#void the necromantic wizard

[blackjackkent]

All right, taking a break from giving myself massive Jaheira/Khalid feels to instead give myself some more Rakha feels. :D

We left off having explored Lorroakan's vault in order to a) give Rakha exciting and probably blasphemous necromantic powers, b) get all the loot and clear out all the traps given that we killed Lorroakan and claimed the tower for ourselves, and c) find the Annals of Karsus and discuss overthrowing the gods, so the gang have been having a fairly exciting day. So, frankly, I don't think anyone's super enthused to emerge into Sorcerous Sundries and discover a familiar face waiting for them.

"Elminster?"

"Hello, m'boy! Don't mind me - I'm just enjoying a fresh lungful of Baldurian air - a distinctive aroma, though perhaps not one worthy of bottling." The elderly wizard gives an elaborate stretch, his keen gaze nevertheless fixing rapidly on Gale's face. "Tell me. What curiosities have you and your companions discovered within the walls of this esteemed emporium?"

(A/N: I'm still deeply amused by the fact that on Hector's run, I TPed straight out of Sundries into camp rather than go outside, and the game responded by teleporting Elminster directly into our hotel room.)

Rakha glares at him. She was pretty unimpressed the last time the group encountered Elminster - when he came to deliver the news that Gale was instructed to blow himself up for the glory of Mystra. Her opinions on his goddess (and gods in general) have definitely not improved in the intervening time, and her conversation with Gale in the vault is still rattling around inside her head, so she looks at Elminster with a sour expression, folding her arms across her chest.

"We know how Karsus made his crown," she says flatly - never one to lie or try to hide her intentions once decided. "And Gale's going to re-forge it."

Gale winces. "Perhaps it would have been better to keep that particular opportunity between ourselves," he says in an undertone.

"The Crown of Karsus?!" Elminster sputters. His eyes narrow to slits, and Rakha finds herself a touch startled by the sudden anger and intensity in his voice, the facade of a harmless old man suddenly thrust to the side. "No, Gale," he growls. "It's for the best that I know. I trust there's no need to remind you what came of Karsus? His folly humbled a whole civilization! No one seeks an encore of that."

Rakha can see the way Gale recoils under this barrage from his former mentor - but she has no such connection to Elminster, and stands her ground, her jaw working. "Gale," she says flatly, "is the best wizard in the realms. He'll succeed where Karsus failed."

It isn't flattery. It isn't really even a compliment, just a statement of fact. Rakha knows the Weave as perhaps no one else on Toril does - intimately. She feels it on her skin, tastes it on her tongue, sees its ripple over the face of the world. And she has seen Gale's magic; she saw the way he channeled the Weave for her on very nearly the first day they met. Even hamstrung by the tadpoles, and even despite how rocky their relationship has often been, she knows perfectly well that Gale - like herself - is unique, a prodigy.

And she has heard his confidence as he stated that reforging the crown was possible, that it was necessary. And she believes him, because he is one of her people, one of the tiny little ragged family she has formed out of the blank bloodsoaked void of her mind.

(A/N: This is all a little bit of an unexpected development, but I honestly really kind of like it. It's not fully out of left field; Rakha was thinking in vague terms about the idea of toppling Mystra all the way back in Act 1, though it was more of a beast-fueled fantasy at the time than a practical plan. AND at the time Karlach, whose opinions Rakha generally trusts, agreed that Mystra is "no god at all" for her treatment of Gale.

So an unexpected choice. And (as @suntiger745 pointed out) probably not likely to actually lead to the true ousting of all the gods (including Bhaal) that Rakha is hoping for. But nevertheless I enjoy that this does follow up on a thread that's been drifting around in Rakha's story for quite a while now.

Also I've never seen anything of the God!Gale ending so it will be interesting if we do go all the way to that. XD)

Elminster squints at her warily for a moment, then looks back at Gale. "Does she speak true, Gale?" he asks, somewhat more quietly. "You truly believe yourself capable of wielding Karsus's crown?"

Gale, who has been looking at Rakha with some astonishment after her unexpected expression of confidence in him, squares his shoulders. "Perhaps she does," he says firmly. "Would you begrudge me the chance to make things right, Elminster?"

Elminster frowns. "Of course not," he says gravely. "And the time has come for precisely that. Mystra knows you defied her, Gale. Of course she knows - she's Mystra. She bids you come to her holy shrine in the Stormshore Tabernacle. There, she will grant you an audience at last."

