; you guess Mom was right about that. You’re a college dropout after just a few semesters, which you owe to poor grades. And you haven’t been able to hold down a real job for too long. Without a dollar of your trust fund—and you’ll do something about that eventually, since it’s your goddamn money, and enough of it to keep you on your feet for life—you’ve fallen about as far as it’s possible for someone to fall.
But you’ve sort of got a part-time job now. It’s not a pretty one, but it’s one that keeps things status quo. And it doesn't always pay in cash, but it gets you what you really want.
It’s acts of douchebaggery and negligence, you once heard, what keep the world turning. There’s a bit of finesse to it, though: you can’t just go around indiscriminately murdering and stealing, and you’re technically not allowed to tempt people to sin.
Get it right, though, and get the Juice. It’s a boon from below. It’s a cheap supernatural charge. It’s what keeps the degenerates around the country on their feet. It’s the reason the drunk driver is –always– the only one to survive the car crash. You got your first taste when you and some guys from your frat went knocking down mailboxes in the dead of night; it was better than any drug or alcohol you’ve ever had, but it leaves you weak, and hollow, and wanting more.
Thankfully, you’re not without your positive qualities! You’re…
> About as strong and ruthless as Michael Myers.
> About as driven and resilient as Jason.
> About as smart and collected as Hannibal Lecter.
> About as paranoid and savvy as the dudes from Funny Games.
>This is a quest taking place in an alternate version of the Naruto world during the same time period as the story, with a few notable differences. You will be playing as Kon Karagowa, a young Leaf Jonin. Your character is defined by your choices, so write-ins are always encouraged. And remember to have fun!
>Quest Info:http://pastebin.com/i69yvu3T
>Previous threads:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Leaf%20Ninja%20Quest
>>45282423
Good shit, I needed something to take my mind off the Modern PT.
>>45282423
I swear to god laze if we get halfway through this and you have to run errands I'lllet out a reasonable chuckle.
I don't like leaves
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You are Sonia Reynard, Baron of Rioja. One small world among many in the House of Jerik-Dremine. From it you control the fates of a dozen others in the so called Smuggler's Run. With your new position you have the opportunity to become one of the most influential people in your House.
It is from this world that you draw your fleets and armies from. Both have seen their first large scale deployment with a large battle in orbit of Magdalena and a follow up planetary assault.
As the Dominion slips deeper into civil war you and those under your command have been fighting to protect your little corner of known space. The DRH1 Relay is for the moment secure, though the threat posed by House Bonrah remains. You and your allies have taken a well deserved breather but the war waits for no one.
Knight Captain Katherine Drake is your fleet's Wing Commander.
Uyi Rna is the General of your Army and is finishing up occupation efforts on Magdalena.
Wiremu Tama is the admiral of your Fleet. He's been busy since the last major battle, helping to organise fleet exercises, and studying the effectiveness and integration of your stafighters forces and larger ships.
Fadila Saqqaf is your leading diplomatic adviser. It's been with her help that you've been able to delegate responsibilities in the newly annexed territories.
You've recently wrapped up a visit to the Yineput system to visit Baron Dante Zvonimir. While there you made a number of proposals that should help the slightly eccentric Baron increase sales of his advanced Gunship. Trading him stasis tech from your factories has also made it slightly easier for you to acquire materials for newer ground vehicles and power armor.
>>45282356
FOR HOUSE AND DOMINION
>>45282356
Second for setting up business between our crazy walker baron and the governor of surakeh for the new ground support fighter.
It would give us an excuse to run anti pirate ops on the trade routes from drh1 and 3 to yineput.
>>45282547
>for the new ground support fighter.
The scaled down (Large) starfighter sized model you've suggested?
While the Baron is interested in the idea it will take him some time to finish the redesign of the current gunship to use a more modular armor system. Once that's done he'll have a team study it in detail.
Give it a few months.
>It would give us an excuse to run anti pirate ops on the trade routes from drh1 and 3 to yineput.
