Mercenary Company Generator

     For one of my player's backgrounds after coming out of the tomb of level up one of my players was a mercenary in the time between level 0 and level 1, this is how his character got his training as a warrior. I wanted to generate the name and banner and other details of the company and have something I could use in the future for similar cases.

    I was influenced by Metal Gods of Ur-Hadad's gang generation tables, the idea being that you roll all the dice and move through the tables. So I went ahead and made one for mercenary companies. This worked well for my setting because Mercenaries are alive and well in the setting, used in proxy battles and skirmishes to make sure the city-states have plausible deniability. 

 Mercenary Company Generator 

Brass Featherguard

Art by Lex Cazimi

 This week we've got a monster created for Hodas but usable anywhere. They are great for ambushing PCs and catching them unawares using one of my favorite tropes, statues or art that animates to attack. 

 

Brass Featherguard 

Crew of The Traitor session 8

Session 8:

One of their crew, the ooze known as lookout, had been magically replaced by a powerfully built woman with a strange weapon, through seemingly random happenstance. The crew found they were unable to communicate with her as she spoke no language they knew. Puddle, taking no risks, used his magical nova to eat away at his gemheart to open communications with the strange woman. She introduced herself as Cedar Heinrich and captain Kasey quickly drafted her into the crew. Cedar seemed to accept this. 

Hopeless noticed that Studs was flying a white flag of parlay and split the crew, half would be going into the city to get ready for a fight and to get the shard. The other half would take the ship and meet with Studs to parlay. 

Bluebell, Hopeless, Alister, and Ubo joined the captain on the ship while Puddle, Yipe, Cedar, Dishonest, and Macphade entered the city. Macphade told Hopeless that he hoped everyone came back and he would be upset to see his crew members die. Everyone made fun of Macphade for this and said he would buy the first round when this was over. With that, the crew split, but not before the captain could give a bottle containing an ooze to Puddle, telling him to destroy the shard if it would fall into the hands of Studds.

Inside the city half the crew rushed for the tower while looking for a good ambush location. Eventually dishonest realized they needed to start to prepare and picked a narrow street that would force Studs’ crew to pack together and asked Macphade to set the cannons down. They parted ways, some of them knowing this would be the last time they saw dishonest. As they continued their rush for the shard the party noticed movement in the empty buildings. Puddle, now able to communicate with all things, approached and spoke to the things moving. The language was ancient but his magic prevailed and he learned that they were the Constructed, left behind when the humans who created this city marched to war. They were the street sweepers, the lamp lighters, the repairmen, and a hundred other jobs that were left behind when the combat constructed were taken to war. Puddle negotiated their help getting to the tower of the shard, known to them as the piece of divinity. The constructed began to lead the party through the literal maze of a city speaking of their possible worthiness to bear the shard. 

On the ship, the crew met with Studs who was joined by several of his more intimidating crew. A dingy launched from each ship and met halfway. The captain, Bluebell, Cherub, Ubo, and Alister, leaving Hopeless on the ship to ensure nothing funny happened. Studs, an arrogant man, demanded the treasure they sought and offered Bluebell a place in his crew. Naturally the crew disagreed and their counter offer was for him to fuck off. Tense words were exchanged and some of the crew noticed Hopeless in the water, rising next to The Lust of Revenge and slowly attaching goblin bombs to the ship. The crew began to discuss that there was no one here who could out them as breaking the rules of parlay, threatening Studs. Studs reminded them of their position, a smaller ship with no cannons, less than half crew, and open to a broadside from his ship. Studs went on to promise Ubo that his new wife would find a home among his crew, perhaps as his new plaything. Ubo had enough and leaped the distance of the two dinghies to attack. All at once chaos exploded around them as Stud’s crew drew weapons and Hopeless screamed in defiance at the evil pirate as he detonated the bombs, blowing a hole in the Lust of Revenge at the cost of his own life. Studs, realizing he needed to save his ship cursed Kasey and her ship, swearing he would chase her to the city on the water and kill her crew to the last. Kasey, never one to pass up an opportunity, quickly got her crew back to the Disgrace and fled at full speed to the city. Ubo spoke words for his now dead shipmate, “that how it go”. Not bothering to raise the sails she called all hands to brace for impact and smashed into the pier, abandoning her ship and rushing into the city.

