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Could a D&D setting work with a monotheistic faith? (There is only one God.)
Well....technically? I mean that would shaft players a bit, but if everyone was willing and knew going in you could make it work. It would be boring though I think.
>>46835886
Absolutely. Preferably, several.
Definitely. Look at the Fall from Heaven setting. The "gods" are merely the angels of the one god who created them.
Thinking back to the chain of events that lead you to this moment is hard.
You closed your eyes some moments ago and haven't opened them since.
Each time you take a deep breath you can feel the armor around your chest expanding.
It's really comforting, having a proper body once more.
But what makes it even better is all the power that you can feel coursing through your body with every small motion.
The feeling is like reaching a summit after a long and hard climb, one of triumph and great relief.
As you entwine your fingers and give them a good...
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"It's not that asshole!
Changing so fast could be dangerous!
And just look at Pesci, he is worried sick!"
She quickly shuts you down before you could continue.
"Is that so Pesci?"
"Well Boss...
You haven't seen what I did.
It looked like you became a complete maniac for a moment!
Maybe, just maybe that is not a health thing to do!"
You sigh after taking a deep breath.
He can be a bit annoying sometimes.
It seems he'll have to be educated.
"Okay then.
Take a few steps...
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>>46833803
>>Finish the fight before it truly begins.
Rolled 5, 1, 10 = 16 (3d10)
>>46833803
>>Finish the fight before it truly begins.
>resources
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Greenskinz faq'ed you edition
Warmachine and crew, finally.
>>46820445
If that's the Fist of Gork, then where is the Fist of Mork?
>>46820499
'Ez so kunnin' e'z invisible.
>>46820445
Wait, is that Meganob literally chained to his mount?
>What is Exalted?
An epic high-flying role-playing game about reborn god-heroes in a world that turned on them.
Start here: http://theonyxpath.com/category/worlds/exalted/
>That sounds cool, how can I get into it?
Read the 3e core book (link below). For mechanics of the old edition, play this tutorial: http://jyenicolson.net/exalted/. It'll get you familiar with most of the mechanics.
>Gosh that was fun. How do I find a group?
Roll20 and the Game Finder General...
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>>46816341
>Core is finally out, what game ideas do you have?
I've actually been in a game for several months, but if I were to run one it would be Sinbad-meets-Elric in the Dreaming Sea.
From last thread:
>Disappointing. I just checked Volcano Cutter and it looks like the average person doesn't get to use its evocations for 5+ turns.
>>46816341
>>Character Sheet with Formulas and Autofill
>https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1pfjmZKzcUqAX9mB58IAEUIFkZr8rq4CvdRRM4kzwwgU/edit?usp=sharing
Greatest thing since
round bread
A lot of people always say that D&D is shit and that there are much better alternatives out there.
And after playing it a couple of times it's really hard to disagree that it's a shit system.
But what are those much better alternatives for generic heroic fantasy? And I don't really give a shit about class balance or caster supremacy, I want a system that don't feel like a video game or a minis game that pretends to be RPG.
*Fantasy Craft*,Dungeon World, 13th Age, GURPS Dungeon Fantasy.
>>46810713
Reign, Warhammer fantasy, riddle of Steel, burning wheel, mouse guard.
Savage Worlds is good if you want game to feel less ruley/gamey and more narrative. It's also extremely simple system that's easy to learn.
GURPS would be good choice if you want something less heroic and more "realistic" because it's simulation type of a system.
>A little girl dressed in red hires the players to escort her into the woods into her grandmother's house.
>Seems like some wolf like creature is living in these woods and wants a piece of the girl
What's the twist?
>>46801684
>Who was phone?
>She was dead the whole time.
>It was the present all along.
>You were dead the whole time.
>The wolf is her father.
>It was all a dream.
>Soylent Green is wolves.
>The wolf killed Dumbledore.
>It was purgatory...
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>>46801684
Wolf creature is a benandanti. Girl is actualy the spirit of a powerful demon lord attempting to reinhabit it's body, which is disguised as a nearby crone.
Players are in hell.
>>46801684
The wolf is the grandmother, afflicted by lycanthropy. The curse has twisted her mind, and now she associates everything she once loved with hunger and rage.
Welcome one, and I welcome you all to the tale of a world called Thespia.
Here is the odyssey of one that clings to this world with no face of their own! In a place where magic is fundamental to all of creation, from the ancient origins of Leviathan seas and behemoth lands, zephyr winds, and phoenix fires. All things in this world has a life and voice. Yet they are only heard by those that listen.
