Tonight and I have created a zine that is a few weeks overdue, but tonight I present to you Andrasa’s Seal. As always this adventure can be used system agnostic but focuses on D&D so please feel free to adjust to what ever system and the creatures you are using in your adventure! However as always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for the creatures found in this adventure.
So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure & the final adventure of the ‘normal year’ as I move(d) onto Dice-ember shortly (Starting here), Andrasa’s Seal.
The Final push to save their realm from the full power of a Devil, the forgotten duke of Hell from ages past. The party has to rush through a collapsing dimension as time and the sand under their feet literally drift away like sand in an hourglass.
But there is more to this dimension and a final piece of the puzzle that Andrasa has formed where only a band of heroes can provide the missing ingredient to the final sealing ritual – time.
Will the party be able to stop the duke of hell or will they, like so many others, perish and turn to dust.
Thanks for joining me today for the last Zine on the year. As always I put a bit more content into the zine itself than could be captured in the daily updates so make sure to grab a copy of the PDF.
Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. I hope you don’t miss a thing so come back daily in the coming week and year. This is so you can experience the creation of the next adventure as it evolves and shapes out. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Good evening all and welcome to a short Eighth day of adventuring for my party. While I will endeavour to not give away the campaign, adventure or plot moving forward (in case my party read these updates) I will attempt to write up each adventure this year continuing with my 2023 campaign adventure 8.
This is a continuation from 2023 Campaign adventure 7 as the party continues on their first mission as members of the investigation of the strange creatures in these lands.
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Plot:
Suncrest continued
The party continued to search through local area and particularly the farmstead as both Henry and ‘Lucky’ Barry could remember that there were additional treasures stored within. After some time and a joint effort, with the threat of imminent attacks from a hostile bandit force over, they discovered a hidden cellar with a chest within. Inside they found 20 gold pieces, a 6inch onyx statue of a deva and two smaller caved statues in marble and granite. (see Ruined Farmhouse – Created in Inkarnate for rest of map)
Deciding that they needed to rest they set up a grisly warning; the bandit captains head on spike, and set up a camp away from the bodies for the evening to recover and prepare for the journey tomorrow. The bandits that remained, Henrey and ‘Lucky’ Barry, decided that the grisly sight of their old bosses head on a spike wasn’t what they wanted to sleep near and set up camp within shouting distance of the party. However, they should have disposed of the bodies first.
Goodbye Henrey and ‘Lucky’ Barry.
Organising a watch order they prepared for the night. Tater took first watch and luckily despite his fatigue from the fight he was able to complete his watch without falling asleep without any issues. Tater then woke Kai and, with some prompting, and went to get some rest himself. Kai focused on his blade, Frost thorn, for some time and during this time he became aware of the sounds of the nocturnal predators that were closing in on the camps. Kai first heard the howling which was coming from the core of Suncrest. Soon Henrey and Barry had joined him and Kai decided to wake everyone except Tater, letting him rest with a cast of sanctuary over the sleeping Dwarf.
Soon the creatures revealed themselves, large canid-like creatures with enlarged lower jaws that suggested an incredible bite force. These creatures prowled around the party at the edge of the camp-fire light and despite Kais attempt to disperse some light to expand the viewing range of the humans in the party they realised they were in danger. Attempting to scare the creatures with torches one of the bandits, Barry, got to close and was pounced on by one of the creatures – its massive, powerful jaws nearly shearing his leg clean off.
Then it was joined by a second who in its bloodlust narrowly missed Barry. Soon the party engaged attempting to keep the creatures at bay while not fully committing to the fight. That was until the giant creature, a Large Hyenadon, attacked Henrey who was left stranded alone. Soon the Henrey was fleeing to the safety of the party only to be chased down and bitten clean in half by the jaws of the massive beast.
Barry fled, Tater cleaned up one smaller Hyendadon while working with Groku and Kai he separated legs from body on the other. With a powerful lunge and bite the now blinded (thanks to Armaeth) Giant Hyenadon had seized Taters thigh in his mouth and with a single bite had nearly silenced the warriors cries – but not before Tater had mortally wounded the creature with a strike that was empowered by the strength of his fathers forge.