As the captain lead the crew they noticed the same movement as the other part of the crew and chose to sneak past them, breaking through buildings to make a direct path to the shard. A brief reunion with dishonest pointed them in the right direction. Hearing about the loss of Hopeless, Dishonest expressed that he never liked that guy. Eventually they came out onto a street with a canal and noticed that down the way was the other half of the crew. When reunited the party had some laughs at Macphade’s expense as he told Ubo that he was glad they made it back. They caught the captain up on what was happening and the captain accepted they would have to follow the constructed to the tower. Just as they heard the sound of Dishonest’s cannons going off. They knew their time was limited. Ubo spared the words “that how it goes” for his shipmate. Strangely, the sounds of battle followed, it seems that Studs has chosen to cut through the constructed instead of ignore them.

Finally the crew arrive at the tower, its brilliant light shining high above as they looked up at it, feeling a sense of vertigo. As the constructed with them began to discuss the matter of worthiness the captain rushed inside, soon followed by the crew who all laughed about this silly concept of being worthy and who could judge such a thing. 

Their first test was a flight of stairs spiraling into the darkness above. For someone with one foot the captain raced up them rather easily. Ubo told Macphade to carry him and created a grove of trees to feed the minotaur. Bluebell looked at her lovely angel Cherub the saltwater crock and her little legs and asked Macphade to carry her. He agreed but stated that he wanted her bandana.

Next they found themselves in some bizarre waiting area. An ancient man told them to take a number and wait to be called. Some of the crew took numbers, getting numbers in the fifties as he called number sixteen. Bluebell wrote in the number “16” on her slip and left with no issue. The captain put a gun up to the man and demanded she be allowed to pass. She was told to take a number and the crew tried to talk her down. Tensions rose and she pulled the trigger, killing the man and racing for the exit. 

Again the crew was confronted by stairs. Macphade scooped up Cherub and simply told Bluebell that she owed him. Ubo, said Macphade agreed to carry him up the stairs and had to do it again. Soon they found themselves racing up, the kobolds hitching a ride on one crew member or another. When they reached the top they found a door which lead to a chamber full of crabs. Thousands of them simply covering the floor. Kasey decided to rush past and immediately began to sink into the crabs, screaming in agony. She was fished out and as they heard the door open down in the darkeness below. they reminded puddle that he could speak to all things. Puddle simply asked the crabs to allow them to pass and the path was made. 

Another flight of stairs, another free ride for kobolds and another favor that Bluebell owes Macphade. This time, as they reached the top of the stairs they heard and saw the explosion of fire in the darkness below. Studs was gaining on them.

Opening the door at the top of the stairs they were confronted by a comfortable tavern… people here that they knew. Bluebell’s parents waved her over. Her father disappointed and a little hateful of her life choice, her mother glad to see her. Ubo met the high scribe of the blackbacks, who offered him the crown, as a sign that he was always meant to be the king of the tribe. Puddle recognized the minotaur children who looked after him and eventually spilled their mothers jewels into him. Yipe saw her father and her six mothers, who were proud of what she was doing and agreed to stay in this room to fight for her, to buy her and Ubo more time to which Ubo offered a “that how it go”. Macphade seemed occupied speaking with two people who looked remarkably like him, clan members of his. Alister was met with the man who brought him into his faith and looked after him, asking what could be happening and telling his student that he should allow him to bestow a blessing before he leaves. The captain seemed to be meeting with a beautiful goblin woman wearing a beautiful dress and heavy makeup. Cedar saw a man in strange pajamas, Keith Fischer, her friend and paramour who was confused but glad to be with her. Alister seemed to be sure this was an illusion and dismissed the offer for help and herded the party out of the room, knowing danger was close. Just as they closed the door behind them they heard all hell break loose on the other side of the door as Studs and his crew entered the room and began fighting.