Rakha can see the way these words rock Gale. Understandable, perhaps. He was cast out by this goddess - who he loved as well as worshiped, at least to hear him tell it - and now she wants to speak to him again.

Rakha tries to imagine it, if Wyll had cast her aside, told her she had to die for her past bloody crimes - and then invited her back to speak to him again. The idea brings a tight ache into her chest.

But there is a significant difference - Wyll is not a god. Wyll has never tormented and used her as Mystra has Gale. And Rakha can see this, even if Gale cannot.

"Mystra's done Gale enough harm," she says flatly. "We don't owe her anything."

Again that flare of power flashes through Elminster's eyes. "Not true," he snaps. "Not even close. Mystra's ways may seem cold, high-handed, tyrannical even. But she is a goddess! Her ways are not for mortal reckoning..."

He trails off, turns to look at Gale again - and for a moment, the power and anger fade, and a strange expression of something like sadness replaces them. "Though some mortals come close to understanding. Very close indeed..."

He sighs. "The Crown is not the answer. I promise you that. If you will not hear it from me, hear it from your goddess," he finishes quietly. "What truths she has to offer are for your ears alone, Gale of Waterdeep." A pause. He raises a hand as if to rest it on Gale's shoulder, then changes his mind, lets it fall to his side, and vanishes in a burst of smoke. "Godspeed."

[deaddoveadventures]

((On a more positive note, and also to cheer myself up, I'll ramble into the void about our campaign. In the last two sessions, some interesting things happened:

For one, Curumë sneaked away from his party to hold a mock funeral for the friends that have forgotten about his existence, and nobody knows because this man never talks about anything.

Not to mention that his party has been kind of mean to him, because they don't understand why he is so upset, and he is in his own way here, but they are not making it better by their reactions.

Secondly, in the last session, the wizard told Curumë that the pair of daggers he has found and that are currently his pac weapon is fused with some kind of necromantic energy and he should be careful with using them, because they might be cursed.

Did he listen? Partly, but they have some really neat features he doesn't want to miss out on. Plus this fight was a very important one for our Dragonborn Cleric and Curumë needed all the advantages he could get. These are his pact weapons after all, if he doesn't use them he misses out on all the nice bonus Features. :' )

Suspicions and Theories: I wonder if DM wants to give me the option to turn him into a Hexblade, since he is patronless at the moment.))

[mxnsii]

Me, during the toc arc House of Haunting

(my campaign players weren't happy)

Photo credit to - @tilthedayidice

[motheatenscarf]

WHO WANT SOME AASHI LORE?

So I’m not 100% sure on this because my DM is a cagey motherfucker who reveals none of their cards (which I love them for but FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF), however, I’m pretty sure Aashi has inherited some sort of necromantic powers and/or curse from her father who VERY LIKELY possessed the Eye of Vecna when she was conceived.

So at the beginning of the campaign, I told Kings, my DM, that the point of Aashi is that she’s a terrible elf who aside from the pointed ears and foresty green eyes is as human as the gruff mercenary mother who raised her. She never knew her father, so Kings had free reign of if/how he would wind up being important. For a long time I actually thought she was gonna wind up being half-Drow since we had 2 Drow in our party (there was an insane theory for a hot minute that our Cleric was potentially her father). The other thing that made her a terrible elf was that she didn���t use a longbow but rather a crossbow, since it fit the bounty hunter aesthetic better, and I justified it by saying she only had one eye and couldn’t aim for shit anymore.

I couldn’t come up with a good story for how she lost the eye, though, so I just connected it to her driving motivation. 

She started out the campaign hunting down a bounty on the wizard who burned down the slums where her family ran their tavern from. The city was corrupt as all hell and no one in power would lift a finger to help the victims get back on their feet, so her uncles along with countless others were forced to go to The Pact, a very evil criminal syndicate. They wound up deep in debt and unable to dig themselves out, so to buy them time, Aashi promised to track down a high paying bounty for The Pact if they’d keep their sharks off her uncles’ backs until she returned. They wanted something of hers as collateral to ensure she came back, though, and despite offering plenty of valuable things, the only thing they accepted was one of her eyes.