With a running leap Kai felled the beast and ended its rampage but not before Barry had fled in fear and the scent of despair was heavy in the area. They decided to bury Henrey – someone they had promised to take away from his life of banditry and they burnt the remaining bodies in the field to try and dissuade the other predators on the road from tempting fate. This encounter was a stark reminder of how dangerous the roads in this land were and that no where is truly safe.
The Road out of Suncrest – to Fustmach!
The party then left Suncrest and the Farmstead two mouths fewer to feed and with a dampened mood. The snow had rolled in during the night and had thickened during the course of the day of travel. As they climbed the steep road towards Fustmach, and their mission, the wind carried a thicker blanket of snow that turned the upwards road to mush and prevented them from reaching the town by nightfall. But as lady Tymora, goddess of luck smiled upon them a second option appeared. Taking refuge from the storm in the town of Snowtown, down the road at the base of the mountains where the natural landscape created a barrier from hostile creatures and the Goliath huntsmen in the woods dealt with the rest.
Entering Snowtown at dusk the party noticed that a curious number of snowmen were around town. Each the size of a small human, perhaps a dwarf’s height and so numerous you’d swear that the city was filled with them. The party also noticed that all the doors were shut and windows had their shutters closed firmly with evidence of light beyond the meagre barricade. As they found their way to the inn, and a courtyard, Groku rushed to put the animals away in a stables as the innkeeper took a mighty long time trying to unstuck a broken latch on the door. However the party had bigger things to worry about than stuck latches as the snowmen attacked.
Suddenly and with a sickening jerky reaction the snowmen attacked the party after some of them had appeared nearby. Not able to tell the difference between the animated snowmen and the normal ones the party were left guessing until the creatures attacked. With a few bludgeoning blows taken Kai and Groku began to look worse for wear before Tater gave the innkeeper, and someone assisting him, a helping hand-err-axe which sheared the broken bolt. Rushing inside they barricaded the door and watched for signs of more of the snow creatures.
Closure
The innkeeper, and a few members of the town within, explained that they had been seeing these creatures appear during the night over the past few weeks, which felt like days according to some. At first they were worried to venture outdoors at all but they realised that they only appeared at night and disappeared when the sun rose. They also explained that the creatures never entered or attacked their houses or buildings and that there had been only a few casualties of the elderly or frail who were too slow to make it indoors after dusk.
After pledging to help the town the party brokered a room and got their first good night sleep in three nights, however the snowmen of snowtown watched, waited and gathered outside the inn only to disappear without a trace by the first morning light.
With the only leads being an old witches hut on the outskirts of the town and the lateness of the Goliath tribe’s visit from the north the party wondered what the next few days would bring.
Main NPCs:
Armaeth
Groku
Thanks for joining me tonight for a hybrid of the continuation of my campaign as well as the seasonal adventure for my group! (last years Dice-ember one-shot). Don’t forget to come back again for the last day of the year, tomorrow, and for continuing on this campaign with me. Don’t forget to celebrate and reflect on this past year and to look forward, make plans and commit to adventure in the next. And, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Last night we looked at Forescythe and the trouble that they had, one of the rumours that was floating around was a large giant in the forest. Well that rumour wasn’t exactly untrue and its something the party, being low level for this adventure, would probably do best to steer clear of.
Blake stumbled out of the inn after being told he should stop drinking five drinks ago. As he look to his house on the edge of the clearing he waved back to his drinking buddies, all of who could hold their ale and were returning back to the tables. Walking towards his house he walked to the front door hearing his cat, Jasper, somewhere on the other side of the door.
“Likely getting into the cheese again” he said to himself as he opened the door and walked in. Jasper had other plans and bolted out the door and ran towards the forest. Swearing as he tumbled over he watched the cat stop at the edge of the tree line. Standing up he began to give chase to the feline as it taunted him at the edge of the forest. Walking slowly at first the cat rolled on the ground encouraging Blake to pat it, but as soon as he bent down it scrambled further into the forest. Blake followed uttering more choice words but it repeated time and time again.
