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vangold · 7 months

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Finally more Dragon Age for this Inktober, Yaya! :D

Welp, that one's a bit late again, however, I'm honestly glad I took my time here, since.....heh, boi I actually nailed this one XD

Decided to simple plant the PC's of the P&PRPG Inquisition I'm playing with my folks at the war table and simple let them do their thing. Took some inspiration from this gorgeous piece of artwork and simply sprincled some bits of the game's wartable-room into the background. Sou yeah, I think I couldn't present these 4 dorks better in a nutshell than I did here XDDD

Tho let me introduce from left to right:

On the left we have our party's mage Farel. Former Dalish and now apostate (and if I remember right actually the youngest of the party), just as usual facepalming in the background about the attics of his companions.

Sharles here in the middle you probably have seen before (my PC ^__^). Proud Fereldan Rogue from Redcliffe, as usual blubbering random bs. Not sure if he's ranting bout how Orlais sucks, how Dorian is hot or just giving random silly comments about the current topic.

Next to him we have Dolph, our Inquisitor. Snakeoil-Conm- sorry - "totally not shady Merchant" from Orzammar. As usual reconsidering his life choices and wondering how Sharles keeps coming up with this crap XD

And last but not least we have our muscle on two little feet, Borzag. Surface dwarf, Mercenary and master in bitchslapping people with axe and shield, tho currently busy slapping the table while howling in laughter, probably still audible on the other side of Skyhold.

And with that I FINALLY finally now managed to give these four a worthy and proper group picture.

Currently we are approaching the end of our campaign, but I will deeply enjoy these guys while the story still lasts. Feels like we played this campaign for ages, it's an absolute joy tho to revisit Inquisition's plot with that alternative story line ^__^

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dungeonofthedragon · 11 days

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There's an awesome new Tiltify bundle benefitting the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund. $15 for over 180 ttrpg products and it all goes towards a great cause? Expand your ttrpg library and help kids in need today!

Two of my own projects: The Tower in the Meadow (a solo journaling game about a magical tower) and Mermazing (an aquatic supplement for 5th edition d&d) are included in this bundle.

And they're in excellent company! More D&D, some PBTA, witchy games, monsters, mechs...you name it, it's probably in there somewhere!

#pcrf #tiltify bundle #support palestine #indie ttrpg #dungeons and dragons #tabletop rpg #pen and paper rpg #charity bundle

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legionofmyth · 2 months

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Call of Cthulhu: Monsters & Gods

🐙 Face the unknown! Dive deep into the chilling world of #CallOfCthulhu 7E, exploring its most fearsome monsters and gods. Arm yourself with knowledge for your next session. 💥 Click to watch and conquer your fears! #RPG #HorrorGames

Call of Cthulhu – Investigator Handbook Call of Cthulhu – Keeper’s Rulebook Step into the shadows of the unknown and face the monstrous entities and gods of Call of Cthulhu 7th Edition by Chaosium, Inc. This video unveils the horrors that lurk just beyond the veil of reality, providing a comprehensive overview of the creatures that challenge even the bravest investigators. From the depths of…

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hoardingpuffin · 4 months

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I am bored so I am gonna rank my DND and other RPG characters I've played thus far from 1 to 10.

Maria the Mafia Bride - 2/10

First ever RPG character I played, and I didn't create her, because that game we all got a randomized character from our GM. Liked the campaign (we were all time travellers from different eras - one other character was a knight from the crusades named Melvin who, through a series of happenstances, ended up wearing one bright red stiletto heel, and another other character was a Dutch ballerina who one-hitted Billy the Kid with her dance skill. Iconic shit), but the character wasn't really my thing.

Jacen, the Troubled Kid - 2/10

This was the second campaign I played and it was sort-of-but-not-really superpowers themed? We all had powers but the universe was kinda weird and nobody really got to do much, especially with our powers? So I kind of never got to explore him in RP and I still am slightly salty about it.

The Nerd - 3/10

I do not remember her name anymore but this was for a Halloween oneshot where we all played American High School archetypes (except for one of our players who chose to be the janitor? Who for some reason hung out with all the teens?). I remember nothing about this oneshot except that everyone was dead at the end and that my character lugged around a huge encyklopedia that she ended up throwing at someone, which I think is neat.