I chose this to illustrate just how much Aashi was willing to sacrifice for her family, but after we returned with the bounty on Aashi’s wizard nemesis to pay off the debt, Kings had the tricky motherfuckers give her a magical fake one that she could still see out of and was disguised to look like her real one. The “eye” they returned to her was an aberrant insectoid from hell that did a shitton of psychic damage when MONTHS LATER a series of headaches caused Vas and our wizard friend to discern what it was. 

So that was horrible, and Aashi was down an eye again. She persevered, however, and even had our wizard friend find a way to transfer the enchantment into a new fake eye so her enemies wouldn’t know she was onto them and so she could buy her uncles time to escape their clutches.

At the time we all figured they only kept Aashi’s eye to keep scrying on her, but would later find out some things that made that less certain. In the meanwhile, though Aashi wanted revenge, but that required fetching her mom from where her mercenary band was hired to stop an insurgent rebellion. While we were there, we discovered that the mysterious rebel leader was none other than Aashi’s father, both of them being played against each other’s forces by a manipulative green dragon we wound up uniting them against and killing.

And Aashi’s dad, who we thankfully did not have to kill, turned out to be a sketchy necromancer wizard, because Kings loves that irony shit, and he also only had one eye, the false one being a black void with a GLOWING GREEN LIGHT coming out of it, as his most unique identifying feature which Aashi’s mother told her about and inspired her to offer sacrificing up her eye to The Pact. He also only had one real hand, the other being a mummified replacement he attached with necromancy to replace a lost one. And then, when he mentioned that it was ironic that Aashi would wind up becoming a Hunter, he mentions that he too is a hunter of sorts, and asks if Aashi has ever heard of VECNA. 

🙃

And Aashi, with an Intelligence of 12, is like, “Who dat?” and gets a lore dump on her about how he’s been tasked by his people to go out into the world and be the hands and eyes of the liches who rule his people to look for signs of Vecna’s schemes and put a stop to them.

And all of that is concerning in and of itself, but we’ve grown to trust Kasoreth, Aashi’s dad, against probably our better judgement, and we part on friendly terms with him and promise to be in touch after we’ve removed The Pact from power.

The Pact, however, had fallen on hard times in Aashi’s home town and were forced to pack up and leave after they were caught in the wrath of some roaming paladins. We had to move onto our Barbarian’s story pretty quickly after since it was nothing but dead ends all around and his stuff was time sensitive, but we did discover that a.) The Pact knew we’d be coming after them, despite Aashi’s caution, and b.) they had packed up everything but one artifact which only Aashi caught a glimpse of before their headquarters exploded with us inside them, and it proved that they were connected to an insane conspiracy connecting the drow, memory erasing aberrations that removed people from existence, and quite likely the primordial source of darkness in the world. Which only proved that the Pact were even WORSE than we thought.

So, the facts as they are;

Fact One: The Pact would only accept Aashi’s eye as collateral when it came time to making a deal with them to buy her uncles��� a stay of execution. 

Fact Two: Kasoreth has a mysterious glowing green lich eye and hand and a connection to Vecna. That alone is like, three red flags.

Fact Three: Kasoreth’s good eye is brown, as are, according to him, the eyes of what few family members he knows of, and the same can be said of Aashi’s mother and her side of the family. Aashi’s eyes are green. She always just figured it was an elf thing. It still might be. But it’s a weird coincidence. 

Fact Four: Aashi has a special homebrew feat granted by our DM called (Un)Dead-Eye where she crits on a 19 when fighting Undead. I just thought it was because Undead were one of her favored enemies. It still might be. But it’s a WEIRD coincidence and the phrasing of it alarms me.

Fact Five: Kasoreth FOR SURE has the Finger of Death spell, we’ve seen him use it. He is a necromancer and might just know it in his own right. But he has a mummified hand and a connection to Vecna. It might be a coincidence! ARE YOU NOTICING A PATTERN, THOUGH?

Fact Six: The Pact, who are WAY WORSE than we thought they were, are not just accruing power and wealth for the sake of having power and wealth, but appear to be in service of some ancient evil, wittingly or not, and are orchestrating the means to some nefarious end. And they wanted Aashi’s eye. Specifically her eye. It mighT. Be A COINCIDANCE. HOWEVER....

All of these on their own can be easily dismissed and might be red herrings, but I am very concerned about what is going on with that missing eye of hers that was stolen and what might come of it in the hands of The Pact, who CLEARLY wanted it for some reason, and I don’t think it was just to keep an eye on a two-bit bounty hunter who didn’t pose any real threat to them at the time. 