The woods weren’t unfamiliar to Blake as he was a hunter for the village of Forescythe and knew the woods well but he found himself stopping next to Jasper who had stopped and stared up into the trees. The hairs on his arms and neck began to rise and Blake started to sober up really quickly as an unfamiliar sensation crept over him. Fear.
The calls of the night animals had stopped and a slow rhythmic thumping could be heard, something that shook the soil beneath the grass and leaves underfoot. As the moon shone down amongst and between the trees a large, dark silhouette moved from behind a tree and it took Blake a moment to notice it. The figure was easily thirty feet tall, tall enough to grab onto tree branches and snap them off as it lumbered past them. Then Jasper meowed and the creature stopped.
A giant head turned towards Blake and it stared at him and the ginger and white cat at his feet. Within seconds Jasper had run back the way he had come, towards home and Blake was scampering behind him, hoping the trees would give him cover and block his retreat from the creature. He didn’t remember making it home and falling through the open door nor climbing into his bed after snuffing the candles. But he does remember hearing a blood chilling roar that came from the forest, one that kept him awake all night.
Thanks for stopping by tonight. A stat block it is not, but not all encounters need one. By describing how the environment reacts around something, or the feelings that wash over the party you sometimes don’t need stat-blocks. Now stay tuned for this weekend as new years eve is just around the corner and it brings with it, the end of the year. A time for reflection and planning and hopefully some tabletop gaming! So don’t forget to stay tuned in and if you don’t – don’t forget that next year is just around the corner with another 52 brand new adventures. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Welcome to another night where I am wrapping up the end of the year and tonight I am presenting the village of Forescythe, a sleepy little farming town that has had some bad luck of late. Inspirited by one of the one shots I put my “One-shot adventure crew” through adventure had a bit of it all – but tonight I am only providing you the map to use as you see fit.
The running river that comes from the mountains to the north of Forescythe provides nearly everything the village needs to keep producing crops. The forest itself is rich in good quality timber but they only use what they need to and have plenty of land to the south for their farms. The mountains do however hold several caves that were cleared out a few decades back from a rather unfriendly family of ogors that used to cause havoc for the townsfolk but there has been peace for years. Until recently.
Rumours fly about the superstitious farmers about what is causing their live stock, tools and supplies to go missing. A group of bandits is rumoured to plague the forest and those that travel through. The rival village of Wickswitch, about half a days travel on the other side of the mountains, is also thought to be behind the misfortune. Even reports of a giant that has been seen crashing through the trees during the night of the full moon. All of these requests have been escalated to the guilds, mercenaries and inns in hope of attracting a group to investigate and finally a put an end to their bad luck.
An example of the “all roads lead to Rome” approach where all the stories are related but not quite the truth. But this adventure is a fun one with even a deeper mystery to uncover that, hopefully, will leave the party wanting to come back later. It also teaches them that sometimes combat and brute force isn’t the best option, sometimes a hasty retreat is best. But more on that another time. Don’t forget to come back the last few nights of the year and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Welcome to a bit of a filler tonight but with good intention as I look at the previous fifty-two weeks of content and try to imagine what happens on the road for the parties in the next year. The theme of this blog has changed from a bombardment of options for Plots, NPCs, Hooks, Locations and Encounters which was shortlisted into a single adventure to be crafted on the weekend. This then evolved to a single campaign that was driven over the space of a year with, quite overly detailed write-ups and to what it is now.
Every week brings an adventure and one-shots seem to be the calling that I have settled on. But I believe that all my one-shots can be weaved into a campaign by using your own NPCs and by modifying the Plot, Hooks, Locations and even Encounters to really tailor it to your own. However, a few of my One-shots don’t even need that and they can be used right out of the Zine and into your campaigns.
