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+ | == Introduction == | ||
+ | ''' | ||
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+ | ''Know, O Prince, that between the fall of the elder world and the coming of the great glaciers, there was an age undreamed of. An age of wonder and terror, when a newborn species of weak, ignorant, yet clever and ambitious apes gazed with fear... and avarice... upon the ruins of the world they had inherited by chance. | ||
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+ | ''For uncounted epochs, monsters had crawled over the primeval earth, their wars and magics twisting land, sea, and sky. Yet all things end. Elder race warred with elder race, to their mutual downfall. Senescent species made horrible pacts with strange Powers to avoid decline. As elder things clung to life and power beyond their time, their wombs and cultures withered. The lands moved upon the waters, and monsters who had ruled over jungle and swamp shivered as the ice came. The life of monsters is as the life of stars, but even stars die. And finally the ancient world collapsed. | ||
+ | '' | ||
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+ | ''Continents broke; seas boiled as fangs of fire erupted from the deep; the stars of heaven lurched into new constellations. The elder masters' towers fell, their leviathan-gods retreated to nurse their wounds. From the heights of power and erudition, the elder lords were cast into savagery. And in the wreckage, the lowliest slaves... sequestered from the worst of the ruin as fodder for their masters' magics and military experiments... cast off their chains, went forth, and multiplied. | ||
+ | '' | ||
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+ | ''In only a handful of generations, mankind rose far: mastering fire and bronze, building cities in imitation of the prehumans', developing systems of writing and mathematics... and delving into the same dark sorceries that brought down their predecessors. Power fostered arrogance; wealth nurtured greed; the city walls that sheltered from the wilderness allowed vice to fester in their midst. And in their dark dens and hidden places, the surviving monsters of the elder world grinned in anticipation and stretched out their talons to goad man against his brother, that the world might be theirs once more. | ||
+ | '' | ||
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+ | ''Yet something happened unforeseen by man and monster alike. From among humans of all stations... from the mightiest hero-lugal to the merest slave... a divine spark alit in mortal clay. Human in form yet wielding the cosmic and elemental power of leviathans, these demigods went among the nations to work wonders and receive the awe of their fellows. | ||
+ | '' | ||
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+ | ''Did they defend their newborn species as guardians? Uplift and teach it as culture heroes? Oppress it as immortal tyrants? Fleece it as tricksters? Or betray their birth-kind to go among the elder races, not as slaves but as masters over a second age of monsters? | ||
+ | '' | ||
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+ | ''That tale remains to be told. | ||
+ | '' | ||
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== Player Characters == | == Player Characters == | ||
− | [[ | + | Ladies and gents, I'll clean this up later, but for now I just need a cut-and-pasted repository for tonight's dry run. |
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+ | '''Ama (Jeremy Kopczynski) (Command, Fertility, Sun):''' The sun rises upon the Yayoi, and impurity withers in its light. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Strength: 10/0/11 | ||
+ | Dexterity: 14/1/7 | ||
+ | Constitution: 16/2/5 | ||
+ | Intelligence: 13/1/9 | ||
+ | Wisdom: 13/1/9 | ||
+ | Charisma: 18/33 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Saves: | ||
+ | Hardiness: 13 | ||
+ | Evasion: 14 | ||
+ | Spirit: 12 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Words: | ||
+ | Command-Charisma 18 plus perfect communication. Gift: Bearer of the Scarlet Crown | ||
+ | Fertility-Control of personal fertility plus immunity to plant based toxins | ||
+ | Sun-Immunity to fire and perfect vision even if eyeballs removed. Gift: Body of Burning Light, Sunlight Sight, Purity of Brilliant Law, Hope of the Dawn. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Facts: | ||
+ | Born among the Yayoi | ||
+ | Sacrificial Priestess | ||
+ | Fighter of Ogres | ||
+ | |||
+ | Weapons: | ||
+ | Bow 1d8 ranged weapon | ||
+ | Armor: Leather AC 7 | ||
+ | Attack Bonus +1 | ||
+ | Wealth: 0 | ||
+ | Influence: 2 | ||
+ | Dominion: 0 | ||
+ | Effort: 2 | ||
+ | Hit Points: 10 | ||
+ | |||
+ | '''Anka (Marikir) (Death, Fertility, Health):''' From the dry lands the green breath blows. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Description | ||
+ | Age: 25; Gender: Female; Hair: Black, unbraided, raggedly cut (sign of mourning); Eyes: Brown; Skin: Tan | ||
+ | |||
+ | Level: 1 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Facts | ||