The Faceless, a being of eldritch origins, arose from the bottom of a well. Many a folk tale in Thespia says that only two things reside at the bottoms of wells, "Evil...
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>>46843779
The wash of waves slam against the supports of the pier in the distance, the hustle and bustle of the city of Cleptess carries on. Sailor and merchant's wives go down to market to purchase fresh fish and vegetables for an evening dinner when their husbands return home. Pickpockets and Cutpurses roam between the stalls with hoods to hide their sinister Drezhar features. Their finds likely going down to the city beneath the city, Septic, where strange and unusual things are like to occur.
Sol shines down, giving everyone a brilliant day, yet a scummy overcast sheds the city in an almost befouled light as corruption and greed run all the way down to the Cleptess's roots.
As your party wandered the streets upon the back of the Dire Wolf, a man looking for your noble entourage took notice and followed after as you made your way into a tavern. The waxed sign would still bear the crust of old salt locked deep within the wood, but the text would remain clear, “The Merry Sailor's Widow.”
With a smile, you took a lone man striding for the tavern aside. A regular drunk with no doubt out to start his drinking a touch early in the day. Slipping a few topaz gems and a word that they truly must be old friends, the aspiring drunk slapped this stranger upon the back and hung an arm over his shoulder as they strode inside.
Taking up a table separated by only one other from the targets he would spy on, he relaxed into his seat and called for a round for old friends. Now and then, he'd peer his green eyes over at the Redheaded Namour, White-haired Makoh, and Bookish Stella “lad” with glasses that only one of high esteem could afford in such good condition.
>>46843810
With her posture tensing he guesses well that the Makoh must have noticed him. Those zealous fighters are typically keen about their surroundings after all.. A short time later as he's joking with his “Friend,” the redhead meets his eyes with illustrious silver ones of her own. His heart stops for a moment as his eyes widen in a moment of surprise. Those eyes...
>https://youtu.be/DEeAN471boQ?t=12m19s
>...
You stiffen as you make eye contact with the man from afar. Though he wears a cowl and carries himself happily despite the less than luxurious setting, the diamonds in his green eyes are unmistakable as a Hylon. Yet, what would a Hylon be doing here? And why would they follow? Your eyes shift to Victoria as she tries to drink her beverage, face going red and lips trembling from the foul taste.
Reaching out, you touch the mug and lower it from her lips with a caring grin, “Woah there, you don't need to be so eager. We can order you squeezed juice instead.”
Victoria's cheeks go red.
Odette chuckles stiffly, the stranger's presence still perturbing her, “She insisted on having what we're having.”
“I don't understand why anyone drinks this foul beverage. I'd associate the words rancid from that experience. Is this what fermented tends to mean? They truly allow this to stew in barrels for months on end? Have they no clue how awful this is? Here I was upset that father never allowed me wine at the table...” Victoria carries on rambling while you look into Odette's eyes.
“Lead him to an isolated area?” She asks.
“We could confront him. He saw me look at him though.”
“Could incite a barfight and slip away in the chaos.”
“Fun, though we could also approach him directly... Or I could ask him to dance?” You smile innocently, showing your bright teeth.
>>46843828
>[Leave the tavern and lead the man to an alley for ambush.]
>[Incite a barfight and slip away in the chaos.]
>[Ask the bard to play a song and get everyone dancing, greet the man as a partner.]
>[Confront the man directly.]
>[Do nothing...]
>[Write in.]
Twitter: @BeleagueredQM
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You are Prince Meirion auk Gwyrren, the only sane man in a royal family with dubious concepts of strategy, justice, taxation, and governance in general. You have made it your goal in life to keep your family on the throne and your head firmly attached to your body.
The day is off to a good start. You're sitting on your balcony along with Olwen and Reagan, who's still...
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>>46842534
"Is it really such a problem?" Reagan asks.
"Legally, only the nobles are allowed to own land and resources, and to control the production quotas of the various guilds," you explain. "In practice, there's more flexibility. Some nobles prefer a hands-off approach, while others like to become heavily involved. It's not usually a problem, but it can affect regional economies, and there's always a certain element of uncertainty involved since the nobles can seize and redistribute assets whenever they want."
"This time, it looks like the Coleran merchants have allied themselves with House Haearnty," Myrddin says. "Haearnty lost its lands, its wealth, and its seal of nobility several years ago when Prince Aled swindled them into bankruptcy to acquire some of their farmland which was suitable for growing alchemical reagents."
In other words, they're unlikely to have a positive impression of the royal family. A noble house can still recover after losing its land and its wealth, but the loss of a seal of nobility is catastrophic. Without its seal, mercantile enterprises are the only way for House Haearnty to make some kind of recovery, but even then, they'll always be dependent on another noble house.