A new set of stairs and another ride for the kobolds, even this close to danger, spirits remained high as Macphade stated this was another that he was owed and everyone joked about having to carry the kobolds as they rushed up the stairs. Interestingly, it seems that the room was no illusion, Ubo still wore his crown and Keith Fischer was with them. 

As they reached the top of the stairs they found themselves in a large flat area with the brilliant light of the shard nearly blinding them. The massive domed ceiling above them held up by a series of pillars around the edge of the platform. Puddle raced for the shard ahead of everyone and they heard a call to stop. Studs had caught up. In his arm was the captain, with a gun pressed to her ear canal. Kasey seemed defeated. The wind out of her sails and had no more fight left in her. The crew hesitated, unsure of their next move before Kasey looked to Ubo and simply said “that how it goes” before the crew sprung into action, puddle racing to the shard and pouring the bottle of ooze on it. 

Battle begun, The crew seeming to have the upper hand with luck and the powerful and strange combatant Cedar Heinrich on their side. Studs’ larger crew seemed to matter little as the funneled up the narrow stairs and those that were here fought to the last. Studs himself was thrown prone by Yipe’s tangle-centepede. As things seemed to turn in their favor Studs summoned a hulking cyclops, nearly 26 feet tall. With its massive club it seemed to tie up the crew of the disgrace’s best fighter. Studs, ever prepared, drew a pistol and nearly killed yipe, even as Macphade, bluebell, Ubo, and Cherub struck down a pair of Studs’ crew who had rushed into battle. As more pirates poured from the stairs Alister drew his bow and killed one, helping to control the flow. Finally Yipe blinded the giant and allowed Cedar to slip past it. She wasted no time dispatching Studs’ unable to understand his words as he surrendered and begged for his life. With Studs dead, his crew started to die off, their hearts exploding in their chests.

With the chaos of battle dying down the party took an assessment of itself even as the shard reflected light strangely. It seemed the ooze poured on it had created something new. It called itself “Bottle” and its power was clear, a gemheart ooze formed with a piece of divinity in its heart. Its first act was to bring back the captain who was returned to the prime of her youth, her body restored. She thanked the crew for following her into hell and back, for being ready to lay down their lives for her and her foolish dream. She told them simply, she wasn’t going to stick around, she was done, her story was told and this is where it ends. She gave her ship to Bluebell, what was left of it, and Ubo was quite upset, he had dibs. She laughed and offered him what was left of Studs’ ship. The captain was laid to rest again and Bottle told the crew that what they had done was nothing short of incredible. The odds they had overcome, the things they had seen and done. He could see it all and offered each of them a gift, anything within his power. With each of their gifts given they were scattered, Bluebell, Ubo, Puddle, Macphade, and Yipe returned to oozeport with a wave of Bottle’s pseudopod. Acastus remained in the city on the water, claiming it for his god.

 

Detailed below are the wishes of the crew:

Bluebell: wished that Blacksoul Harris sneeze every two minutes for the rest of his life. 

Ubo: wished for his new ship to be restored and a crew of kobolds to man the ship

Cedar: Wished to go home. She could not because she was already home, Keith could because he was not. Cedar was sent away, to a place of heroes, a place that Bottle called "The House of Legacy", they would find her true place in the multiverse as she was not from Hodas and did not belong here.

Alister: wished for dominion over the city on the water and its maze like structure for his god. Bottle agreed, he was not meant to linger here and knowing it would have a new divine spark to protect it would satisfy him

Puddle: wished for there to be more oozes than ever before and was told that it will be.

