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[justavulcan]

Airmark's Guide to Planar Vegetables: Minauran Creeper Lily

Minauran Creeper Lilies are a waterway-dwelling plant best suited to acidic and toxic environments. Native to the third of the Nine Hells of Baator, these predatory plants look relatively innocuous from the surface, with a large, flat leaf or 'lily pad' dominating their above-water profile.

Beneath water level, of course, the plants conceal a sharpened, woody stem for injecting a paralytic substance into would-be prey and an array of roots they use for grappling their prey. Accustomed to inverting completely in battle to expose their dangerous undersides, minauran creeper lilies are some of the only plants in the Multiverse that will try to take their prey hostage if it traveled in a group.

Minauran creeper lilies are not overly intelligent, but aside from their drive to feed (they supplement their normal diet of water, soil, and 'sun' with flesh and blood), they are known to be extremely enamored of gold, silver, and other precious metals. Despite their relatively simple intelligence, their ability to discern true value from counterfeit is sharp, and they will typically accept a few pounds of precious metals in exchange for a captive.

When interviewed with Speak With Plants, creeper lilies explain that the precious metals have some bearing on their reproductive process, although exactly what they are either unable or unwilling to say. In any case, they reproduce by seeding, seeking out other lilies and areas of marginally faster current to fertilize and distribute their seeds.

[justicegundam82]

3.0 to PF1e Conversion: Formian, Winged Warrior

Welcome back!

This new conversion comes from the 3.0 Fiend Folio, which introduced a lot of cool monsters (and some not-so-cool ones, but hey, can't win them all). The book introduced three new castes of Formian: the Armadon, the Observer and the Winged Warrior. The Creature Chronicle blog already converted the Armadon, but the other two were left in the dust. Until now, of course.

I plan on doing the Observer and another new Formian caste soon enough. Until then, I hope you like this.

FORMIAN, WINGED WARRIOR

Image copyright Wizards of the Coast, from Fiend Folio, by LGW

This creature looks like a strange cross between an ant and a garner, with a glossy bluish-black exoskeleton, two pairs of large insectile wings, and a slender tail tipped with sharp spikes. Its legs end in small hands, armed with pointed claws.

FORMIAN WINGED WARRIOR       CR 6

XP 2’400

LN Medium Monstrous Humanoid

Init+5; Senses blindsense 30 ft., darkvision 60 ft., hive mind; Perception +14 (+18 with hive mind)

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DEFENSE

AC 19, touch 15, flat-footed 14(+5 Dex, +4 natural)

Hp 68 (8d10+24)

Fort +5, Ref +11, Will +8;

Resist sonic 10

Spell Resistance 17

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OFFENSE

Speed 20 ft., fly 60 ft. (good)

Melee bite +13 (1d6+2), 2 claws +13 (1d4+2)

Ranged tail spike +13 (1d4+2 / 19-20 / x3 plus poison)

Special Attacks augmented critical, poison, tail spikes

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STATISTICS

Str 15, Dex 20, Con 17, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 11

Base Atk +8; CMB +10; CMD 25

Feats Flyby Attack, Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Shot On The Run (B), Weapon Finesse

Skills Acrobatics +14, Fly +20, Perception +14 (+18 with hive mind), Stealth +15, Survival +12

Languages telepathy 60 ft. (cannot speak)

Special Qualities formian traits

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ECOLOGY

Environment warm or temperate land or underground

Organization Solitary, team (2-4) or troop (5-10)

Treasure none

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SPECIAL ABILITIES

Augmented Critical (Ex): A winged warrior’s tail spikes threaten a critical hit on a natural attack roll of 19-20 and inflict triple damage on a confirmed critical hit.

Poison (Ex): Tail spike – injury; save Fort DC 17, frequency 1/round for 6 rounds, effect 1d2 Str damage, cure 1 save.

Tail Spikes (Ex): Six times per day, a winged warrior can release a spike from its tail as a standard action. Tail spikes are considered thrown weapons with a range increment of 20 feet.

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Winged warriors are specialized members of the formian hives, and the only formian caste capable of flying under their own power. Within the hive’s rigid caste system, winged warriors mostly act as skirmishers and scouts for their superiors, assessing the lands around the hive and reporting on potential enemies. Needless to say, they are agile fliers, but are clumsy and slow on land, and therefore spend most of their time aloft, only landing to rest or report.