And every time I ask my DM about it they just send me this gif;

and I send them this one,

and that’s as much as I’ve been able to get out of them on the matter.

But I DID figure out that Kasoreth was Aashi’s father, and I did figure out that the dragon was the one behind the conspiracy in Lasondrand where we met him, and I’m good at figuring out Kings’ narrative beats so far, and I’m like 99% sure I’m right, and I’m AFRAID of what that means for my girl.

Also, after our cleric cast Regeneration to regrow her eye so she could be free of the cursed fake, his player came up with the phrase, “Infinite Eye Economy” which is The Worst Thing I’ve Ever Heard, but also makes me wonder... if that’s maybe going to factor in somehow.... oh god...

[dicedungeons-and-dragons]

I was wondering if you could do a background for my campaign! It's called The Orb Complex, and is strongly associated with Green for our gnome druid Fen (who is associated with North), Gold/White for our high elf cleric Ena (west), Purple for our tiefling necromantic wizard Void (south), and Black/Silver for our tail elf rouge Puck (east), but also has themes of Blue for the center/connection character who is my npc a water genasi rogue named Peter. Idk if this is too specific tho so...

I hope this works for your party!

[cravenmathiesen5-blog]

Zombies of the Residing Lifeless - Part One

Introduction to a Zombie Nightmare Hollywood zombies are overrated. Individuals mad "Dwelling Dead" movies, despite the fact that horrifically exciting, are not based on fact. Sorry to burst your blithering bubbles, people! So what is the truth driving zombies, people reanimated corpses that are accursed and accused of stumbling about and pursuing helpless victims? What is the origin of these peculiar creatures referred to as zombies? What variables or components are set collectively to remodel a typical human into a deathly "unalive" zombie? What is their diabolical goal? What insidious masterminds are behind these dreadful undead zombies? We will delve into these concerns and unravel the hideous reality! The Hideous History of Zombies Technically, a zombie is a useless human that has been revived or supernaturally resurrected, and although Hollywood has been known to revive numerous of these corpses from graves, the genuine scoop is that voodoo witchdoctors are in fact guiding it all. These unromantic necromantic wizards know the genuine strategies for triggering dying to their victims and then reanimating them, transforming them into mindless, lifeless, obedient servants.

Initial let us get into the morbid qualifications about these deadbeat figures. Etymologically speaking, the contemporary word "zombie" is debatable, but the strongest possibility is that it will come from the Haitian Creole term, zonbi. Basically a zonbi is a man or woman who has died and then is resurrected. In the Haitian Voodoo cults this has a unfavorable if not a diabolical connotation. The ghastly art of zombification originated from the Voodoo faith which came out of Africa, particularly West Africa, where in the seventeenth century primitives have been captured, who in change turned wretched slaves, and most very likely they produced their sinister artwork to get again at their captors. This voodoo cult consisted of a blend of primal African spiritual ritualism and Roman Catholicism that European settlers introduced to the land. The voodoo arts are located in different international locations throughout the globe, these kinds of as Haiti, Benin, China, Japan, areas of South America, and a lot of of the black communities in North The us, especially the South, and it was specially popular in New Orleans. The Diabolical Art of the Lifeless The insidious practice of voodoo zombification grew to become commonplace on the island of Haiti in the Caribbean Sea as executed by sorcerers and witchdoctors in distinct, or as some are named "bokor" or voodoo sorcerers. These sinister necro-wizards would seize unsuspecting people to execute their evil magic on them, usually via a specific spell, or by offering them a magic potion, which in fact amounts to a poisonous drug. The sufferer would undergoes a dying state and was generally buried for a period of time. Then the target was resurrected and could be utilized as a mindless servant to obey its master's bidding. They had been technically brain-dead, and had been void of self-recognition, but they functioned at an unconscious level the place the free will is completely suspended, whereby they could only heed the will of their master. Typically they ended up employed as thugs or even assassins, to dedicate crimes or this kind of misdeeds. For case in point, the dictator of Haiti in the nineteen sixties, Papa Doc Duvallier, produced a specific military of zombies, to go out on various missions, carrying out a variety of misdeeds, regardless of whether to just rough folks up or to murder them. There have been circumstances of folks that died, and then they were buried by their households as expected, then many several years later on they were resurrected and came again to daily life, but as lifeless lethargic people in most circumstances, despite the fact that some did seem to be considerably cognizant. Certainly these men and women were victims of voodoo witchdoctors. Particular accounts explain a actual lifestyle zombie in this way: "The eyes were the worst. It was not my creativity. They have been in fact like the eyes of a useless male, not blind, but staring, unfocused, unseeing. zombie anarchy hack windows The whole experience, for that subject, was bad ample. It was vacant, as if there was nothing at all driving it. It seemed not only expressionless, but incapable of expression." This is from William Seabrook, who wrote The Magic Island, the place he statements to have had 1st-hand encounters with these zombies in Haiti. (source from Voodoo Zombies at Monstrous.com) Obviously this description seems a good deal like individuals Hollywood zombies, so I can see where the moviemakers obtained their unusual tips. Or do they just have an overactive creativity?