Plush Octopus - 5/10

This was for a super chaotic Toy Story themed oneshot that somehow ended up in bloodshed? I still am not sure how exactly that happened but there was a stint where a toy dragon was being chased into a goldfish tank by the family cat.

Aevetia - 8/10

We played a WoW themed campaign, which was certainly challenging seeing that most of us knew zilch about World of Warcraft. Aevetia was a draenai huntress who was literally incapable of negative emotions, and she was so much fun to play. I think this was the first time I played a character that was somewhat able to hold herself in a battle and I definitely loved that. Plus, first time I felt like we actually had a more roleplay and improv based campaign which is what I prefer over just-combat. She did also get whacked in the face with the Doomhammer twice thanks to another player failing their rolls. Docking points because when playing a character who cannot feel anger that limits a lot of what you can do, plus it was hard to navigate a setting I knew zilch about.

Eiorna the Giant Magpie - 9/10

MY GIRL! I love her so much, I wanna play her again so bad. She's a 7 foot tall avian woman whose wings got burnt off, leaving her with only sceleton remains so she's creepy as hell visually, but her personality is about as intimidating as candy floss. Also she had a bag of shiny stuff she lugged around called The Trashbag and she would occasionally just reach in there and pull out shinies to tie them to her wingbones - oblivious to the fact that that was highkey horrifying to anyone around her. Docking one point because when I played her she was really really ditzy and I think I'd probably revise her a it before playing her again.

Gwyn the Rabbitfolk Barbarian - 8/10

I only played her for one session before the campaign was abandoned but she was so fun! The whole concept of a two foot white fluffy bunny with a slingshot raging in a tavern was fantastic, I wish I could have played her more. Docking points for my choice of making her Scottish (I cannot do a Scottish accent to save my arse and I think she just kept drifting off into Russian somehow).

Bex the Stablemaster - 10/10

My first ever tank, and the first time I ever played a queer character around my friends. This was for a Victorian era vibe Halloween oneshot and Bex was a strong she/they lesbian. Need I say more?

Tancred the Weather Witch - 9/10

This was for like, a sort of Eldritch entity cultist themed oneshot? My character was maybe the only one who actually dealt damage and he was soooo fun. Now, did I essentially steal him from the Charlie Bone series? Yes. But for a oneshot it was fine, plus storm powers >

Zami - 10/10

If Tramp from Lady and the Tramp was a red tiefling who adopted about fifty kids. No notes, love him, he is perfect.

Veera Match - 9/10

My current Star Wars campaign character, a mother who is an ex-empirial soldier who is hunting down the man who killed her wife and stole her force sensitive child. Absolutely adore her but the campaign is just kinda not it. Might very well recycle her at some point though.

Nikolai Ortsev the Vampirist - 7/10

Made him for what was supposed to be a Halloween oneshot set in our GMs homebrew world. Nikolai's a self-obsessed anthropologist who believes he is the one who can singlehandedly unite the vampire and human societies... by becoming a vampire. Listen, he's my vain, slightly stupid gay scientist man and I love him - however I think he would have been better suited for a long-term campaign than a oneshot. We're not through with that story so we'll see where it goes with him.

The Toy Soldier - 10/10

Exactly what it sounds like: I played the Toy Soldier of The Mechanisms for another Halloween oneshot and IT WAS A BLAST. Easily the silliest and yet most damage-dealing character I have played to date. So so much fun. I love it, it's brilliant.

Vikesh Joiko - 10/10

He is my baby - purple tiefling cleric of a light deity, certified pretty boy, looks gorgeous in a ballgown, can and will flirt with any handsome man who seems willing, and his weapon of choice are dual axes. Also he is not above tearing out another tiefling's fangs and wearing them as jewellery when that other person is acting like a major creep. Love him, love him so much.

#dnd #dnd character #dnd campaign #my dnd characters #ttrpg #ttrpg character #the toy soldier #character ranking #pen and paper rpg

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cassimothwin · 1 year

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Excited to share that I'm working with @delvecandles to develop 40 limited-edition deluxe boxes* for the Tangled Blessings print crowdfund.

Tangled Blessings is a solo or two-player pen-and-paper roleplaying game—no game master needed!

Each box includes:

A physical copy of the game

A thematic, limited-run scented candle

A personalized letter of acceptance in a wax-sealed envelope

2 double-sided postcards, featuring a campus map, sample class schedule, student generator, and faculty generator

Once these boxes are gone, they're gone! This includes the limited-edition candle scent. You won't find them anywhere else in the future!

