The Astral Ripper

Tonight we investigate the true antagonist of this week, Vek’lakah, the Astral Ripper. The cursed artefact that was too dangerous to allow to remain on the streets that it was purchased by Rose Talfuax so he could ensure it wouldn’t take another life – instead it snared someone trying to do the right thing.

But let’s not wait any longer. So sit down, grab a coffee and let’s roll into tonight’s adventure!


The Astral Ripper

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Vek’lakah, the Astral Ripper – Created in Nightcafe.

As soon as his hand hit the amulet he felt that something was wrong. The amulet felt cold and even as he tried to drop it his hand contorted and wrapped around it. The remains from the thugs that were here a moment ago were scattered around the warehouse floor. A trap set upon the crate dealt with those thugs but it was obviously there to ensure no one picked up the amulet.

Even as he looked for a solution he could feel his body tearing apart, being sucked into the void that the amulet was creating. As he was sucked in he witnessed a body, a husk of someone else, be dumped at his feet and turn to dust as it crumpled. ‘An exchange’, he thought as he felt with a great deal of pain with his muscles ripping and being sucked through what felt like the eye of a needle.

Then the pain disappeared after what felt like days but then he opened his eyes to endless skies. It took him a moment to realise where he was and a moment longer to believe what he was seeing. The Astral plane spread out before him, but not quite as he was sitting between the two planes, trapped. But he had been here before many years ago as an adventurer so he had some idea of what to expect, and what to do to get out of here. Now he just needed to find some help.


A bit of a hint of what’s happening behind the curtain this Saturday night. Don’t forget to come back tomorrow for more tabletop content and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

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