[mxnsii]

Highlights of my first ever campaign! that i can remember so far because we've only had 2 sessions:

- Taking 1d4 Embarrassment damage from sandy boobs

- Neutral Good Pyromaniac Druid

- Cleric Realizes What A Cleric Is

- O R B S

- Local rogue falls off a bookshelf, faceplants perfectly on a white line. Believe he took damage, do not quote me

- Seduce the Twig

- ADOPT said Seduced Twig

- Name the Twig Pine

- The flying sword fight that ended up in local rogue dominating it, kinda like King Arthur but not as climatic

- Necromancer Does Not Want To Be Here, Rolled To Cry 15 Tears

- "You throw the orb, it bounces off the side of the bowl, and flies back and hits you in the face" in which we did a strength contest to see if local rogue can kobe his orb. Orb got a nat 20

- Local Rogue and Pyromaniac collaborate to make a sand castle into a glass castle

- "I steal Fens orb"

- Stretchy Ice Cream

- the cleric's bang list

- 1300 gold pieces for 13 kisses

- Staircases

[mxnsii]

The Orb Complex, but more complicated

- So a little background information

- Pine got possessed, gave Puck a vision

- The vision was of his love interest Peter (my npc) DIE by being strangled to death by a shadowy tentacles 

- So now that that’s over, click read more

- Ena fought herself and got called out

- Her double is named Ane

Ane: You’re not a very good cleric, you’re so selfish you don’t even care about your friends

Ena: Yes I do!

Ane: Did you care when you thought about shoving Puck off the 100 foot drop?

Ena: ......... sweats

- The portal??? it was shut dooown

- They  got taken to the Court of Nephthys for Breaching of Natural Order, Trespassing into the Astral Plane, and Unauthorized Use of Godly Magic

- Uh they figured out two of those claims and got them erased 

- Nephthys found out that the orbs are from Hathor, doesn’t want conflict, instead reopened the portal and said “tell Him i said Hi”

- And they woke up in the Plane of Thought

- ALEXA THE ROBOT AI ASSISTANT

- Puck being assumed for the Leader

- The plane of thought is where children go when they die in the  prime material plane, as children of Thoth

- and they still age and all, there just isn’t many adults

- That’s because at maturity day for adulthood they go to a place called House of Haunting that... people don’t come back from. 

- GUESS WHERE OUR ADVENTURERS WENT

- Also in the plane of thought you can summon items, except for weapons/money/creatures 

- But like still 

- Fen summoned weed

- Puck summoned a nice tree spot (that lucky duck got to watch his crush sunbathe a lot)

- Ena summoned the emerald tiara (without the magic) and some cleric books

- Void invented pudding (your welcome lotus)

- But so

- They get to the house of haunting and fight a homebrew dragon pig

- And my genasi npc boy, dear sweet peter

- Takes

- 81 points of damage from tripping onto his trident

- And he is strangled to death by an octopus of all things

- Heres the text

You all see time freeze, as these gruesome red tentacles whip out from the monster. And in your gut, your fight or flight switches to flight, as most of you flee out of the way, the tentacles inches from touching you as you do so. But most of you are lucky, however… Someone isn’t. 

Puck, what happens next is almost painful enough that you could cry. A blood red tentacle covered in a poisonous goo from this octopus just barely manages to latch around… Peter. You see it, the only one facing him, as the tendral of octopus flesh encases around the genasi. 

In a split moment, the only thing all of you hear is a loud, sickening, deep bone *Crack*. And from his tentacle encasement, Peter’s eyes grow wide for a split second, before turning like glass and he falls limp. The tentacle lashes back and flings Peter against the stark white walls only a few something feet away. The genasi boy slumps to the ground, in a position that is impossibly limp for anyone who could be alive.