Yipe: wished for the hold of the Lust of Revenge to be full of apples

Macphade: Felt any wish he would have wanted would be dishonorable. Despite the crew telling him that he was a real pirate now and didn’t need honor he persisted and gave his wish to bluebell, wishing for her to have a psychic connection to Cherub. Bottle, moved by this, poured power into Macphade’s weapon, creating “The Shipwrecker” from his massive boarding ax.

Cherub: Wished for big fish. 

Remoazzantu’s Staff of Bearing

    Been a little busy with Evolved RPG stuff this week, hopefully a new campaign diary on that game is in the future. Sorry for the Quick and short post today, hopefully we'll be back with something a little bigger and more actionable for the Thursday post!

 

Via Heromachine

    DCC has the spell Wizard Staff which grants a wizard a magic staff that acts as a +1 weapon (sometimes) and gives bonuses for spells. I love that and think it's a great tool. That said I also love the sections of the early D&D rulebooks that included materials and their reported properties. This staff is a sort of proto wizard staff that could absolutely have the spell applied to it but leans heavily on those old tables for the reputed properties of materials.

Remoazzantu’s Staff of Bearing

Originally created by the mage Remoazzantu who was tired of having to hire someone to carry his personal effects, this staff was a resounding success. Unfortunately for the creator, a wizard traveling alone with a heavy pack and little obvious defenses was a juicy target for bandits. Remoazzantu met his end to a volley of crossbow bolts and his staff quickly fell out of history. 

• Oak wood: bearer has 16 strength for checks and carrying capacity only
•  Core: elemental air: conjure gentle breeze around self, cooling and protecting self from gasses
•  Bindings: cloudy rinds of rune pressed glass +1 to air magic spell checks
•  Conjuration runes: may store a small item inside the staff, conjure it into ally’s hand, their own hand or ground nearby
• Spike head: 1d8 piercing damage on attack 
• Cosmetic: symbols slowly change over time 
• 56 inches
• May absorb up to a 5 foot cube of non-magical liquid, takes 1 minute. May release liquid as an action. 

Crew of The Traitor: Sessions 6 & 7

 

Session 6:

The ship arrives in Oozeport and is put into drydock to be properly cleaned. The crew spreads out and looks for a fence to sell the finery that Bluebell stole from the silver talon kobolds as a priestess. Unfortunately this lead them to meet a criminal ooze named “buckle” who attacked when the party decided to back out of the deal. Fortunately, puddle caused chaos with a use of a charm spell and turned the criminals on each other.

Bluebell offered to the only survivor, Beathan Macphade the minotaur, a place in their crew.

Before heading into the jungle Beathan joins the party and after some challenges, hiding from jungle orcs and an attack from a tiger they arrived with no casualties at the hermit’s home.

 

Session 7:

The party finally found the hermit in the jungle, a featherfolk who had taken up residence in the ruins of an old human settlement. It seems he did have a map, a sailing map to a city beyond the edge of the world, it was tattooed on “his skin” a dead kobold. The featherfolk demanded  a trade of magic for the map. The party parted with the floating vest for the map and instructions on how to return to the city of oozeport quickly. 

Upon returning to Oozeport the crew began to make preparations to leave, Ubo sought out additionally supplies. An old friend of the crew, a constructed named “Ringo”, something of a mud sorcerer, met with them as they lowered the ship back into the water. The crew welcomed their old friend into the crew for the last leg of their journey.

Ubo, meanwhile had found supplies and ultimately brokered an alliance with the Pink Talon kobold tribe by marrying into the clan, brokering a deal for supplies and a pretty new wife for himself who joined the crew.

The crew of the traitor headed east, to the edge of the known world. They were met with a terrifying obstacle as their ship suddenly stopped. A massive giant rose from the water and attacked the crew. The crew sprung into action and fended the giant off with magic and steel, striking it down and freeing their ship. Taking trophies and magical components from the giant the crew sailed on, past the edge of the map and towards their destination. Another obstacle presented itself, a storm. They fought against it and saved their cabin boy, Mepo, from being swept overboard and lost.

