D and D Campaign StarterThis'll work for any humanoid, civilized races. It also works better with younger PC's.You are near your hometown, a diverse little settlement, never growing in populace more than several hundred, but going back many, many generations, back to elves originally driven out by humans, in a field. You are enjoying yourselves, just being there, living. You are apprentices in your respective fields.Suddenly, you feel the ground below you give, and you are falling[PC's roll a reflex save against DC-15, losers role 1d8 damage, 3 and below are crippled in one leg, and move at ½ speed, 1s are crippled in both legs, and have a speed of 1, un
Fanon Backstory-Roland Wallace I'm a dead man. I killed and have been killed, They lured me in with promises of plasmids and money.My greed led me to agree and to become a tester.This cost me my life. They took me through their facilities, to a sterilized room, where I was strapped to a table. They started telling me it was for safety, but I was starting to wonder who's safety it was for. The nurse pulled out an audio diary, to keep a record of results. "Enrage plasmid test for Fontaine Industries," said Suchong, a rat in many ways, and he he lifted the plasmid, the metal of its
Books Books are like a portal. They take us to lands we have never known, and teach us lessons we have not learned. They bring us tales of adventure, and immerse us in our fantasies. Whether it's learning magic in a castle, or being chased in tunnels below London, it takes us away from normal life. Even amateur writers can take us to whimsical worlds, and introduce that could never happen, but many wish did. If many fictitious concepts were real, life would be much less boring, more than eating, working, and sleeping. Immersed in others imagination, we no longer have to worry about ourselves, our problems, our dangers, or our fears. We worry for
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