And just like that... Peter is out of initiative. 

- >:3c

- thats all for tonight 

[mxnsii]

This Nights Campaign, Fresh off the pot!

- THIEVES CANT

- Astral plane! Arc 2!

- Peter, the robed boy, a bb hottie, 18!!

- Bafz

- cicadas

- Puck falling through a roof

- Ena/Puck crackship moment

- Pine is a warlock :3

- they were basically dragged out of their world and into the astral plane

- the campaign squad shares 1 brain cell and I own it

- Peter scene with a reveal of just how Hot this sad boy is

- Treehouses!

- "Hey billy" "Hey ron"

- Leo Has Second Hand Jealousy

- Death Water and Glowing Hands, Featuring Dumbass Elf Boy

- Ena Questions Life

- Void Finally Has A Friend!

[mxnsii]

pucker up, buttercup

with a new Orb complex in the house.

- First off. Gay.

- Very very gay

- They are in... the AIR PLANE WOOWOO

- They met the god Ra, got EXPENSIVE ASS WING

- Ena got Yellow Ocean Jasper wings

- Fen got Hiddenite wings

- Void got Purple Sapphire wings

- And Puck got Black Opal wings.

- Ena called Ra ‘dad’

- They got forced to sign up for a cool race

- Kalamari got a lil drunk, started to crawl on the ceiling of a Fey Tavern and poking people randomly to scare them

- They rolled a d12 to see what drink they got at a fey tavern in Uranium Glasses

- Puck got 2 slippery nipples, Ena got a paloma, Fen got fantasy fanta with vodka, and poor Void got absinthe (that peter stole)

- Peter lied to Puck, said he wanted to talk, they ended up enjoying a sunset together (and Peter tossed his drink)

- Void got 2000 gp for selling pudding

- Fen got his ass kicked, and learned to be a monk

- Ena got herself some booooks

- Puck learned Primordial, and more Rogue stuff

- Also

- Speaking of Puck

- He and Peter are getting REAL close.

- like uh

- well here’s a snippet.

You all finally come to rest at a house provided to you by Ra, while all of you are mostly starting to get hungover. When you get there, however, you all find out theres only 4 bed rooms. Ena, you immediately claim a room for yourself and pine. Fen, you take a room with Alexa, who happily starts talking about the different types of ferns. Void takes a room, with Kalamari in their arms. 

 Peter and Puck are the only two left.

 There is only 1 room left.

- The two of them tried to sleep on the room floor, and they woke up in the bed together by magic

- Puck also learned some........... interesting things

- They didn’t fight anything but hey it was fun today

- lots of nesfew pucker comments

- @campaignsquad feel free to add. 

[mxnsii]

Recap of tonight's campaign

Fresh off the press!

- they adopted a darkmantle and now i have to rewrite my entire script

- god they finished like. 5 pages today. 2 google docs

- "Ena did you fucking grab the Crown?" "No"

- Personally antagonizing each character individually in a game of Dream Crowns

- "I want to roll to eat the robe"

- "The Orbs Are Back!"

- The prophecy!!!!

- "I would like to give thanks to our sweet baby brother Griffin McElroy for the lovely gift of 'The Floor Is Lava'"

- I almost killed the cleric, but not yet. One day. One day.

- Seducing the Spector to non-existence

- Cleric prays to her god, ironically the god forcing them through this bullshit

- Pine is a tank

- a Bat rolled a crit20, gave 2 points of damage

- The unknown pink portal {send asks for transcript (;}

- In the spirit of dnd I bought my first Surge. Not really campaign related but i like it.

- Katy Perry Man

[mxnsii]

Highlights of last nights campaign session:

- completing 3 sections in one sitting (yay)

- Necromancer deceives stone squid, is now a parent

- Local Rogue still can’t be a good rogue, despite DM efforts

- “Strength contest to see if you can push over your friend”

- Fantasy discount Costco 

- “I want to buy one of everything at the store”

- Dark Foreshadowing that I am proud of 

- “You witnessed this world’s first screamer” 

- Old but RIPPEDtm Dwarven woman

- Our first non monster death!

- Hathor more like Hathorb

- They named the Darkmantle “Kalamari” 

- “God please dont get a nat 20″ “.................... u H”

- Druid bought some weed

- Beans???