You've already sent mixed squadrons to help your allies in the region with that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1xHHNpT4Nc
For the moment you're still in House Tho'ros space in the DRH 2 relay, preparing to return to Rioja. You're bringing one of the three gunships you've purchased back with you. The others will be shipped to Rioja in a few days.
You could return home immediately to hurry discussions of matters with the Governor and your Generals regarding assigning the Gunships you've bought. A slight delay at the nav station is also possible if you want your cloaked ships to conduct some subterfuge in nearby Bonrah space.
From here South Reach isn't so far away if you wanted to make a surprise visit to Bekka or generally see what trouble you could stir up.
You could also take advantage of House Tho'ros being neutral and take part in some simulated duels against Knights and Nobles from other Houses.
Was there anything you wanted to do before returning to Rioja?
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Things had calmed down a little now that you were out of the fight and heading towards the planet of Alpheridies. The planet itself appeared to be covered in white, and not clouds. It was snow, like Rhen Var. So this is where the Miraluka come from. It honestly doesn’t look too special to you. Still, it appears there’s no Imperial fleet or any cruisers orbiting the planet that your sensors can scan, which means it’s free to land on.
First things first, you have to address the freeloaders. First, Sergeant Grymsley and his squad. “We’re grateful that you saved us, Cykgil,” says Grymsley. The lot of you stand around in the machine shop, where Misri is busy admiring Kublai and MadClaw’s weapons. Showoffs. “Once we land on Alpheridies, we’ll be sure to inform the Admiral what you did for us, even if we are only just Stormtroopers.”
“Thanks, Grymsley.” He nods at that. “But listen, once we do land, we should go our separate ways, I don’t think the Admiral will like it if he knows I’m here.”
He nods again. “Understandable.”
And as for Kublai and MadClaw, when you approach them, they look up and grin at you. “Don’t give me that look,” you say. “I don’t intend on having freeloaders like you two on my ship for very long. You’re only here because we have no quarrel with each other and I can’t be bothered to throw you off myself.”
“Relax!” Kublai waves you off, smirking toothily. “Me and Maddy here on the level! Once we find or steal a new ship, we’ll be outta your hair and out of your mind, boy.” MadClaw snorts in agreement you think. “But as long as we’re here, maybe we can talk finance…?”
“No.”
[1/2]
>>45282308
[2/2]
“Alright,” he says, defeated. He looks over at Misri. “As for you, little lady. I think you have the right… disposition for being a bounty hunter.”
“Really?” Misri hands MadClaw’s bowcaster back to him. “You think so?”
“Don’t go poaching my crew,” you say.
“Just saying.” Kublai laughs a little. “We could make this dynamic duo into a triumphant trio!” MadClaw nods, roaring happily. Misri smiles at you, obviously enjoying having the chance to travel with bounty hunters. But you shake your head, and she sighs in defeat.
Lev walks over to you, having come from the cockpit. “Sir. We are ready to land on Alpheridies on your command. We have detected the Dreadnaught through surface scans.” He holds up a holoprojector, and it shows a Dreadnaught cloven in two embedded in what appears to be an ice block. “However, it is encased in ice, it appears that it has been there for some time. Scans indicate that there are Imperial workers currently busy attempting to free it from the ice.”
“Alright,” you say. “Well uh…”
> Take the ship down directly on top of them. If you’re confident, they won’t question your presence there at all.
> Land nearby. You don’t want to spook them or raise unnecessary alarm.
> Other
>>45282318
>> Land nearby. You don’t want to spook them or raise unnecessary alarm.
>>45282318
> Land nearby. You don’t want to spook them or raise unnecessary alarm.
> Other
put on our stormtrooper armor and go take a look at the shit
"imperial business" and whatnot
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 and their attempts to live in this new world after Robert’s Rebellion. The new Lord Brynden Malroy is as well pre-genned but will take direction from the players in his ways and how he develops himself further. This Quest will be moderately more story driven than others of its kind, but the development of the House and her lands will take just as much importance.