Now to get the one-shots to this format I have to keep it simple and provide guiding but not defining moments and encounters. This gives the DM/GM more control over how they integrate it for their party but makes it less accessible for new hosts of the game to pick up one of my Zines and use it as their first adventure. This is something I wish to remedy in the new year but it may take me some time to work out how – as to write a Zine each week is quite time intensive (between 10 to 14 hours depending on the content). Where the daily update is shorter there is normally more fleshing out that happens in the Zine – and sometimes even well fleshed out Daily updates get a boost in content in the Zine as well!
But enough on my rambling. Tonight I wanted to look at some quick hooks that can be interjected into any campaign to throw the party into a memorable one shot.
What Happens on the Road
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The invasion
What I will dub the “invasion” secondary hook or twist for this blog post is becoming more popular these days. Simply put it is the party coming into contact with a hostile force at the right time and right place.
The party had been traveling along the road at the south of the kingdom along a road that was seldom used. This road would see them leave the dense forest at the guarded checkpoint into the neighbouring kingdom where they had to deliver a sealed letter. The checkpoint was one of two regulated crossing points where the residents of the two kingdoms could cross over legally and safely. The wilderness between the two kingdoms was rumoured to be the territory of a particularly foul and territorial black dragon. However, luckily, it was extremely lazy and rarely left the large swamp that lay between the two kingdoms.
This created a natural barrier to people who wanted to cross over which the kingdoms seemed happy about as there were taxes in crossing into the neighbouring lands. The road they were on skirted the known edge of the dragons territory and had been used for decades as a way to and from the checkpoints and into the various parts of the kingdom.
The party pushed on their horses keeping a fast pace and making good time but the party were beginning to become increasingly alert and cautious. The horses were anxious and it had been some time since they had last seen wildlife that normally filled these woods. Thinking back it had been days since they had seen any sign of game and even the birds and smaller creatures were decreasing in sightings at a quick pace. Suddenly the party stopped, their forward scout signalling that something had been found. Alert and cautious the party moved up to reveal that around the bend and in a small gully a small tent-city had been created.
Dozens of men; hundreds even, could be seen moving between the tents and slowly packing supplies into bags as they mustered around a large central pavilion. Each of the men and women, humans and other races bore the colours of the kingdom they were heading towards and they were each dressed for combat. With a sinking feeling the party realised that they had stumbled upon what appeared to be either the forward advance or the rear guard of the kingdoms royal army. As they watched on the ground shook as a large adult black dragon pulled itself through the trees, its horns tearing bushes from the grounds and shredding branches on the trees.
A sturdy looking dragonborn with black scales strode forward and bowed to the dragon. “Everything is going as planned. With our forces invading the forest and moving up soon we will be out of your way as promised Garvelorgn.” the dragonborn said reverence.
“Good. And as soon as you are gone I can begin to expand my territory. Your sorcerer had correctly guessed that I was planning to take over these lands. Your promise of land and a new hunting ground is just consequential” the black dragon, Garvelorgn, said with a puff of green smoke from its nostrils. “Are you sure your force is big enough? I couldn’t help but notice that there wasn’t many amongst your ranks?” The dragon teased.
“The Black Talon is the strongest assault force in the continent. Despite our fewer number our strength comes from that idiot king and his pathetic nations lack of awareness of what happens in his own lands. Once he knows we are there it will be too late and he will be at our mercy” the dragon born said and several other warriors amongst the forest camp called out in support.
The Old friend
Now the old friend is a more situational one that is tailored to a “Find the source of the trouble and silence them”, or “Rob this wagon – it will be laden with gold” or “escort the prince, there is a rumour that there are people after him so be alert” type of mission. This is where the Party, or a member in the party, know the antagonist and have to come to grips with their old friend being the source of their work. But although it’s more sorted to these kinds of situations/quests it can work elsewhere.
The party checked the map in front of them making sure that they had the right address. Surely enough they were looking at the correct wagon that was parked in an alleyway with a draft horse harnessed to the front. Sneaking across the street they slowly approached the animal and the druid placed a hand upon its muzzle and the horse quickly went back to standing still.