In battle, winged warriors mostly rely on providing ranged support to warriors, armadons and taskmasters. As their more robust brethren keep the enemy occupied, a winged warrior shoots sharp spikes from its tail with tremendous accuracy, favoring obvious spellcasters and healers. Each spike is tipped in a narcotic that sap the victim’s strength, making it easier for the hive to capture them alive. Once a winged warrior’s ranged attacks are depleted, they will switch to hit-and-run attacks, trusting their speed and maneuvrability to see them through the fight.

Formian winged warriors stand about 5 feet tall and weigh 120 pounds. While they are capable of communicating via telepathy, they lack the organs needed for vocalization, and therefore cannot speak.

[yet-another-haven-of-dollya]

So... uh...... yeah I kinda like them and their chemistry a lil bit too much *cough* and uh I think it would be cool if the sassier is uh- shorter *cough cough* and the "more spacious in the head" is taller

[scythlyven-art]

Perc’ahlia Week Day 6: Smoke/Sunshine

Perfect opposites to the core of the soul

[molly-yasha]

#scaredycat

[eternalmomentss]

While I obviously adored every single big Dorian moment last episode, I truly appreciate all these small details about him that were revealed.

Dorian humming to himself when he gets nervous and blanking in big crowds. Dorian locking up at physical affection when he is not initiating it. Dorian's voice dropping when talking to his dad/authority figures.

Small sprinkles of character traits I can't get enough of.

[jellyala]

“The Holy Shepherd”

Do you all have time to talk about our lord and savior Saint Vanilla Cookie??? 🙂

Beasts Ancients au belongs to 👉 @cuppajj

[fluffyapplecat]

Keyleth and Vax changed the genre of their story then rewrote the epilogue to match and I'm totally fine and not at all sobbing my eyes out at an unholy hour over these maybe-not-so -doomed-after-all lovers, nope haha I'm fine- 😭 😭 😭 ❤️❤️❤️

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Freaky Thursday: The Many Deaths of Imogen

[justavulcan]

Airmark's Guide to Planar Vegetables: Arcadian Lightning Tree

Famously grown by the Storm Kings of Arcadia as both signs of the boundaries of their domain and reminders of their might, Arcadian Lightning Trees are relatively innocuous to the untrained eye. Silvery bark shot through with dark, jagged veins and rich green leaves perpetually covered with a dark grey dust the tree uses as protection against the elements make these handsome plants fine decorations lining the broad boulevards of the Kings' domains.

However, the more cautious traveler will note the smell of ozone that permeates the air around these trees and the metallic shimmer of their bark, and perceive the potential danger. Although perfectly content to subsist on water and sunshine as plants typically do, lightning trees also serve as one of the first lines of defense for the Storm Kings' homes, and have been known to attack those who approach with ill will without warning, electrocuting them in the grasp of their branches.

Lightning trees grow happily in any stormy environment, with strong roots and flexible trunks that make them resistant to high winds and a natural conductivity that renders them immune to lightning strikes. It's not uncommon to see them in areas inhabited by cloud or storm giants, and they are an invasive species on the Elemental Plane of Air, where their thankfully traditional method of flowering and pollination by insect has limited their spread somewhat. They do not fruit, but their leaves can be eaten, a sensation most describe as having a 'pleasant tingle'.

[itseghost]

im really liking campaign 3 so far !!! i was doodling fearne as a break from my homework but ended up spending a bit longer cleaning the sketch up a bit and adding a few simple colors lol

[wiotas]

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[dearlydevoured]

felix neumann . . .

who is so guilt-ridden after the high rollers mission. he’ll come to you after everyone had fallen asleep for the night and you’ll sit up, watching him get on his knees at the side of your bed and press his forehead on your knee. he’ll beg for forgiveness after the day’s events. do you see him any differently after this mission? do you hate him? are you disgusted with how he lost it on that man? he’ll ask a thousand questions and give a million apologies.

run your hand through his hair and he’ll melt under your touch, gentle as usual. “you did nothing wrong,” you’d remind him, even if he saw it differently. “i still love you all the same, felix.” he would look up at you like your judgment is what determines where he’ll go after death and you’ll slink your hand around to his cheek in response, rubbing it with your thumb slowly. back and forth, back and forth.

felix would kiss your knee and run the trail up your thigh, crawling into the bed. it’s cramped and far too small for the two of you but you’ll make the space work, watching as he eventually laid his head in your lap and squeeze the thin fabric of your shirt.