Thursday, April 7, 2022

Secret Jackalope 2022 - Heavenly Mutations

     For Secret Jackalope 2022, I got the following prompt:

Mutation table for exposure to heavenly radiations

    Hopefully this little post is enough to fuel your imagination.

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The Sun shines a bit too brightly…

1d6 Heavenly Mutations
  1. A glowing third eye grows in your forehead. Perk: When opened as an action, it casts light as a torch and may perceive spells and magical creatures within 100’. Drawback: When the eye is opened, creatures that can perceive magic can sense the eye if they are within 100’.
  2. A blade of celestial steel grows out of one of your arms. Perk: You now have an unbreakable longsword-arm that deals extra damage to demons. Drawback: You lose one of your hands, which means you can carry less stuff.
  3. Your blood becomes blessed. Perk: Any living creature that drinks your blood regains health equivalent to a healing potion. Drawback: Obviously, in order to access this blood, you must take damage.
  4. Wings of light sprout from your back. Perk: The wings constantly cast light as a torch and let you fly 60’ per action. Drawback: Take 1 Exhaustion whenever you fly as an action.
  5. Your head is transfigured into a lion’s head. Perk: Enemies have Disadvantage on Morale checks when facing you. Drawback: You have Disadvantage when rolling for an NPC’s Reaction.
  6. Blood-etched scripture dances on your tongue. Perk: You can speak to all celestials and be regarded with some respect by them. Drawback: Blood flows from your mouth when you speak the language of the heavens; you take 1 damage for each sentence you speak in the celestial tongue.

Saturday, April 2, 2022

Simplicity

JamesBousema

    For Vayra's one-room dungeon challenge. Greatly inspired by Minimalism.

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   So, you pissed off a wizard.

    The room you're in is rapidly filling with water thanks to a dragon-shaped waterspout. Three goblins are swimming over to you, hungry and clutching rusty knives. Panicking, you take out your chainsaw, praying that your god of peace will forgive you. In the other corner, you see your sorcerer beating the shit out of another goblin with the thief's dead body.

The Players
  • The Cleric. Adherent of a god of peace. Currently wielding a chainsaw named THERE IS ONLY ENDLESS WAR AND BLOODSHED. Maybe not a pacifist anymore?
  • The Thief. Woops, they're already dead.
  • The Sorcerer. Naked. Trying to club a goblin to death with the thief's arm. The only spell they have left is Fireball.
  • The Berserker. Currently on a high-up floating platform trying to figure out how to stop the rising water using a complicated runic computer. They have to hurry too, because that damn beholder is coming. Too bad they can't read.
  • The Fighter. At the top of the room. Somehow wielding a greatsword in each hand. Fighting a blind beholder and trying not to die.
The Beholder
    Blind. Old. Really pissed.

The Wizard
    Observing through a floating orb. Cackling.