If you’ve played one of the many Quests within the ASoIaF setting the rules of the SIFRP system should be known. I will be using the Game of Thrones edition, as well as a few of the expansions namely OOSP and a few house rules which will be explained as we come to them. If you have questions about how things work or why certain actions are taken I can explain them as we go along. In truth this is a learning experience for me as well.
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“I should have a mask, ring, and scepter of silver my Lord.”
Fixing Benjin with a flat look you respond, “I’ll add it to our expenses.”
Your Maester is busy fidgeting with your chest, as suspected you had a bruised rib, you held a clothed block of ice to it while he took his time mixing a pain reliever, “If I returned to the Citadel I may be of more help to you my Lord. When I was told my place would be with your House I began to study warfare and economics. My studies of medicine suffered for it,” he sighs.
“You’re still a fair hand at-” you grunt in pain as he removes your hand and the ice with it and begins to feel around, “Ahem, a fair hand at it, Benjin.”
“It was my speciality my Lord,” he remarks proudly, “The Archmaester of the time had been grooming me as his replacement, Archmaester Maxwell, formerly an Algood of the Westerlands. Breathe in deep my Lord, good. Not to say I have not put it to good use here in Steadhold, do not mistake me my Lord.”
Your eyes sweep the room mess of a room, poultices, salves, various books and dried herbs, you note a book that was of the Summer Islands, no doubt Solhas’ own. Benjin had been with your family longer than you had been alive, he had seen wars and battles near unending since, you recall the story of him saving your Lord father, Vamos Malroy, that by all rights should have been dead upon the Trident. More recently his quick actions had saved Illiad, sans a lower leg. How well he handled Mason’s head trauma. Not to mention the multitude of times he had patched you up leaving hardly a scar as a reminder. The list was unending it would seem, and it made you curious, “What happened then Benjin?”
Benjin continues after a lick of his lips reaching for a cold metal rod you hadn’t the foggiest clue the purpose of, “Citadel politics, in short. A rival for the position saw to it I was sent away. I will admit, my youth betrayed me in that moment. My focuses became varied and I left within the year. Here take this my Lord, swallow it in one go.”
Downing the thick liquid you near retch it up but Benjin keeps your mouth shut with a finger with far more strength than it had any right to have, he nods and leaves off again to collect another some badges, “Why do you wish to return then?” you ask taking the conversation back a moment.
The elder man sighs again staring into his bag, “Archmaester Maxwell passed recently my Lord. He and I… Kept in contact after I had settled and calmed down. He was privy to all my research, my knowledge. the catalogue of herbs and their purposes book I wrote? His idea. After his death I received a raven from the Citadel, telling me I had been nominated as a candidate to take his position. My most recent paper, of natural cures of the Summer Islands and the constitution of their inhabitants earned me that nomination I am told.”
So that was why he had been spending so much time around Solhas and Barq Zos, “That is incredible Benjin,” you responding having little else to offer as he loosely wraps your chest, he chuckles in response and finishes up with a pat to it that makes you cringe. Benjin lowers your arm and examines your face and clicking his tongue. He rummages through his drawers finally settling on an ointment that smells vaguely of sunflowers with a sickly yellowish color. Your immediate response is repulsion and the elder man rolls his eyes grabbing your chin to keep your face steady. Another flat look is given and he merely chuckles to himself while cleaning up your bruise.
“As incredible as it would be my Lord, I would need attend a Conclave in the Citadel.”
“If it is a matter of gold Benjin I’m sure I could manage-”
“Erm… My Lord while that is generous of you and I would indeed require such. I was more concerned with the time away from Steadhold I would need to take. And who would look after the books. The younglings learning. Your health-”
“How long Benjin?” you interrupt.
“As few as six months. As long as a year and a half.”
“The cost?”
Benjin sighs, taking a seat next to you, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “I really hadn’t intended to bring this up now my Lord… It seemed inappropriate given the state of the House and your need of me here-”
“Benjin,” you respond bluntly.