When the storm cleared, in the distance, they could see a city, rising from the ocean in humanity’s defiance. At its tallest tower like a second sun, a brilliant light could be seen clearly even from miles away at sea. Kasey declared they had found the shard and as a cheer went up, she reminded them that its not theirs until its sold.

They docked at one of the many stone docking structures and began to make preparations to explore the city. As they began to work out their landing party one of the crew’s goblin gunners pointed out a ship on the horizon. As kasey looked in her telescope she recognized the flag, The Lust of Revenge, the ship of Studs Reid, a cruel man who uses gemheart oozes as weapon and kept his crew of beautiful tongueless women under magical compulsion. Kasey told the crew they couldn’t beat him in a battle at sea but might have a enough strength on board to fight him in the city if they were clever and careful. The crew agreed that abandoning the Disgrace of Delight would be the best bet and trying to steal the Lust of Revenge later or try to find another method of leaving.

 

Class: The legend

Art by Lex Cazimi

     You are a story that is just beginning. A tale that will be told around the fires long after your life has been extinguished. Your deeds and adventures will be recounted by people you will never even dream of meeting in places that you will never even know exist. You will be the subject of poems and  songs even when your people have faded into history. You are a Legend and your story has just begun.

     I'll start by saying that this class is a cut above those presented in the DCCRPG rulebook. I know this. I wrote this class based on an old post that has since disappeared into the internet, a game someone ran a long time ago where the players played a classless D&D game with these rules called things like "A legend never dies" or "The Legend, yet to be Written". I run DCC so i tried a sort of classless DCC, mostly out of curiosity for what it would feel like. 

    So I ran a game that took place in the early age of my setting and took the events of that game and did my best to look at them from the perspective of thousands of years of retelling the events of that game over and over. fighting off a pack of stone wolves became battling a horde of lycanthropes. Jumping across a small crevice became leaping the span of a canyon (the one the crevice eventually grew into), finding a stone that fell from the sky became hunting a fallen angry god. The sword that became the legendary "Stone Splitter" eventually appeared in a later game and everyone felt what it meant to hold this magic sword who's creation the players had all witnessed.

    What this game was really good for, was creating myths in the setting that the players felt attached to in future games in the setting. They had a point of reference and investment in those tales and legends. I really liked this, it got the players even more invested in the setting. It worked in part because I have a really consistent pool of players and I recognize that this wouldn't really work if you run for people who aren't going to be at your table in the next game after this one.

How to use this class:

    I make no claim, nor will I pretend, that this class is balanced against the others in the rule book. I'll also openly say that there is zero reason you can't do the same thing with the classes in the core book. There is no reason you can't run a game with the Warrior, Wizard, and Thief as presented and spin their stories into the distant future as legend. The reason for this class is to emulate that heroes of myth often fit into more than one of the classes when you look at their stories, so I made the modular Legend Class. What I don't think you should do with this class is use it as part of a game where you use a funnel. 

    There are two ways I recommend using this class:

 

Jason and the Argonauts:  

    In this story we have a who's who of greek myth showing up here. Jason, Orpheus Admetus, Erytus, Echion, Mopsus, Oileus, Philas, Idmon, Castor, Pollux, & Heracles. Chances are you recognize at least one name on that list. when you look at it closely you see that these people are demi-gods, heroes of their own stories, kings, seers, and princes. These are all people that are a cut above the rest in the world of heroics and adventure. This is how the legend role should be utilized. Everyone is a legend, gathering together and setting out on an impossible task worthy of their titles. This is the most straight forward way to use it, everyone is a legend and the story they tell will shape the myths of the future generations.