I'm crowdfunding a complete print run of Tangled Blessings in February. So if deluxe sets aren't your thing, you can still pick up the physical copy by itself.

Learn more about Tangled Blessings and sign up for my mailing list: eepurl.com/ibdg9b

*Deluxe boxes are limited to U.S. addresses only.

#indie ttrpg #pen and paper rpg #solo ttrpg #gm-less #dnd #wizarding world #indie ttrpg designer #solo journaling #journaling #ttrpg community #ttrpg #tabletop roleplaying #fuck terfs #duet ttrpg

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veryobsessivefan · 1 year

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having a hyperfixation on the campaign my GM is running and i hate it. i’m sure they would be happy to know how invested i am in their world and characters but i just feel insane with the level of obsession, because it’s not an abstract piece of media with millions of fans, it is literally just made for me and like two other players, personally served to me by a real person that i know. can anyone relate

#i cant write fanfics it feels weird #it feels WRONG #especially how attached i'll get to the characters that might just betray me or whatever lmao #adhd #autism #neurodivergence #hyperfixation #dungeons and dragons #tabletop rpg #ttrpg #pen and paper rpg #rpg #obsession

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cylin-aka-ankamo · 1 year

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Playtested this yesterday and it was a lot or fun! And it's FREE! 🤩

#ttrpg #pen and paper rpg #penandpaper #tabletop role playing game #free game

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healed1337 · 1 year

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Tom Hanks month 4 - Mazes and Monsters

Tom Hanks month 4 – Mazes and Monsters

While Splash is generally considered to be Tom Hanks’s breakout performance (along with several others), it’s not his first starring role. Before Splash, he landed the starring role in a made-for-TV film, Mazes and Monsters. This movie was part of the scare around role playing games like Dungeons & Dragons back in the late 70’s/early 80s. This scare hasn’t completely gone away, but is mostly only…

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#chris makepeace #david wallace #dungeons & dragons #mazes and monsters #moral panic #movie review #movies #murray hamilton #pen and paper rpg #rpg #tom hanks #wendy crewson

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lil-miss · 5 months

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Sometimes I’d like to think I’m at least somewhat normal (my first mistake I know), but then I remember I have have an Irkensona with a hand written novels worth of lore and storytelling, who I keep putting through unimaginable goddamn horrors.

#you can fit so much angst into that bitch #homestead homestuck housewife #iz irken #irkensona #irken oc #Alone Among the Stars ttrpg #pen and paper rpg

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wolfman-al · 5 months

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Been on a local RPG-Con today (Dreieichcon) and spend too much money.Two bookmarks with a dungeon on it, a book with various dungeons in it, an adventure that I can shoe in a D&D campaign, a solo adventure of a Zombie RPG (that one is for a friend of me) and the basic box for Die Schwarze Katze, the game that I tried at Eurofurence a few weeks ago and that I really enjoyed.

Die Schwarze Katze is a german RPG based on the german Das Schwarze Auge RPG system. But with kitty cats.

The prefabricated characters in the game are just to damn adorable.

This book has some prety damn good ideas for dungeons.

I also saw this RPG called Splittermond ("Splintered/shattered moon"), a german RPG system I didn´t knew about. It looks interesting, the fight system seems kinda complicated, but it has rat-folk and wolf-folk as playable races.

#Germany #Dreieich #Dreieichcon #role playing games #pen and paper #dungeons and dragons #Splittermond #das schwarze auge #Die Schwarze Katze #furry #anthro #Pen and paper RPG

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ecoamerica · 22 days

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capsensislagamoprh · 6 months

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The Paper Army: Twisted Time

A Pathfinder Chronicle

Chronicler: Dela Lerias

Monday, 30 October, 2085 A.D.

I almost lost myself to the painful silence. So lost, I thought the clunking thwacks of humanoid feet against the black streets were simply the chaos in my ears. A nudge from Dutch gave me a moment's calm. I looked at Sorcha, her dragons eyes narrowed in thick concentration. Assessing my situation, I realized several important things at once. George could not shift. My first line of defense. Sorcha was warry. Dhampir was still really tall, and convenatly, wearing his cape. I hid behind it. It may seem cowardly. Please be kind to my child's form. I am small, and rather easy to harm.

