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Svan're Ikthu is a Kel Dor, native to Dorin. At a young teen age, he had snuck out of his home one fateful night, for no particular reason other than to go for a walk. Thoughts of a certain female Kel Dor dominated his mind, and he needed to come up with an approach to woo her. However, a band of pirates held different intentions for the young Kel Dor. There was no good reason to kidnap this young alien, other than he was in decent physical shape and the pirates needed to expand crew. They stole him in the dead of night, using a device that released Oxygen in small doses to render Svan're unconscious, but not physically harm him.

>>44591434
Disoriented and afraid, Svan're comes to in a cell, where he was encouraged to follow orders, or suffer death. For about three years, he served the pirates under fear of execution, until a moment of pure chance. The band of pirates had ordered him to join a small band for a raid of a low-income, low-defense village in the Outer Rim, where he came into contact with a human in gray robes, enjoying a drink at a local bar. During the raid, this man neither attempted to stop the pirates nor did he attempt to join them in the looting. It was only when Svan're approached him and shakily demanded he empty his robes, did the man speak. He turned to the young one and simply said, "I sense greatness in you. Follow your own path, not those of others."
With that, the man rises, and slaughters each of the pirates with an Orange sword of light, very curious to Svan're. Even more curious, he left the young boy alive and even retrieved the keys to the starship and handed them to Svan're. Ever since, the young Kel Dor roamed the galaxies independently, smuggling, doing merc work, whatever kept his starship up to speed and kept food in his stomach. Every now and then, he would notice a mental voice speaking in the back of his head, not quite with words, but with ideas, concepts, guidance. Whenever he listened to his gut feeling when these thoughts arose, he noticed everything turned out in his favor and he held some unseen power. In time, he realized meditating enhanced this inner wisdom, and he became one with himself after about five years of meditation on the primitive planet Yalara, where he knew no pirates or otherwise would have need to come disturb him or the environment.

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>>44591420
Anyone?

If it's an alien drug you can make it do whatever you want whenever you want. Wing it if you have to.

Low orbit : Two types of druges, one stimulant and one depressant held inside a slow release capsule. The stimulant hits first, then the depressant and then the stimulant again. It's called low orbit because it's kind of like the rush of takeoff, then zero gravity and then freefalling.

>>44591589
>Low orbit
This is the shit I like to see. That's going on the list anon; thank you kindly.

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I may be in power to provide a substantial amount of explosive devices for your cause.

Do I smell a hint of ~treeeaaason~?

>>44591220
You're just mad because you and your sons couldn't get in on that shit because you got so drunk at court last winter that you literally shit yourself in front of the King.
They've already put three members of my family in leadership and training positions of the King's Own.

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additional classes or additional NPCs?

y they all fat?

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(Shit, when Anonymous for the OP)

New Orleans is waking up. She’s starting to feel like herself again. The combined forces of the Aristocracy, the All-Saints, and the Silver Dollar Sams have managed to get the city back up and running. Every day boats pack the canals and sound of workers can be heard across the city, and each night the lights shine on the water and music floats through the air.

But there are those who would take New Orleans for themselves. The Brotherhood of Steel grows ever closer, having taken control of an Old World Vault to use as their headquarters. However, where some fear an iron-fisted rule, many in New Orleans see only opportunity.

In the swamps to the east tribals grow restless, and people have begun disappearing in the night. But these are just stories told to keep children from wandering off into the swamps, which have their own, very real dangers. Mirelurks, yao guai, and deathclaws alike call the swampy lands around New Orleans home.

Those are the problems of tomorrow, not today! Louisiana is alive again! Towns and even a city have sprung up in the swamps. Sure there are some problems with raiders and tribals, but the bright lights, sounds, and drink of New Orleans drown out all but the deepest of sorrows! Soon the Great Festival, the ancient tradition of Mardi Gras, will begin and all of New Orleans will be swept up in the celebration! Forget all your worries for a time, friends! Sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself, for tomorrow you may die. Because after all…

War. War never changes…

Overall description of Louisiana coming in next.

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The Louisiana Wasteland consists of the lands south of Interstates 10 and 12, going from the glowing ruins of Baton Rouge down to the marshes and deltas that make up the southern Louisiana coast. The Great Black Water (Mississippi River), a massive river, runs through the Louisiana Wasteland. Unfortunately for the inhabitants of the wasteland, the Black Water is polluted and carries radioactive material, making it unfit for consumption or use. Large, mutated crawfish live in the Black Water- dangerous creatures known as mirelurks.

Swamps cover much of the Louisiana Wasteland and are home to all manner of creatures ranging from simple bloatflies and wild dogs all the way to swampclaws (deathclaws with more alligator-like traits) and yao-guai. Combined with fierce tribals and merciless raiders, these creatures make traveling through the Louisiana Wasteland dangerous as best and downright suicidal at worst.

But not all hope is lost. The pre-War city of New Orleans still stands as a beacon of hope for the people of the wasteland. While the breaking of the levies and the flooding of the Black Water have submerged much of the city, New Orleans still survives as a post-War American Venice. Canals filled with boats and canoes run through the city, allowing people to travel quickly and (relatively) safely from one end of the city to the other.

The entire city is run by a mysterious and distant group known as the “Aristocracy.” Little is known about them aside from the fact that they are all ghouls that were wealthy, prominent figures before the Great War.

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The Bombs aren’t what destroyed New Orleans. At least, not directly. Sure some buildings crumbled when atomic warheads detonated near the city limits, but none of them hit New Orleans directly. No, what really hit the Big Easy was the breaking of the levies. Waters from the Gulf and Black Water flooded New Orleans, sweeping away the streets and destroying many of the buildings and drowning several thousand people that managed to survive the worst of the Great War.