+ | •Origin: Born to the migrating Tribes. | ||
+ | •Profession: Gatherer, Wife, Mother | ||
+ | •Relationship: Widow & Revered by the Tomb Lords. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Attributes | ||
+ | Strength 13 (+3) [Check: 8+] | ||
+ | Dexterity 13 (+1) [Check: 8+] | ||
+ | Constitution 18 (+3) [Check: 3+] | ||
+ | Intelligence 10 (+0) [Check: 11+] | ||
+ | Wisdom 16 (+2) [Check: 5+] | ||
+ | Charisma 14 (+1) [Check: 7+] | ||
+ | |||
+ | Saving Throws | ||
+ | Hardiness: 12+ | ||
+ | Evasion: 14+ | ||
+ | Spirit: 13+ | ||
+ | |||
+ | Combat | ||
+ | HP: 11 | ||
+ | AC: 6 / 8 | ||
+ | Fray Dice: 1d8 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Base Attack Bonus: +1 | ||
+ | Melee Attack Bonus: +2 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Resources | ||
+ | Effort: 2 | ||
+ | Influence: 2 | ||
+ | Dominion: 0 | ||
+ | Wealth: 0 | ||
+ | Experience: 0 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Words | ||
+ | Death | ||
+ | Fertility | ||
+ | Health | ||
+ | |||
+ | Gifts | ||
+ | Death | ||
+ | Keeper of the Graves (Lesser) | ||
+ | Withholding the Mercy (Lesser) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Fertility | ||
+ | Birth Blessing (Lesser) | ||
+ | Unending Abundance (Greater) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Health | ||
+ | Ender of Plagues (Lesser) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Equipment | ||
+ | Hand Sickle (Light – 1d6+1 damage) | ||
+ | Knife (Light - 1d6+1 damage) | ||
− | + | '''Illuminous the Arcane (lordmcdeath):''' '''(Knowledge, Sorcery, Time):''' The shape of things to come is unknown... yet He knows more than you. | |
− | + | HP: 9 | |
+ | AC: 2 | ||
− | + | Attributes Mod Checks | |
+ | Str 10 +0 11 | ||
+ | Dex 13 +1 8 | ||
+ | Con 14 +1 7 | ||
+ | Int 18 +3 3 | ||
+ | Wis 16 +2 5 | ||
+ | Cha 13 +1 8 | ||
− | + | Facts | |
+ | -Born into the people of the volcano, awakened the mysteries of fire. (Familar with Cinnabar Order Magic) | ||
+ | -Wandered the earth pursuing lost knowledge, a sage of the ancient and forbidden lore. | ||
+ | -Saved from death by a healing adept. (Familar with the Merciful Hand) | ||
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− | + | Words | |
− | ( | + | Knowledge (Int 18, Revealing information) |
− | + | Sorcery (As Instant, Can have commit effort to cancel low magic or constructs) | |
+ | Time (Wis 16, Time Sense, Immunity to Scry and Time) | ||
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+ | Divine Gifts | ||
+ | -The Best-Laid Plans (Commit Effort for a day and lay out a plan, DM lays out most relevant unknown danger to goal. Once per goal, 1pt) | ||
+ | -Exicision of Understanding (As an action remove memory of language, skill, event, or topic and the worthy may resist in Spirit, 1pt) | ||
+ | -Adept of the Gate (4 Gate invocation, 1pt) | ||
+ | -Adept of the Way (3 Way invocation, 2pt) | ||
+ | -Immediate Foresight (AC 3, 1pt) | ||
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+ | Saving Throw | ||
+ | Hardiness 14 | ||
+ | Evasion 12 | ||
+ | Spirit 13 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Effort 2 | ||
+ | Wealth 0 | ||
+ | Experience 0 | ||
+ | Dominion 0 | ||
+ | Influence 2 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Invocations | ||
+ | Barred Gate of Forbiddence (Cast someone out of a location, Spirit to resist) | ||
+ | Kiss of the Crane (1d6 per level to arcane connection, Evasion for half, find target anywhere) | ||
+ | Seal of Regnal Dominion (1 thrall per level, Spirit to resist) | ||
+ | The Trumpet of Far Utterance (Communication between arcane link or close people, pass one 10 lbs object) | ||
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+ | Path to the Bright Sanctum (Travel to prepared Sanctum) | ||
+ | Sign of Avulsive Banishment (1d10 per level to any angel or uncreated, can be area effect, backlash if not) | ||
+ | Sunder the Greater Spell (Make the spell not happen, 1d10 backlash for Gate or Way) | ||
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+ | Weapon | ||
+ | Throwing Knives (+2, 1d6) | ||
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+ | Armor (None, Robe) | ||
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+ | '''Pars (EngmaticOne) (Artifice, Earth, Endurance):''' All things of worth are forged from fire and earth. My hammer will make yet greater things. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Name: Pars | ||
+ | Age: 18 | ||
+ | Gender: Male | ||
+ | Hair: Black | ||
+ | Eyes: Green | ||
+ | Skin: Dark Tan | ||
+ | |||
+ | Level: 1 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Facts | ||
+ | •Origin: Commoner of Gath | ||
+ | •Profession: Bronzesmith's Son | ||
+ | •Relationship: Favored by the Priests of Jawa | ||
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+ | Attributes | ||
+ | Strength 16 (+2) [Check: 5+] | ||
+ | Dexterity 13 (+1) [Check: 8+] | ||
+ | Constitution 16 (+2) [Check: 5+] | ||
+ | Intelligence 16 (+2) [Check: 5+] | ||
+ | Wisdom 14 (+1) [Check: 7+] | ||
+ | Charisma 13 (+1) [Check: 8+] | ||
+ | |||
+ | Saving Throws | ||
+ | Hardiness: 13+ | ||
+ | Evasion: 13+ | ||
+ | Spirit: 14+ | ||