Moving around the side of the wagon they found the door locked, but nothing their thief couldn’t handle. With a deft hand the lock was open and the door was slowly opening. Looking in the dark interior the bard called out a dancing mote of light to fill the interior. A few comfortable seats, curtains on the windows and a cushion one one of the two benches greeted them. Stepping into the wagon the bard and the thief began to look around. Having some advance intel that there was a hidden compartment that held what they were looking for they began searching for latches, buttons or nooks that would hold what they were searching for.
The warrior of the group kept a watch out as the druid, in the form of a tabby cat scouted around for an exit route. The warrior looked at the building they were next to. “Pinot and Stubbs” read the sign. She frowned as one of the names on the sign brought back memories from a lifetime ago.
Lost in her memories she heard too late as the door opened next to her and she turned too slowly to warn her allies within the wagon. “Arh!,” a woman’s voice shrieked as she saw the cloaked and armed figure in the alley. But the lantern in her hand did a fantastic job at revealing the warriors face. “Oh you scared me. What do you wan… Is that you Fiona? Fi?” the voice asked. “It can’t be you, surely. I haven’t seen you since we were both at the Orphanage. It’s me Pinot.” said the halfling in front of her.
A noise from the wagon drew the attention of the now smiling woman in front of her. “Wait.. Actually what are you doing here next to my shop, in the middle of the night next to my wagon?”
Either one of these two types of hooks could bring a added level of adventure to your session. Keeping the same theme you can quickly tie in a one-shot to something mundane, like travelling through a forest, or expand upon a easy snatch and grab – like stealing Pinots secreted chest. What ever the adventure is there are always avenues to include something different, a side quest, a tangent if you will. I add in more one-shots than I care to admit to doing but some of these feel much more rewarding and produce the biggest thrills for my party.
But that’s where we will have to end tonight. Don’t forget to come back for the rest of the days this week as we explore a bit more, learn a bit more and reflect on the last year. If you haven’t already don’t forget to check out my seasonal adventure, Mischief and Merrymaking, and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Tonight I bring to you an improved, new format One-shot adventure, The Whistling Rocks. This adventure has been covered before, some time ago now, but it still a favourite of mine when it comes to quick, easy One-shots that can fill a travelling gap for your party. If you want to have a look at the older format check out Whistling rocks in the Town of Starfall (quite a mouthful of a title).
This adventure can be used system agnostic but focuses on D&D so please feel free to adjust to what ever system and the creatures you are using in your adventure! However as always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for the creatures found in this adventure.
So I hope you enjoy this Dice-embers adventure: The Whistling Rocks. There week is different where all the content is within the Zine and nearly none of it was revealed in the prior week! So if you want to run this adventure you will need to download the pdf!
The Town of Starfall was a small farming town that was slowly growing to be something of a supply line hub between the southern and northern part of a growing empire. Conflict in the north had demanded more food to be produced and the town of Starfall was optimally placed to get the freshest food to the front lines.
A great agricultural surge had seen the creation of a dozen more farms and the clearing of hundreds of trees from the Deepwood forest.
However their expansion was frowned upon and something had gone amiss. A request for arms had been given to a travelling merchant who had connections a town or two over. That was 2 days ago and they were expecting the supplies any day now.
Mid-morning the following day a cart, the same one of the merchants they had requested aid from, came into town with not weapons but adventurers, our Party. Will they uncover the cause of the trouble? Smooth over tensions with a local Elven population or tip the balance of power to a shift of outright conflict with the tree loving people.
Thanks for visiting for a surprise Zine night! Don’t forget to come back for more content over the next few days, perhaps a few more surprise Zines’ or adventure posts. Looking back at the old way I used to structure my adventures, and the lower quality control I had back then, I like to think I have improved in what I produce now. But do let me know if you have any feedback as that is how we all grow and level up in our own ways.
And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Tonight I bring to you the Dice-ember One-shot adventure: Mischief and Merrymaking, for your entertainment and as the only gift I can give the readers of this blog. This adventure can be used system agnostic but focuses on D&D so please feel free to adjust to what ever system and the creatures you are using in your adventure! However as always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for the creatures found in this adventure.