One section of the city managed to remain relatively untouched: the French Quarter. Thanks to its improved levies, the French Quarter withstood the worst of the flooding, although the radioactive materials in the water did result in the transformation of the Quarter’s inhabitants into ghouls. Not a group to let the sudden bestowal of immortality go to waste, the survivors in the French Quarter worked quickly to consolidate their power and rose up as the leadership caste of New Orleans: The Aristocracy.

The city of New Orleans is made up of the following districts that managed to survive the Great War:

>>44591065
>>Do you?
>>Ask how it went with her parents

Priorities.

Also, good to see you, Smiles.

>>44591065
>>Do you?
>>Ask how it went with her parents

Good to see you boss

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>"Do you have any idea what time it is?" She asks. You check your watch, briefly confused as to why she would ask that. The clock face answers that question. It's currently noon.

Damn it Saif, you're a Time Mage. Step up yo game.

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How can we break this?

>>44590798
We can't.

>>44590712

I might try to get one just for that artwork. The fucking bismuth clouds, man.

>>44590798

Probably can't. Pull from Eternity could get one from Exile to the graveyard, though, and graveyard exile effects can shuffle them around again.

Couldn't you just use D20 Modern with 3.pathfinder?

>>44590641
GURPS' good.
Wouldn't run that crap, though.
Mysterious portal to fantasy land opens, sure, but Gate's plot, fuck no.

>>44590717

Yeh I wouldn't run it as GATE, i would pitch a 'modern rpg' where they're a team sent to investigate the GATE. Then boom, generic fantasy land.

I just like the fact that it's a legit military in GATE.

That looks uncomfortable

If it was the last chair in the house? Yes. Otherwise I politely decline and ask for a different chair. If they can afford a ergonomic chair then they're probably wealthy enough to own more than a half dozen chairs.

That looks like it would kill my fucking knees.

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>>44589748
>>been DMing for so long that it's just something I can put on and take off
It's hard to describe. You have to become a conduit to your world while balancing the fun of your players. All your players. Rules mastery is really useful. Being able to read people is more useful. Know the rule books, as in their layout. Don't be afraid to say "I'm not sure, but for now what we're going to do is..." And play that way for the rest of the session. Reward players for creative thinking. Make the world real, so the "randumb" shit they pull has a bite. Don't be afraid to be silly.

Also, for your first adventure, describe them approaching the entrance to the dungeon instead of having them meet in a tavern. You can always ask the players how they met after they get a good look at the entrance to the dungeon.

Watch the Second community episode about dungeons and dragons. It actually has a pretty good portrayal of dungeon mastering.

>>44589748
Don't squirrel away your best ideas, use them while you're still excited about them. Get inspired, do prep, don't be a "fly on your seat" dm, improvisation is key, but it isn't enough to run a really great game.

Be willing to make mistakes. If you are drawing blanks, take a 5 minute bathroom break and brainstorm.

>>44590193
This is great advice, but you can also go too far with this.

If your players make it too convoluted to use some of your ideas, you gotta kill your babies. It sucks, but you gotta do it.

Savage Worlds uses cards for initiative order. Super fun and fast.

Each round new cards are dealt.

Face cards first, Ace, King, Queen, Jack, then number cards. In case of matching values, use reverse alphabetical order Spades, Hearts, Diamonds, Clubs.

Jokers are left in the deck and go first and also provide a bonus to every action for the round.

>>44589950
There are edges (feats) that manipulate this system as well. "Quick" allows the character to redraw 5's or lower. "Level Headed" allows the character to draw two cards and use the best one.

>>44589950
>>44590090
>First post is about Savage Worlds.

Mein negger.

The only drawback to this system is that it's a mite bit more difficult to use when the group is not face-to-face. Skype is alright, but in a medium like play-by-post or something it basically amounts to "let the DM draw and pray they're telling you the truth."

There are in-game rumors about bigger threats out there but right now we're dealing with a semi-insane goddess who demands sacrifices and fucks shit up and is generally horrible.

No clue of how to deal with her though. She's quite evil, we've been thinking of just moving somewhere else where there are nicer gods.

>>44589316
Communist Half-Celestial Blue Dragon.

>>44589316
A very sneaky demonic businessman.

Well there's the Laughing God

That's pretty horrifying.

Womb dagger is pretty horrific if done right.

There was also the ass marbles.

Someone here have created a Filthy Frank rpg ruleset

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Mage-Knights plz

>order of battle sorcerers (see unearthed arcana)
>start out as squires until level 8 when they can wear Mage armor all day
>take ranks in ride for the mount/phantom steed spell
>their "lances" are wands of scorching ray with energy shifts
>touch range spells (chill touch and so on) manifest as phantasmal swords

Not entirely related, but having the enemy be a giant faceless mass of Saracen-like barbarians could potentially be pretty cool.

Only bringing this up because I basically played Muhammad in my last 3.5ed D&D campaign

>>44588684
That is a good question, since sapient animals is a mythical staple for centuries.

To be fair to old JRR, he did do this, especially in The Hobbit.

We had a talking octopus as an Oracle once. He was called Paul for obvious reasons.

I think a reason is the whole food thing.

Also it's usually, especially in cartoons, done to be cutesy and adorable and its usually annoying as balls.

Most modern thing I can think of in terms of books would be either Belgaraid or Wind on Fire.

>>44588730
He did it a lot and not only in Hobbit so OP is wrong.