>"Ignore them. There's no need to get myself wrapped up in this."
>[Sovereign/1d10] "See to it they have a meeting with the king. He can take care of this."
>[Sovereign/1d8] "I need to handle this personally. Invite their representatives to my offices."
>[Sovereign/1d12] "I'd like to show them some good will. I'll meet them at a venue of their choice."
Rolled 4 (1d12)
>>46842546
>"I'd like to show them some good will. I'll meet them at a venue of their choice."
>>46842546
>>[Sovereign/1d8] "I need to handle this personally. Invite their representatives to my offices."
We can handle this
Hey guys, let me know when you are here
>>46836429
Miellewds-guy here.
Waiting for showing Tanis why Eldric is her master and improving her Loyalty.
Here
>>46836429
here
The scent of blood and snowfall always takes you back there, to the child you once were and never would be again.
You’ve never been sure how long you’ve been out there, trying to scrape a living from the back alleys and the gutter of the capital. Time is a concept that only makes itself present with the coming of night and the changing of the seasons. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve had to hide to avoid the nastier gangs, but you can still remember five different instances of stealing rags from clotheslines to avoid freezing to death.
Not that...
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>>46825219
>Crude magic catalyst
>>46825219
>>Broken dagger
Sup Kaz?
>>46825219
>Broken dagger
It is the year 579 on New Earth, the sixth century of civilization’s struggle in this unforgiving mix of wasteland and wilderness nears its end. That is not to say that the many threats of New Earth are subsiding. In fact, these threats are growing. The Order, a failing world government that has become a slave to its own bureaucracy, has instituted the Hunter Program: A government managed group of specialist soldiers to counter threats considered too dangerous for the ill equipt First Army.
Hunters are divided among Guilds, with each guild utilizing its own methodology...
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Prior to AI use, a working class composed almost entirely of androids was in effect. Cold and calculating, androids fail to produce a wide range of emotions. While they may feature some level of personality, androids are highly task based, and will almost always take the shortest and most logical route to success. Androids rarely develop relationships, and a good number of them have been discontinued. Those in effect are often highly modified, and either used as personal bodyguards or recruited as hunters.
Humans no longer stand alone as a single organic race on New Earth...
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The bureaucracy of The Order is its greatest weakness. A government so built around the approval process that little is done to forward the world. Within it, however, sits a sort of capitalist technocracy run by corporations who produce the various goods and weapons of this futuristic world. The leading company is UpLink, the inventors of the null-core. This company holds nearly total control of the technoscape, the world brought about by the use of null-cores.
This leaves us to ask about you and your decision to become a hunter. Before we begin, please answer the following...
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Rolled 4, 1, 3, 1, 6 = 15 (5d6)
>>46825081
-Male
-Human
-Medic
-Medicus
I still like to play as a tank medic.
100 humans, 100 elves, and 100 orcs, all of them irate, are thrown into a very large room by a mysterious and unknowable force (and the door disappeared Sims style for some reason).
Who wins?
The half-breeds.
>>46818688
You didn't specify any equipment, Orcs bulldoze through everyone else with little issue.
>>46818688
if the room is large enough elves win
if it's small enough orcs win
I'm not sure what kind of equipment humans would get so who knows about them
Welcome to Banished Quest!
You take the role of a young mage labeled a criminal by his people and cast out into the wider world. In the last thread you rolled up on that nigga Cthulhu and popped a cap in his ass.
It is currently the 30th of Svarthi, in the year 936 NH.
Character Sheet:
http://pastebin.com/8wLGz3HQ
Inventory:
http://pastebin.com/9mxDQn7N
Companions:
http://pastebin.com/tWc3Zjje
Spellbook:
http://pastebin.com/Tu1sVEnQ
Runic Library:
http://pastebin.com/7zQt9XLy
Current Missions:
http://pastebin.com/rzD5PPsU
Dice:
http://pastebin.com/nhswziq6
Magic:
http://pastebin.com/aYPzn0aU
http://pastebin.com/2iHKTQTS...
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Your son is going to be okay, and this thought fills you with immense relief. Then you recall that someone hurt your son, and your hands start to shake. The anger builds as you push yourself to your feet and you're filled with a manic sort of energy. This world is going to burn, and you're going to be the one that sets it alight. The spirit, its disciples, its minions, its servants; you'll see every last one of them turned to ash and forgotten before you forgive the harm they've caused.
Casting about the swamp you find yourself in, you focus in on...
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