+ | |||
+ | Combat | ||
+ | HP: 10 | ||
+ | AC: 2 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Base Attack Bonus: +1 | ||
+ | Melee Attack Bonus: +3 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Resources | ||
+ | Effort: 2 | ||
+ | Influence: 2 | ||
+ | Dominion: 0 | ||
+ | Wealth: 0 | ||
+ | Experience: 0 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Words | ||
+ | Artifice | ||
+ | Earth | ||
+ | Endurance | ||
+ | |||
+ | Gifts | ||
+ | Artifice | ||
+ | Perpetually Perfect [Greater] | ||
+ | Ten Thousand Tools [Lesser] | ||
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+ | Earth | ||
+ | Builder of Mountain Peaks [Greater] | ||
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+ | Endurance | ||
+ | Body of Iron Will [Lesser] | ||
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+ | Equipment | ||
+ | Hammer (Heavy – 1d10 damage) | ||
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+ | '''Tarrlak Varr (CowboyEnergy) (Alacrity, Health, Sword):''' The mountain stands. And so do we. | ||
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+ | Name: Tarrlak Vaar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Attributes: | ||
+ | Strength: 16 (+2) (Check: 5) | ||
+ | Dexterity: 16 (+2) (Check: 5) | ||
+ | Wisdom: 13 (+1) (Check: 8) | ||
+ | Constitution: 16 (+2) (Check: 5) | ||
+ | Charisma: 10 (+0) (Check: 11) | ||
+ | Intelligence: 8 (-1) (Check: 13) | ||
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+ | Facts: | ||
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+ | -Was a Martial Arts Teacher even before he became Godbound, and still is. | ||
+ | -Created his own styles from observing nature in motion, such as the Lesser Strife of Broken Earth from the mountains themselves | ||
+ | -He comes from the Mountain City-State of Tolundria, | ||
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+ | Words: | ||
+ | Sword, Alacrity, Health | ||
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+ | Sword: Treats all melee attacks as magical, can never be disarmed, and can summon any weapon used before to their hand. | ||
+ | Alacrity: Dex to 16, Never surprised, | ||
+ | Health: Invincible defense against disease and poisons, can diagnose in an instant, Con to 16. | ||
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+ | Gifts: Flickering Advance (Alacrity) | ||
+ | Steel Without End (Sword) | ||
+ | Nine Iron Walls (Sword) | ||
+ | Shattering Hand (Sword, Greater) | ||
+ | Intrinsic Health (Health) | ||
+ | Lesser Strife of Broken Earth | ||
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+ | Saving Throws: Hardiness: 13 | ||
+ | Evasion: 13 | ||
+ | Spirit: 14 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Health: 12 | ||
+ | Effort: 2 | ||
+ | Wealth: 0 | ||
+ | Influence: 2 | ||
+ | Dominion: 0 | ||
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− | + | Weapon: Fists | |
+ | Armour: Incredible martial arts skill | ||
− | + | Description: Tarrlak Vaar looks like a dark brown-skinned man in his 50s, complete with a full black beard with streaks of gray in it, going with his long, equally graying hair and carefully styled mustaches. | |
+ | His dark eyes twinkle with jovial good humour as he overlooks his student's training in his dojo in Tolundria, The School of the Avalanche Fist, where the greatest fighters in the world are made (according to him, of course). | ||
− | + | Even though he is in his fifties, he moves, breathes and...well, does everything with the ease of a man in the prime of his life. Even before he was bound to the word of Health, he was known for barely ever getting sick, of training well into the night, | |
+ | and of going out on long excursions deep into the wilderness with barely any supplies. Similarily, Tarrlack was a master of unarmed combat before he was bound to the Sword and Alacrity, but now his skills have gone deep into the uncanny. He casually parries the sword-swings of entire | ||
+ | mobs of enemy soldiers, and disarms bow-men before they can even draw their strings back. Despite this, Tarrlack refuses to attack except out of defense of himself or of another, believing that unchecked aggression opens one's soul up to the corrupting influences that brought down the devil-kings and so many other strange beings. | ||
− | + | == Factions == | |
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'''Gath (EnigmaticOne) | '''Gath (EnigmaticOne) | ||
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This is Tolundria, stranger. For your sake, may you come in peace. | This is Tolundria, stranger. For your sake, may you come in peace. | ||
− | '''The | + | '''The Tomb Lords and the Clans (Marikir)''' |
(Power 2, Cohesion 2, Action Die 1d8, XP 0, Dominion 2) | (Power 2, Cohesion 2, Action Die 1d8, XP 0, Dominion 2) | ||
+ | FACTION: The Tribes and the Tomb Lords | ||
