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Species: Chronal Dragonborn

We already have chromatic, metallic, and gem dragonborns in D&D 5e, so it was definitely about "time" to bring a time dragonborn ancestry into the game.

Chronal dragonborn trace their bloodline to the enigmatic time dragons, acting as ageless servants of the draconic god of fate, time, and judgment, Null, better known by his neutral aspect, Chronepsis the Watcher. Instead of the vibrant colors of their cousins, these dragonborns bear faded scales of pale grey, ashen white, and silver. They carry an eerie patience and a quiet certainty, acting as if the flow of time worked differently through their bodies and allowing them to pluck at the strands of destiny to alter immediate outcomes.

What class or subclass would you choose to pair with an ageless watcher of fate? Also, if you would want to see the solar dragonborn next, let me know down below!

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My character Kevin Goodberry wanted to make a tractor. He was all about farming and agriculture. I also wanted to see how a tractor would fare in mounted combat.

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Tractor (Large Magical Beast, neutral)

HP 8d10+40, Armor Class 17 (-1 size, +4 armor, +4 natural armor). Speed 50.

STR 26 DEX 11 CON 23 INT 3 WIS 13 CHA 4

Attacks: Slam +15 to hit, 1d8+12 bludgeoning

Saves: Fortitude +12, Reflex +6, Will +3

Skills: Handle Animal +3, Profession (Farmer) +6, Spot +4

Feats: Endurance, Run, Skill Focus (Spot)

Semiconstructed: Tractors are immune to critical hits, disease, and mind-affecting effects, but not poison or fatigue. It has armor built into its frame.

Trample: DC 22 Reflex for 1d8+12 damage

Tractors are humble yet powerful domesticated creatures, able to pull a plow or lift an anvil. Working side by side with farmers, they can be found across the realm enjoying a tasty bucket of oil or a handful of fresh vegetables.

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In the D&D campaign I'm running with my wife's siblings, one of them learned about how trolls regenerate within minutes of any damage not caused by fire or acid, and then asked why people don't just like. Cage them and eat them, forever. Why there aren't troll meat dungeons in the king's castle as a safeguard against sieges or famines.

And you know, I thought it was a fair question, so I said that if you eat enough troll meat, you start getting troll-y. And then I went further and just treated it like troll flesh is a general contaminant - if you eat enough troll, you'll turn into a troll, but if you bury enough dead troll flesh in a forest, the trees will start growing in strange ways, and will scream and heal and bleed when you hit them with axes.

I liked this idea. So as we played further, I just played around with the idea of Troll Origins, and I came up with something sort of like the Odyssey, but instead stealing Helios's cattle, it was Hathor's, and the horrible, awful, unending immortality was her curse of the army that pillaged her lands. A god of healing does not condemn you to die, she condemns you to live.

And then I got this fun idea for maybe the king that led the army is still kind of alive in the troll taint. Like a sort of literal fisher king. The kingdom is sick because he is, literally, the kingdom. The trees that bleed, bleed his blood and their screams are his screams. He is both the faintly green bear running down the mountain and the faintly green deer and there is no way past this without suffering. He is the entire ecosystem, and he eats nothing but himself and he dreams nothing but death and yet still, on and on and on and on, he lives.

Anyway they're traveling next session so I'm throwing this shit at them. I already have some gross ideas for like. Describing everything like it's a body (flowers red as blood, white as bone, pink as meat, grass fine as hair) then finally throwing horrible living things at them. Trees that grow eyeballs that turn and stare at them, or flowers with teeth instead of petals and trolls that speak in long dead tongues about how they wish they'd never tried to rob a god.

Anyway I'm passing this on because this is my new troll lore and I want it to become canonized in the way that all D&D lore becomes canonized: By having eople read it and go "oh, neat" then start doing that too.

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Lost Palace by artist Rob Vital.

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The antique palace overlooking the highlands has always been a bit of a mystery. Built with no outer doors and boasting no apparent inhabitants despite its immaculate upkeep, it is regarded with passing curiosity by the shepherds and migratory hillfolk who traverse the rocky valley it overlooks.