Knowing I could not rely on Sorcha to carry me, nor Dhampir to balance my form on his shoulders, I caught Sorcha's eye. Touching the lance like hair stick my locks were twisted around, I asked without words: Was it safe? Should I? She nodded. I pulled my hair stick out, and spoke, "VAZAR!"

I felt something happen. I know it did. All of our eyes watched as colorful streaks of blue and purple light left lance I now held, flowed around a corner causing a flash of light, accompanied by a rather odd yelp. We shared gazes before Sorchia looked around the wall. Stifling a chortle, red painted talons calling Dahmpir forward, she shared a joke. Frustrated, I too looked, seeing a large, shaggy dog dressed in Erastilian armor, saddle shimmering and helm bright.

"I… that… where is my elk?" I asked confused, surprised, blanketed in terror muffled by disbelief. Wibble-Wobles is a magnificent steed. When in war from, he stands as tall as a grown dragon's knee. This… was a smelly, raggy mutt. I approached the dog anyway. A bow, a hesitant touch, and a very long held breath allowed me to mount the dog - once it stopped turning in circles, trying to figure out what was going on.

Sorcha waved her hand, causing a light wind to cyclone the dog, taking the stench away. Dhampir suggested that perhaps the range of magic - being from another time at the very least - meant that Wibbles could not be summoned here. The dog was the next animal in range who fit the values of Erastil, and so was chosen as a worthy mount. Despite the fleas. I very much intend to deal with that as quickly as possible.

Faced with this maze of stone and buildings, I looked at Sorcha for guidance. The sorceress told us the goal was to reach the towering wall. We almost made it.

Faced with beasts that seemed necromantic dreams, I cringed deep inside. They had skin chalked white, eyes sharp pinpricks of white in a sea of black icorr. One carried a pipe while another walked with a … dog? of some sort. It, too, was hairless, skin and bone sharply taunt. I barely had time to register pity for the animal before they screamed, attacking.

George struggled to shift, his little rat form racing from one shoulder to the next, puffing up, his squeaks of rage sharp. Dutch sat on high alert, ears tracking danger, as he used his basic ability to keep me focused. Dhampir was not having any of this 'zombies that are not zombies' nonsense. A flick of his hand sent two scorching hot rays of plasmatic flame towards one of the man shaped terrors. The flesh burned, holes dripping white instead of blood. "Well, that works," he said with casual ease.

Sorcha followed suit, tossing fire from her soul with masterful ease. Another monster fell, head obliterated by darts of dragons flame. I wanted to help as well. Fire, fire, and me? I was never good with flame. Not as good as they. But zombies have working hearts, but not minds. It's part of the magic that lets them 'live' without 'being'. How could I counter that? Suddenly I recalled the Heart Drum. Slapping my hands on slender thighs, I prepared to rummage my pocket when suddenly it appeared strapped into place. Sticks in hand, I blinked and, with nothing to loose, tried to activate the magic trapped with in. I felt nothing. It was just a soldier's drum. Frustration blushed my cheeks as I hurled the drum with both hands like the improvised weapon it had become, I startled as the drum smacked into the head of the same creature Dhampir had gravely wounded. The drum puffed out of existence as the monster fell, immediately giving off a rancid smell.

The not-dead dog jumped, ready to take a chunk out of my life, causing my mount to spin back, trying to live. George squeaked, eyes blazing green light as he managed to shift into his war-rat form, holy sword forming in his taloned grip. Before he landed, the weapon stabbed deep into the black walking path below the zombie-dog's belly, the beast's back snapped, stomach rendered. George poofed back into a rat, unable to hold his form for long, the sword disappearing when he changed.

As I scooped George up, cleaning his paws, we watched with curled lip as the not-quite- zombies turned into goop, wreaking, and fizzing like defeated ooze.

A second latter, Sorcha spun around, listening, her pointed ears twitching. Eyes flinging this way and that, she paused, ran to a busted door of metal, then called us over with a wave of her hand. "In here. Quickly!" We obeyed. We sat listening as what could only be a hundred, perhaps more, of those things came by. Hunting, searching for the source of the battle - short as it was. Once, a skin-dog-thing got close, but was quickly called away. We must have spent hours in that dark, damp place, waiting, daring to breathe.

When Sorcha gave the order, we slipped free, racing towards the wall. Several more times we had to take down a stray zombie or two, until at last, we were faced with something Sorcha called the 'Arcology Doors'.