They only called themselves the Tribes. A loose collection of families, led by a council of wisemen, the Tribes were once a migratory society. They moved from area to area, seeking food, shelter, and other necessities. But, tales told at night around the campfires spoke of the Menace; the event or thing that had driven them out decades before. They did not follow a set path through the land, no. For if they did, the Menace would find them. No, they were the Tribes and to survive, they moved ever onward. Always moving onward. | They only called themselves the Tribes. A loose collection of families, led by a council of wisemen, the Tribes were once a migratory society. They moved from area to area, seeking food, shelter, and other necessities. But, tales told at night around the campfires spoke of the Menace; the event or thing that had driven them out decades before. They did not follow a set path through the land, no. For if they did, the Menace would find them. No, they were the Tribes and to survive, they moved ever onward. Always moving onward. | ||
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In matters of religion they are led by priestesses and shamans who attempt to serve as intercessors between the people and anything viewed as supernatural. Until very recently, sacrifices of the high priestess was common. | In matters of religion they are led by priestesses and shamans who attempt to serve as intercessors between the people and anything viewed as supernatural. Until very recently, sacrifices of the high priestess was common. | ||
− | + | '''Ashada, City of the Bitumen Kings | |
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− | '''Ashada, City of the Bitumen Kings | ||
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(Power 2, | (Power 2, | ||
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The fractious oligarchs that jointly rule Ashada were no more than junior merchants, speculators, or less savory things before their rise, but their wealth has made them forget their station, and so they style themselves as Kings. There is little majestic about the trade in slaves bought as needed and sent to work the pits. They grow encrusted and befouled with the stuff, and they sicken and die within 18 moons, but that is the lot of slaves. And after all, it is only right that the pits be fed with those who work them, in payment to the bitumen-spirits for the extraction. | The fractious oligarchs that jointly rule Ashada were no more than junior merchants, speculators, or less savory things before their rise, but their wealth has made them forget their station, and so they style themselves as Kings. There is little majestic about the trade in slaves bought as needed and sent to work the pits. They grow encrusted and befouled with the stuff, and they sicken and die within 18 moons, but that is the lot of slaves. And after all, it is only right that the pits be fed with those who work them, in payment to the bitumen-spirits for the extraction. | ||
− | So, while Ashada is black and ugly and reeks of the underworld, within its asphalt walls are many beautiful things come to satisfy the urges and pleasures of the Kings. | + | So, while Ashada is black and ugly and reeks of the underworld, within its asphalt walls are many beautiful things come to satisfy the urges and pleasures of the Kings. |
− | + | '''The Locust Tribes | |
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− | '''The Locust Tribes | ||
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(Power 2, | (Power 2, | ||
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The Tribes' raids are spearheaded by the cult’s most fanatical marauders. Giving themselves the ancient epithet of “thri-kreen,” or “hunger swarm,” these braves intoxicate themselves on blue mantis flesh and scorpion venom before launching their cannibalistic atrocities. | The Tribes' raids are spearheaded by the cult’s most fanatical marauders. Giving themselves the ancient epithet of “thri-kreen,” or “hunger swarm,” these braves intoxicate themselves on blue mantis flesh and scorpion venom before launching their cannibalistic atrocities. | ||
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== NPCs of Note == | == NPCs of Note == | ||
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'''Ogres''' | '''Ogres''' | ||
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''Lesser Lingams (especially favored Spawn):'' AD&D ropers massaged to work for ''Godbound''. | ''Lesser Lingams (especially favored Spawn):'' AD&D ropers massaged to work for ''Godbound''. | ||
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== Astrology and Celestial Bodies == | == Astrology and Celestial Bodies == | ||
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'''Of the Moon''' | '''Of the Moon''' | ||
− | The Moon is vain and overfond of raiment, trying on and casting off dress and jewels and pigments in this manner: Purple, Blue, Bronze, | + | The Moon is vain and overfond of raiment, trying on and casting off dress and jewels and pigments in this manner: Coral, Yellow, Purple, Blue, Bronze, White, Silver, Scarlet, Green, Indigo, Copper, Gold. |
'''Of the Eclipse''' | '''Of the Eclipse''' | ||
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Some doubt these tales, but who would gainsay the Wise? | Some doubt these tales, but who would gainsay the Wise? | ||
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