The party is entreated by locals to exterminate a species of hostile creatures that seem to have taken up roost in the strange palace, such as harpies or bloodhawks. Doing so proves harder than imagined, as the only way into the palace seems to be scaling its tower walls while being harassed by aerial opponents. perhaps a cave or some other means of egress could be found

A down on their luck tinkerer has a mad scheme. Build a ramshackle flying contraption, use it to assail the high walls of the palace, and grow rich off the treasures that doubtlessly rest within…..If only they could escape pursuit by their many debtors. If the party is willing to fend off angry merchants and a few begrudging criminal types, the tinkerer would be oblidged to bring them along on the journey.

Once they find their way into the palace however, things take a very different turn:

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💎 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Arkanorod Rod, very rare ___ This rod is a strange device from a far-flung age and can sometimes be found in the lairs of sphinxes that have traveled through time. The rod has two halves with markings along their edge. You can use a bonus action to twist the two halves to align the markings in one the four ways detailed below. 𝗕𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗿. The rod emits a magical shield from it, allowing you to wield it by holding the rod. Treat it as a “+2 shield”. Whenever a creature makes a melee attack against you while you’re holding the shield, that creature takes 2 lightning damage. 𝗕𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗻. The rod emits a magical baton from its end. Treat the baton as a “+2 club”, except it uses a d10 damage die and deals lightning damage instead of bludgeoning. If you hit a creature with the baton and roll a 10 on the damage die, the target can’t make opportunity attacks until the end of your next turn. 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿. The rod emits a magical blast of electricity from its end. Treat the blaster as a “+2 light crossbow”, except it doesn’t have the two-handed or loading properties, creates its own ammunition, and deals lightning damage instead of piercing. If you hit a creature with the blaster and roll an 8 on the damage die, the target can’t make opportunity attacks until the end of your next turn. 𝗢𝗳𝗳. The rod is turned off, preventing it from using any time from its power source until the rod’s halves are switched to a different option. The rod runs on a power source that’s fueled by magic. The rod can be used for up to 5 hours before the power source is empty. Deduct the time you use it in increments of 10 minutes from the power source’s total time. You know how much remaining time the source has while holding the rod. Any creature can use an action to expend a spell slot level of 1st level or higher into the power source, adding to its total remaining time, by touching the rod as the spell slot is expended. The power source regains a number of hours of power equal to the spell slot level that was expended into it. When found, the rod has 1d4 + 1 hours of power remaining, and it can’t have more than 5 hours at a time. …Continued in the comments! ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon’s Saddlebag on Patreon for as little as $3 a month!

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𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚. Once per turn when you deal lightning damage to a creature using the rod, you can deduct 2 hours of time from its power source to force that creature to make a DC 15 Constitution saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is stunned until the end of your next turn.

𝗙𝗹𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁! “An’ what am I supposed tae do wi’ all this, lad? It’s all broken pieces fer things I can barely make heads or tails of tae begin with!”

The lad smiled, his tone tuned perfectly to disarm and persuade. “I dunno, but I know if anyone can make use of it all it’d be a master craftsman like you!”

Mender was impressed, in spite of himself. He knew he was being played, that the lad had finally picked up enough of the art of haggling to turn it back on Mender. Enough to bring a tear to the eye.

“Alright, alright,” he waved a hand theatrically, “But thrice the usual scavenger’s fee is mad for a pile o’ broken parts. I can give ye double, but that’s my last offer!”

“Done!”

And as the lad strode off with his payment, Mender turned again to the pile of scrap. Best he could tell, it looked like an armory had been mixed up together then run through a red dragon’s breath. None of the single pieces had enough of that mysterious spark to get them working, but maybe together…

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Wilderness: Vilatu Reach

Alien creatures drift along the rocks and dunes of the desert foothills, as ceaseless in their hunt as the wind and the unabating rays of the sun.

Through famed for the intensity of its sandstorms, the Vilatu reach was once a prime route for caravans making their way across the desert, as those sandstorms had bored many paths and hideaway among the sheltering stones of the Latus foothills.

That was before the Grell arrived, years ago these aberrations appeared after a storm of titanic power rolled in from the deepest deserts, crackling with red lighting and sand from forgotten lands. When the storm cleared, alien pillars of Fulgurite had appeared throughout the reach, and the dunes seemed to carry with it a strange static. Since then the grell have been an invasive threat, clustering around the pillars for weeks before drifting heedlessly off into the desert, blindly searching out their next meal.