- Mint Air

[mxnsii]

Calling all the Angst to Astral Plane

a lot of this is directly from all the stuff @stormyisrad sent me, as quotes given live in game play, thank you so much:

Dan: Fen

Leo: Puck

Lotus: Void

Pip: Ena

Silence (me): DM, Peter, Robed Figure, Lizard/Bearded Dragon

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Silence,as a LIZARD: I'm gonna attack you first with,,,,a long sword 

Silence:how is that possible? DND THATS HOW 

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Leo: I'll use misty step to get on the lizard's back 

Silence: you WHAT 

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Dan: "I'll eat the orb" 

Silence: aGGRESSIVE DM PANIC 

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Silence:HI my name is Silence I am A N G R Y today : ) 

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Dan: alright Ima grapple 

Silence:okay what the fuck do I do for that-

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Silence:That's a 14 against youuu

Leo:wHY 

Silence:because I love youuuuuuuu : )) )

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 Leo:....what if I get e a t e n and then Hack My Way To The Orb 

Silence:.......................................................................................deep sigh 

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Leo: puck is eaten by the lizard 

Silence: IS THAT A VORE THING 

Leo: wH- NO! 

Silence: IS PUCK IN TO VORE 

Silence:oh my g o d.....ooh my g O D....OH MY G O  D

Silence:I'm an atheist but GOD I'm gonna end up going to a church because of you guys- 

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Leo: rolls a nat 1 and nat 20 on the same turn 

Silence: throws his headphones on the table and walks away 

Silence, distant: FUCK 

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Silence:The robe person flips you off 

Leo:Puck flips him off right back 

Silence:Peter is vERY offended 

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Dan:sirens in the bg 

Silence:dAN WHO DID YOU  M U R D  ER 

Dan:If I murdered them they wouldn't need an ambulance- 

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Puck, about the robed figure:oh fuCK HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY F L E S H

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Leo:Dan did you give me any w e e d- 

Dan:don't,,,e a T I T 

Silence:Hello 911 My Character Ate A Blunt 

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Void:A bearded dragon???why were you fighting a B e a r d e d d r a g o n- 

Puck:He Was The Only One I LOVED 

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Dan:Me Has Given Dobi A gLOCK Silence:wHAT 

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- Puck gets training from superior rogue

- Pine shows his mother his magic tricks

- Fen teaches Pine words

- Void learns the laws of magic for the land (kinda)

- Puck gains permanent truesight, a decision the DM Regrets

- The orbs are back, and it’s the first time most of the characters see colour in 2+ months

- The players fight their characters most beloved person

- Ena hasn’t had her turn yet because her mod couldn’t stay long enough but

- Puck fought a bearded dragon he once saw eat a blueberry at some guy’s vendor

- Fen has to fight the old story teller from their childhood village 

- Void fought their father, the one who died twice in front of them

- And ena,,,,,,,,,,, well we’ll get to her next time.

- I personally enjoyed it

- I also had a strong urge to bite something hard, ya know how it is when you Need to Do something like that

[mxnsii]

Plane of thought, more like plane of THOTS

Ah coming to you live from sunday morning with a fresh The Orb Complex information

We campaigned this night rather than monday so ja

-Peter’s gone

- I rick rolled everyone

- They’re in a building called the House of Haunting, a twenty floor battle

- It is designed to kill you

- They died in this order: Peter, Kalamari, Puck, Void/Ena, Fen, Pine

- Puck died because of a white draft horse/dragon hybrid

- Each character received a gift from the god of the plane, Thoth

- It’s one childhood object they loved so much that they lost

- Puck got a tiny, beenie baby sized stuffed frog

- And he woke up in a blue dirt circle at full health to see Peter holding his gift

- A blue, velvet robe

- AND THEY ACCIDENTALLY KISSED WHILE PUCK TRIED TO TAKE PETER’S TRIDENT AOUWSHDF

- PUCKER UP MDUDES

- Void and Ena died from the same attack

- Ena got a vision and a gift, Void also did but not as detailed vision (and a really cool gift)

- I’ll post Ena’s in a separate post 

- But she got a silver  and peridot bracelet

- Void got a silver necklace with a star shaped charm that has a black/purple marbled smaller charm that their father made

- Fen died last in the group of not-npcs

- They got a thick, solid, well worn story book

- Pine was so tank that he had to be killed by a god.

- Fen got a vision

- Puck saw the blue robe again

- now they’re not in the thought plane anymore