“I would need 1000 gold dragons for passage and various purposes in Oldtown, my Lord. I may also require the services of Solhas za Tarbeck and Barq Zos. They are invaluable to my research at present.”
Gathering your undershit and easing it back into place you begin to mull over the idea. You would missed Benjin dearly, had it not been for him it is likely the House would have fallen to ruin and you would need to take over more administrative functions while he was away and attempt to avoiding stabbings. However, it was a chance of a lifetime for Benjin and you couldn’t think of any reason why he would be selected, the prestige of hosting an Archmaester within your own home could be large, and certainly rare.
>Questions for Benjin?
>Encourage Maester Benjin to go
>Do not, you need him in Steadhold
> Floor rolls? Rerolls?
> Rolls behind the screen, or in front of the players?
> What do you do when someone remembers a penalty or bonus to a dice pool after the fact?
House rules and rolling policies thread.
>>45281746
No Jumanjis. The dice must be rolled on the table
they must be rolled when you intended to (if you roll a handful of dice and one slips out early it doesn't count)
Dice must land completely flat or they do not count (aka, getting slightly angled off something)
Remembering penalties/bonuses after the roll is fine as long as you remember before the next turn
>>45281746
Floor rolls only count if everyone can quickly and easily see it. Behind the screen is fine too. The GM has the right to hide shit from you, that's what the shield is for, after all.
Floor rolls: the dice land as they land where they land; DON'T FUCKING TOUCH THEM UNTIL I SEE THEM KEVEN
Behind the screen for the stuff the PCs don't do/aren't aware of, Players roll rolls for things the PCs do/control/influence.
Depends on how long after; I may given them a re-roll if it's a truly significant mater and they remember right away; especially if it's my bad. If it's turns/rounds/in-game hours later, or if it's a "whatever," task/event being rolled for I usually just either say "okay, they did it then," or, "It's too late now, sorry. I'll make a note of it for next time though."
>>45268655
HHG FAQ - http://pastebin.com/iUqNrrA8
Official HH 7th Edition Errata (Updated January 2016): http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/resources/fw_site/fw_pdfs/Horus_Heresy/Horus_Heresy_7th_Edition.pdf
Other official downloads: http://www.forgeworld.co.uk/Downloads#horusheresy
HH Rules:
Crusade Army List: http://www.mediafire.com/download/1lprm5vd99yafa3/
Isstvan Campaign Legions: http://www.mediafire.com/download/deadtdf0y47k59k/
Mechanicum Taghmata Army List: https://mega.nz/#!LFwTjQ7B!mF0eVOY8P1MPT0a-QSXypXo_ZfskhYynD41PrkaTbD8
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30k Black Library: https://mega.nz/#F!0RlxDZQC!qAu9BaubWa3KeihJRmOcsg
30k Xenos Homebrew - https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Warhammer_40,000/Xenos_in_30k
BRRRRRRT ANGELS INCOMING!
Does anyone know what the generic Knight Errant can take or how you build one?
that knight with the 4 s10 twinlinked large blasts is broken as fucking shit
like gamebreaking
Is there any reason to run the Heavy Chain Sword over the Power Maul?
>Official /5eg/ Mega Trove, contains all official 5e stuff:
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>Pastebin with homebrew list, resources and so on:
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>OGL and SRD for 5e
http://dnd.wizards.com/articles/features/systems-reference-document-srd
>February Unearthed Arcana is Psionics
http://media.wizards.com/2016/downloads/Psionics_and_Mystic_V2.pdf
Favorite kind of psion?
>>45280246
A dead one.
Immortal
>>45280246
>Favorite kind of psion?
The easy kind
For a single moment, complete silence settles around the castle grounds. Not that it was a bustling hub of activity when we arrived, but even the birds seem to have fallen silent, freezing in fear of whatever emitted the ominous roar. I try to catch a glimpse myself, but Angeline quickly pushes my head back behind her as I do so.