So I hope you enjoy this Dice-embers adventure: Mischief and Merrymaking. There week is different where all the content is within the Zine and nearly none of it was revealed in the prior week! So if you want to run this adventure you will need to download the pdf!
Adventure: Mischief and Merrymaking
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Rimeglenn was a city that had been built at the edge of civilisation and typical to most frontier cities it had a rocky history with the neighbours. But with the establishment of the Rimeguard an era of safety and comfort had spread through the city. However even the warrior-guard that called the city home could not protect it during the colder months. When the cold winds blew down from the forest; home to the ancient elven tribes, the season of mischief began and the guard, its people and all that called the walled city home had to endure weeks of theft, pranks and practical jokes.
A large bounty had been placed on the culprits responsible for the chaos that the season brought and every year, for the past seven years the bounty had increased to a sum that would fund a small kingdom for, well at least a few months.
But the trouble that plagued the city was not well known as the city benefited from trade and visitors to the city. If they knew about the troubles that happened during the depths of winter then it could put the cities livelihood at risk.
Thanks for joining me this festive season for the yearly Dice-ember adventure! This marks the second Dice-ember Zine that has been created (the first being the Snowmen of Snowtown). Thank you for sticking with me as I have changed the format and continued on this personal project to post every day of the year.
With a few more days left in this year I want to wish you advantage on all skill checks and saving throws this season so that you can enjoy the time you have with your loved ones. A final Merry Chirstmas, happy holidays and best wishes and may you not forget to set aside some time for relaxation and merriment.
And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Welcome to the Twenty-fourth night of Dice-ember and tonight we have a look at not only the reason Daryn’edril and Beth’andra are driven to mischief but we also reveal a nearly forgotten stat-block. As we look back on the last twenty-four days, and as I am preparing the one-shot Zine, I marvel at just how much there is in a few weeks worth of content. But more on that later, let’s not waste any more time in understanding the mind of the fey!
So sit back, grab a seasonal beverage and let’s roll into the holiday season!
Driven to Mischief
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While originally put in as a bit of a “assistant” NPC for Rick, Alice quickly became a core NPC that helps drive the story later on. Because of this I was originally going to have her as using one of the bloody Knuckle Gang statblocks but I think she deserves a bit more than that. So introducing Alice Ironglove!
Daryn’edril and Beth’andra are lesser members of the fey court in the feywilds. During the winter season, in their attempt to create excitement and entertainment for themselves they began to visit the elves of the Rimeteeth mountains. This delighted them for some time but the elves began to not react in the same manner and their senses and knowledge of the fey made them difficult to prank and trick.
However, as the mountains began to have other races move in they found that the same tricks, pranks and jokes that used to entertain them with the elves stopped having the same effect. It started with replacing a hunter’s arrows with twigs, which caused the twins much delight as the hunter failed to bring down its target, a deer.
Then slowly the pranks increased and they soon forgot about the elves of the forest, much to the elves delight. They realised that the humans, dwarves and other humanoid races of the now bustling city were much easier to fool than the elves and the chaos that their winter-time pranks brang delighted the fey pair more than the elves ever did.
As they progressed their pranks for swapping knives for spoons or hammers for rolling pins they realised that the people of this town relied on the guard and soon a new game was born. A game of cat and mouse began to delight the fey as they pushed their pranks and tricks further, using their magic they confused, befuddled and manipulated the people of the city until the guard wised up to their tricks. Then they would have to evade the ever angry and ever eager guard.
This game of chase was something that brought such joy that they forgot the melancholy of the feywilds during the winter months. The people eventually started to put their trinkets and valuables in chests with iron bindings which prevented their magic from affecting those few items and so they lost interest when people stopped caring that their turnips turned into carrots. With the change in the reaction of the people of Rimeglenn the fey returned to the feywilds and began to plan for the next year when they would increase the level of mischief and pranks that they would sew.