Adventure hooks

A scholar once thought lost to the sands has resurfaced, sending out a call to his former peers seeking assistance with a potential solution to the grell incursion. Intent on studying the changes that had overcome the reach, the scholar’s expedition was overtaken and scattered by the initial appearance of the aberrations. Taking refuge with a nomad tribe that was forced into hiding among an ancient cavern complex, the scholar has spent the intervening years studying the beasts and their hunting methods. Should the party take up his request and fight their way to his hiding place, they will find themselves among fellow hunters eager to retake the land from the drifting horrors.

Thieves and treasure hunters whisper of a legendary tribute caravan lost somewhere in the Vilatu reach. The tale twists with each telling, with some saying it was lost in the red storm that brought the grell, where as other say it was lost long before that to more mundane misfortunes. Either way, there’s proof that it’s real now, and everyone wants a piece. Rumor has it that a madman came out of the desert, delirious and half mad from exposure but with his tattered robes full of gold coins, rambling about treasures beyond counting. If the party wants their chance at the prize, they’re going to need to rescue their “guide” from the toughest gang of bandits this side of the dunes, and somehow convince him to walk back into an alien infested deathtrap.

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Lair of the Thoul: "A lone hobgoblin appears to be the only occupant of this otherwise empty room. He is squatting in a corner gnawing an old bone. The hobgoblin is actually a thoul" -- a magical combination of a ghoul, a hobgoblin, and a troll. (Jim Holloway from D&D module B5: Horror on the Hill by Douglas Niles, TSR, 1983)

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Ranger Subclass: Tarnished Stalker

This is the final entry in this descent into rot and ruin with these dark fantasy-themed subclasses, where I reimagined the ranger as a hunter reshaped by the abyss. The Tarnished Stalker grows extra eyes, a third arm strong enough to brace and fire a heavy crossbow on its own, and leathery hide from years of stalking creatures in the corrupted wilds. These solitary hunters are set apart by their tribes and sent into perilous places, tasked with hunting horrors that would shatter the minds of most adventurers.

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Scepter of the Accursed Eye Rod, Rare (requires attunement by a spellcaster)

✨Post made in collaboration with Green Goblet Games✨

This is the first of three posts we’ve made for my "Monster Harvesting" series, where I adapt creature abilities and lore into magical items you can wear and wield, Monster Hunter style. Carved from petrified wood and topped with a twitching green eye, this scepter reveals your allies’ most embarrassing secrets while helping you pry hidden weaknesses from your enemies. Just try to ignore the constant whispers in your head, or you might find yourself slipping into a short-term form of madness. Oh, and for legal reasons, this is definitely NOT an item made from a Nothic…

Imagine a paranoid warlock or a nosy bard using all this insight to keep the party in check while slowly losing their grip on reality.

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Here's a cantrip from the 3rd volume of Vyadere's Cantrip Miscellany! Let me know what you think!

Classes: Bard, cleric, druid, warlock, wizard

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Hello all! May I present volume 1 of Vyadere's Cantrip Miscellany! It contains 40+ cantrips which range across the whole spectrum of utility and damage cantrips. Hope you enjoy! (Sidenote: Only just now noticing I forgot to specify which classes get access to what, will put out an update when I get home!)

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Sin Magic | Spells feeding off your worst impulses

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Of course I would have to leverage sin in a magical way. I am not making them fundamental forces of magic like pathfinder wants to for some reason, just spells used for sinful purposes. Though, I could argue that almost the entire school of enchantment is sinful

Blood Money

This one is admittedly named after and largely modeled after a pathfinder spell. But what's a little blood magic between friends?

Bleeding Heart

This one was cut from Emotional Damage, but it certainly fits this theme a bit. Since it forces an obsession onto the target

Borrowed Vigor

This one was based on the idea of alcohol borrowing tomorrow's happiness from you. But for coffee. I thought it would be fun to play with exhaustion a bit here. Though, this does give me ideas for the haste spell.

Crushing Despair

Another entry from the emotional damage spells. Maybe not sin, but it's very mean.

