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Every DnD game that starts out with a serious “Lord of the Rings” type of tone turns into a Monty Python sketch and every DnD game that starts out like a Monty Python sketch turns into Lord of the Rings
DnD game with characters named Kua the Brave, Enoch Bluehelm, and Hallow Greaves: Our current mission is to save the kingdom from the Dark Queen Ravenbone but we fucked up a charisma roll and now Kua and Ravenbone are dating and the king of Fendale was turned into a frog
DnD game with characters named Bunny Wabbit, Ford Trukk, and Dildo Baggins: Our current mission is to find a birthday present for a spoiled prince but in the process we found a lich planning to devour the life force of everyone in the land and Dildo gave his life to stop him in a scene so moving it won the Newberry Medal
If you give your players room to do whatever they want, including be silly, they will most often choose to express themselves. And you’d be amazed how much you’ll start to care about characters once people have attached little pieces if their soul to them.
If you try to enforce a “serious” tone, it just makes the gags funnier, and your players will treat you with the same casual blasphemy orangutans show to God.
“the same casual blasphemy orangutans show to God” WHAT THE FUCK I’M DECEASED
core classes as undead :)
hobgoblins are the most underutilized stock fantasy monster
And the most Marxist
sure. why not.
Van Cleef & Arpels Diamond Ruby Bee Brooch, 1940s France.
Concepts like sex magic and fertility deities in fantasy are actually really interesting to me as a person with a lot of interest in anthropology and mythology like Yes I am curious about the weird sex that elves have but its pretty much exclusively explored by authors who are Weird Horny Dudes and forget about putting that stuff into a d&d campaign
Oh we’re talking about sex in fantasy settings are we?
Oh, famed fantasy author Ed Greenwood! So good to see you, we're having our panel down here in my wine cellar,
WAIT I HAVEN’T FINISHED TELLING YOU HOW THE DROW MATRIARCHS DISCIPLINE THEIR UNRULY MALE CONSORTS
I’m doing hot girl shit. *stares at the dark in my room with no thoughts like a blood-sniffing shark*
The Fahrenheit defenders have logged on
Great news everyone I have decided to endorse Fahrenheit
𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜
Kobold Swarmkeeper Ranger with a swarm of velociraptors. That’s it, that’s the post.
Some More Arcane Focuses
A wand made from the wood of a fruit tree. When spells are cast, the smell of the tree’s blossom or fruit (ripe or rotten) often lingers.
A necklace of silver rings - a small sapphire is set in an engraved, eye-like, pendant hanging off it.
A sturdy staff of twisted iron.
A lump of black, amorphous goo. When spells are cast, it flows around your hand without falling off.
Part of the root of a tree, snapped off quickly to become a wand.
A glove, elaborately embroidered with sparkling thread taken from another plane. The embroidery is itself encrypted arcane research. (There’s also a few small beads of coloured glass. Those are just for aesthetic.)
A geode, mounted on a stone rod.
A wand carved out of driftwood, that still smells of salt and seaweed.
A bejeweled hairpin.
A brightly coloured rod, with a ribbon attached to one end. Sometimes the ribbon blows when there’s no breeze.
A small, collapsible eyeglass, each lens made from a different gemstone.
A diadem of bone, seemingly growth to fit your head perfectly.
A singed-looking wand that may smell like lightning or charcoal, after a spell is cast.
A bracelet (or hair-tie) of grasses from multiple planes, all woven together.
A signet ring, with a faded crest.
An ersatz eye, always using its enchantments to give you sight - focusing on this helps you focus your own magic.
A spur of bone, in the shape of a wand.
Two contrasting bands, that seem to repel each other slightly - when pressed together, you feel the weave of magic alter (ever so slightly).
A blunt wooden knife.
A rod of glass that seems to have drifting starlight trapped within it.
A short length of semi-sentient, extra-planar rope - it’ll shift for your comfort, but otherwise stays wrapped along your forearm.
An unremarkable copper locket, but with a tiny token of a trip to another plane hidden within.
A monocle with a lens of uncut gemstone, grown by a skilled alchemist.
A black wand with white ends.
A large toothpick
A golden medallion depicting the sun, with small rubies in each sunbeam.
An object so unremarkable, no-one can quite remember what it was when they aren’t looking at it.
Unknown, 1940s