"Be still," she snarls, the sharpness of her voice leaving me dumbstruck. "Do not speak to it."
I may have only just barely met Angeline, but it is still shocking to hear her drop her calm and collected attitude for the first time. It may seem ridiculous in hindsight, but I never quite imagined that she had other tones at all. I wonder what she means by 'it'? Does she already know what is going on?
>Nadja's Seniors:
>Mistress' current opinion: 15/100
>Lily's current opinion: 05/100
>Camille's current opinion: 10/100
>Seal: 95/100
>Nadja's Witchy Skills:
> Herbalism: Fledgling
> Penmanship: Uninitiated
> Infusion: Uninitiated
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>The 'Additional Pages' section of the notebook is open to you as players to add your notes about anything in the quest that you feel is worth noting. Weird things, notes about characters, anything. My hope is that this will help the notebook to serve not just as a witchy "cookbook" but also as a means for you to communicate to each other and to me what you sense to be important.
>If you want something added to the notebook, just say so here in the thread! Try to make the note as visible to me as possible, and to the extent that you're able try to use Nadja's voice as you perceive it. If you don't feel confident, just write something and I'll edit it before adding it to the notebook!
>>45280008
The second and final break in the silence quickly follows, angered shouts of both men and women burst forth from the newly opened gate, one of which I quickly recognize as being the same voice that sent out the beastly howl. It was a man all along? But Angeline said 'it'..?
The sounds quickly approach, the dramatic scene finally coming into sight as a group of armored soldiers appear, kind of like the guards in Hinde but shinier and prettier. Between them, they're apparently carrying a huge, angry-looking man. So huge, he'd probably tower over even Papa! And his beard is MUCH larger too! And his voice...
"Scoundrels! Charlatans! Imperial scum! You will regret treating a servant of the Queen li- UNF!"
.. Is only just barely unable to carry through the dirt impacting with his face as the soldiers toss him head first out of the gates. The soldiers do not bother to respond, instead forming a line in front of the gate, barring all access to the castle. A fact which seems to have angered him further as he raises himself up from the ground, stomping the ground hard enough I'm certain I felt myself lifted from the ground.
"Cowards! Do you not dare to face my-" This time the soldiers respond quickly, all drawing their swords menacingly.
"...Very well," the man grumbles in annoyance, turning his sight away from the guards and the gate to Angeline, and quickly from Angeline to me.
"Well, look at this! Now you've made me misbehave in front of the little one," he prattles as he trudges quickly towards us. "Don't worry, sweetie, the guards and I just had a little disagreement."
He crouches down a few of my steps in front of me, a single step for him. "My name is-"
"Irrelevant." Angeline snaps, simultaneously pushing me a step backwards and repositioning herself to stand directly between him and me.
>>45280027
"Insolent we-" he begins, before being cut off again by Angeline speaking a foreign language at him. I don't understand a word of it, but the man's bright red face makes the real meaning clear as day. He roars in anger, then lunges at her.
"Angeline, watch-" I don't even have time to finish my warning before Angeline has spun around, delivering a single kick to the man's stomach that sends him flying through the air and back unto the dirt road. She then immediately drops back into her usual calm stance, takes my hand and begins to lead me towards the gate. "Please forgive the mess."
"Wait, is he oka-"
"Irrelevant." She snaps at me, though more calmly than she had when talking to the big man.
"But he could be hurt!"
"Irrelevant." She repeats, tugging me along as the guards clear out of her way, nodding respectfully to her.
>Go check on him anyway! Even meanies deserve help when they're hurt!
>Follow along silently.
>That was so cool! Ask where she learned to do that!
>>45280045
>Follow along silently.
THERE IS NO GOD BUT THE COMMANDER AND BRADFORD IS HIS PROPHET.
AYYYLAHU ACKBAR.
XCOM rpg general?
VIGILO CONFIDO.
GOODUS LUCKUS, IMPERATOR!
Amen.
>>45280003
Sooo.... Strike?