Frenzied Zeal

Using my frenzied condition again, thought it would be fun to give an ally a considerable buff, but at a cost. It follows a similar structure as borrowed vigor in that regard.

Heart's Desire

Greed is a common sin, why not leverage it. Golden apples of discord anyone?

Mask Motives

A useful spell, a bit like disguise self for lying. But it's not perfect. You can't see through it without truesight, but if you're savvy enough, you can see that a spell is at work. Which can also tell you a lot.

Water to Wine

Debauchery is also frequently a sin, now this might technically be blasphemy but I don't think wine is innately less sinful than other alcohols.

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Villain: Devil lord Oppbithonn, The Manifold Duke

Yes, yes, can we move this supplication along? You’ve no idea how busy we are down here in hell. Who could have expected eternal torment to be such a chore?

She appears as a colossal mold covered skeleton, bearing a mantle of fungal blooms and a golden crown that hovers above his shattered skull. Oppbithonn is known as The Shambler or “she of the strings that rot”. Not the most ambitious of hell’s princes, she claims only a small infernal fiefdom where he can entertain supplicants and collect tribute. Oppbithonn’s great infernal power is her mantle of mold, which infests other corpses and allows the devil lord to possess them. Unlike other infernals that can only possess one host at a time, Oppbithonn possesses all of her victims simultaneously and exerts unilateral control over all of them. They are in many ways a hive mind, save that there are no wills or thoughts in the amalgam save those of Oppbithon.

Setup:

Fifteen years ago, the powerhungry ruler of a small nation became a tyrant by having one of his arcane advisers enter into a pact with Oppbithonn: All the riches he could ring from his lands in exchange for a legion of mold-possessed corpses to work the fields and defend their borders. The devil assented, and over the next decade made that small nation a force to be reckoned with, conquering many of its neighbors and using thier subjugated citizens to feed the endless need for treasure and bodies. That was up until month ago, when the “Drudges” stopped in their tracks, when that arcane councilor died very suddenly of respiratory distress ( mold will do that to you), leaving the tyrant almost completely powerless save a small army of mercenaries. Now a revolution brews, and the party is caught up in the middle of it all.

Oppbithonn is not a creature of ambition. she does not want to spread across the multiverse and remake everything in her own moldering image. Being an ever present hivemind means she must do all the gruntwork of his multitudinous bodies, which has given her a withdrawn and slothful disinterest in the politics of the other devils. She stopped the drudges because the deal she made with the adviser was open to renegotiation upon the adviser’s death, and Oppbithonn doesn’t want to take any actions that a potential new contract might let her slip out of. She is willing to give the party what they want ( the dissolution of the dredges, or their continued use in defending their nation) if they pledge to him sufficient gifts and a year of service each. A year of busywork in hell for the fate of their home? that sounds like a pretty good deal to the Manifold Duke.

If the party or the sovereign delay on the deal ( or if she just feels like making things a little more interesting) Oppbithonn will allow the drudges to bloom spreading a pestilent rot all over the kingdom which will not only blight the fields and make people sick, but will give rise to all manner of fungal monstrosity.

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There are several things that are beyond my understanding in the world, but I still enjoy the results of them. Certainly distilling is one of them, but also those that study combat and truly understand what may come next from their opponent. It’s something I’ve often found fascinating being able to run those predictions in your head and potentially know what is just around the corner in combat. I thought long and hard about that, before considering that maybe what I could do is mimic the process with an extensive process calculating mathematical outcomes. Then I threw all that work out and magically imbued some still living brain tissue I had in a weird jar!

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A magic item for Dungeons & Dragons 5.5e tabletop role-playing game. This is a homebrew magic item created by Cloaks & Capes.

Amulet of Delusion

Wondrous Item, rare

“This amulet depicts a person from the waist up with a featureless face. A globe is beginning to emerge from their forehead, and their arms are outstretched over an open void below them that is dotted with stars.”

Whenever you cast a spell that deals Psychic damage, you can treat any 1 or 2 on a damage die as a 3.

Delusional Rebuke. You can take a Reaction to deal Psychic damage to a creature that makes an Intelligence (Investigation) or Wisdom (Perception) check to discern the truth of an illusion created by one of your spells and fails. The damage is equal to half your level plus the level of the spell slot used when cast.

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