Sorcha pointed to long tubes slowly spinning, then a pink lit tunnel with a metal plate to the side. "Bio scanners and turrets," she explained. I asked about the range on this city siege device. She simply answered, "Yes." It was then she spied danger. Pointing it out to the rest of us, I backed the dog up several paces. Quietly, Sorcha slipped from cover to cover, getting closer to the gnomish devices. When she ran out of cover, the turrets turned as one to her, a light grazing her form, red and ominous. It blinked, turning a sickly green before resuming their normal pattern of rotation.

Meanwhile, the danger noticed. It was a different type of ghoul. Long fingered, cloaked, eyes covered in some sort of device. It stood, tall and strangely thin, aiming at Sorcha with a bow made of metal. In an instant I called upon the Bow of Erastil, refusing to consider failure. My mind pictured a serrated arrow. As I drew the shimmering string, the arrow formed. I let loose, the enemy slipping back, the arrow grazing his flesh, leaving a jagged cut. The soft green light of spring growth, lit with holy hearth warmth, blazed with godly might. Sorcha, alert to the weak spot, threw bolts of force into the wound, opening it more. Dhampir followed suit. I was very sure this would be a quick defeat when the red light flared towards my position. My arrow called the gnomish devices! I unsummoned the bow, backing the dog up, trying my best to get away from that dangerous light. It stopped at a distance, turning green, leaving me exhaling a cloud of stress. Then Sorcha hissed.

The ghoul-thing let loose a long arrow, piercing her shoulder despite the chain shirt she wore under her gown. Despite her artful dodge. Despite her powerful deflection. The black bolt twisted, changing, bending until it caught her. It seemed to think, to follow her every move. I have never seen such an arrow not shot by Erastil, yet I saw no magic - cursed or divine - in that miniature lance. The pain on Sorcha's face etched a mark of agony between her eyes, lighting them with golden fire. Whatever else the arrow was supposed to do, her dragon's blood refused.

The monster dropped off the roof, cloak spreading like tattered wings as it glided towards the sorceress. I could hear George squeak mean things as he tried again to become large. Dutch readied his jump, prepared to harry the villain into submission, and I screamed. "No! Don't! Stay Where You Are!" I felt magic go off. I had no idea why. Something inside seemed to glimmer from that crack in the soul. What ever it did, I do not know. Sorcha stumbled back, missiles of pure magic blasting from her hands, putting distance between herself and the creature.

I heard music I had never known before. The slip of a sword, eleven made, drawn from a sheath in time with another. Dhampir moved as one with his Lady. In a feat of speed he closed the distance, sword sinking into flesh, cutting through to the other side, white icorr flying across the black streets. The thing screamed, swearing words I did not know. It spun with force, facing Dhampir, nails growing green and long, mouth splitting its face into a poisonous, sharp toothed maw. As its cloak fell I saw a missing ear, the other long and pointed, chinked as if chewed upon. It slashed, claws digging into Dhampir's biceps as it drew the arch mage closer for a bite. Lord N'Resh is no stranger to the Vampire's Kiss. He knew how to counter. But as he did so, the look of dawning horror on his face caused panic to show on mine. He couldn't move. I could see him trying. George raced across the dog, ready to leap into the fray - rat sized or not. Feeling my panic, Dutch licked my head, his little lagomorphic tong shifting my headband back and forth. I couldn't think what to do, so I called out. "Hit Him Real Hard!" I don't know why I thought that would help. Sorcha, seeing Dhampir in mortal danger, unable to defend himself, made quick work of the monster, spearing its heart with her blade. The body dropped, things falling out of torn and broken places. The eye covers fell off its face as the head bounced on the black rode. White pinprick eyes in a sea of unreleased black. It was a ghoul. An eleven ghoul.

I stared as Sorcha checked her shoulder, calling me forth. I was set to the task of finding my anti venom. A vile I searched for a long time to find. So long, Dhampir shook off the paralyzation himself. Where did all my stuff go? My pockets were all but empty. Even the one with the magic hole. As Sorcha tucked things into her bag of holding, I looked at Dhampir, his wounds having to bleed out the vile green stuff. Should I heal him now? Later? I looked at the iron snake about his waist, dangling limp like a belt, rather than a magical thing. If it did not activate, then it should be okay, right?

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