And that marks the last night of Dice-ember for the year, sort of. Come back tomorrow for the end of Dice-ember Zine. But that’s not quite the end of the year as I have plans for the last six or so days of the year. So don’t forget to come back daily and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Welcome to the Twenty-Third night of Dice-ember where tonight we look at mischief unmasked! The true faces of the trickers who have plagued Rimeglenn for years and a hint at why they have; but more on that tomorrow. But for now we will get to see their true faces, perhaps their ‘true names’ and their statblocks!
So sit back, grab a seasonal beverage and let’s roll into the holiday season!
Mischief Unmasked
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While their stat blocks are geared towards a CR5 encounter they don’t like taking life as that would put a quick stop to their fun. They will try and prevent the loss of life so they can continue their mischief and gain more amusement and joy from the people of Rimeglenn becoming increasingly confused as chaos grows in the city.
Daryn’edril Brimesquience – Created in Artbreeder.
The holder of the unidentical twins, Daryn’edril is a fierce defender of his sister however still has some latent magical abilities. Stronger and quicker he uses his spells to modify his appearance more than using his precious few magical abilities to hinder or affect his opponents. Armed with a powerful attack with his claw and trained to fight in closer combat he is dangerous and effective, if provoked to fight that is.
Now where Daryn’edril is more accustomed to physical tests Beth’andra is adept at manipulation and using her magical talents. Able to manipulate and control those around her she uses this to get the most out of any situation. However he primary focus is getting herself and her brother to safety before they get into trouble or injured.
A brief view of the NPCs, Daryn and Beth – or should I say Daryn’edril and Beth’andra. These two fey have caused a bit of trouble over the years and tomorrow we can get a glimpse as to why and what exactly drives them. But we need to get to tomorrow first, so don’t forget to come back tomorrow for more Dice-ember Christmas themed adventure. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
Welcome to the Twenty-second night of Dice-ember where tonight we look at the true faces of mischief. Well, the actions that are taken to lead to that moment will be explored however, no faces will be revealed, tonight at least. But enough about that, let’s not worry about what will be revealed within the next three days.
So sit back, grab a seasonal beverage and let’s roll into the holiday season!
True Faces of Mischief
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This weeks encounter is focused on the social interaction between two ‘children’, a dwarf, a human and the party. While it may come to blows there are a few things at play here that would determine if it leads to that or not.
The Basics
The children have advantage against spells and effects that would charm them. They have a +7 modifier to saving throws against spells (such as zone of truth etc.) and the same modifier applies for Charisma based skill checks (Persuasion, Deception, Performance, Intimidation).
Each one of them will say the same story without difference in what they are saying regardless if they are in the same room or not, but they aren’t infallible. When they speak an arcana or Charisma check (vs deception or performance check) will reveal that there is a charm-like effect being used whenever they speak. Creatures that have advantage against being charmed (or who can’t be charmed) have advantage on this check.
The Checks
So the children are not truthful, secrets out!, so when it’s a new lie then we can allow an insight vs deception/persuasion check. If the two children collaborate on the story then it’s effectively an “help action” and grant +3 to the roll. If the party succeeds on an insight check then the child who was beaten in the contest will become agitated.
The mini-game behind this is to ask a bunch of questions that force a persuasion or deception check. If an ability or spell is used that grants creatures immunity to charm or domination then the children immediately fail all checks.
The Children
Both children are creatures in disguise with a polymorph-like ability. Detecting magic will reveal that they are indeed altered by magic.
Both children have telepathy and can charm any creature of their choice as long as the creature can hear their voice. Both children will take damage like normal and won’t revert to their true selves unless willingly. Instead of dying or falling unconscious at 0 HP they will appear dead (advantage on deception check).
They have a hatred of Gnomes and Dwarves. Both creatures will cause them to have disadvantage on charisma checks when they are interacting with a dwarf or gnome.
Once the children have been found to be lying then they will revert to their true forms and will be able to use misty step at will and mirror image once per day as per the spell without any spell components or spell slots.
Some interactions captured, some more to go. Thanks for dropping by tonight for the twenty second Dice-ember night. Don’t forget to come back this weekend for the last components of this adventure. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage, The Brazen Wolfe
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