 

The Odyssey:  

    The Trojan war was, much like The Argo, an assembly of a who's who of the heroes of the era. The journey home, however, was less so. Odysseus, our sole survivor and main character of the story is the focal point. He has strong supporting characters around him, without a doubt, but he's still the focus of the story. In this version of using The Legend we would see everyone roll up a standard character, personally I would give them more heroic stats to back up the idea that they can at least roll with a legend. Then, each player makes their own legend character. Each session a different player puts their normal character aside and plays their legend. This changes each session. The catch is that each person is playing the "same" legend, but much like how myths are conflicting and often interpreted as having different epithets to explain why they are so different in various myths. If someone's legend dies? no, they didn't, because it was just that epithet that died, the others will live on. I particularly like this version because it leaves one character as the focus of the myths you're weaving into the future of the setting but still gets the touch of all the other players, not just in their Legends, but in how they, as the supporting cast, interact with the different aspects of the Legend.

 

 

    So pick up your sword, your song, and your destiny, and write tales that will be told near the fire long after your dice have crumbled to dust.

 

 

 

 

 The Legend

 

 

Ritual Magic and extra spellcaster options

     Playing a wizard in DCC can be brutal. At first level you're packing darn near a 50% failure rate on your magic. Tack on that you probably aren't wearing armor and you're likely not the strongest or most agile person in your party's lineup and a lot of your early levels are spent ducking for cover or shooting a bow into combat. At these levels you might question why you took this class while the rockstar of a warrior is doling out deeds and the thief is opening a lot of fights with critical hits. Wizards have the mechanic of spellburn to support them at early levels, and this can certainly help, but the trade off is that if you use it too much you become dead weight to the party. meanwhile the warrior, cleric, and thief can slug it out in melee and then have their hp recovered with a few lay on hands. for a lot of people, myself included, it feels like the wizard's thing is that they get one big spell every few sessions. To me, that doesn't feel great. It feels like playing the wizard means you get to do one big spell every now and then and spend the next few sessions being carted around in a wheelbarrow. What I want to offer in this post is a way for wizards to just eek out a little bit more of an edge that stops them from losing spells constantly and turning themselves into a mummy to be allowed to cast in the first place.

Art by: Lex Cazimi

 

Rituals

    The DCCRPG offers one such solution called ritual magic on page 124. This section details a lot of cool things, sacrifice, circles of mages, extended casting times, automatic corruption, and rare ingredients. It feels pretty complete and flavorful. It also feels like a lot of things that aren't relevant to an adventuring wizard. On that list two of those things feel like something that an adventuring wizard could pull off easily: the automatic corruption, a great and flavorful option; the rare components, which an adventuring wizard should be drowning in... in theory. Over the years, at my table, listening to tales of other tables, and listening to live plays I've found that these are often forgotten or overlooked because detailing what you rip off monsters and carry around is kinda a pain.

 

    What if we re-defined how rituals worked? Let us say that you can make the appropriate sacrifices, but the appropriate incense, and spend days fasting while preparing the spell and then not have it immediately go off? What I am suggesting is that wizards should be allowed to do work to gain bonuses to their spells ahead of time and then use that bonus later. A single ritual that cannot be added to or bonus altered until the spell is cast. Performing another ritual doesn't give you a new bonus, it just wastes time and resources.

 

Ley Lines

    Ley lines are energy that supposedly flows through mystically important places or places with dense population. These lines of energy are living, they are made up of the same baseline of magical energy that exists within all living things. By spending 1 turn studying the ley line energy in a place a wizard may roll a d20. on a result other than a 1, they gain +1d3 to all spell checks for the next 24 hours. on the result of a 1, they still roll the d3 but subtract that from checks. These ley lines are alive, maybe not in the way you or I understand life, but they do live and they might not like being used as a source. Each consecutive day a wizard draws on the ley lines as a source their chance of failure increases by +1. If a wizard uses the ley lines for 3 days in a row then they risk angering them on a 1-3 on the d20, instead of 1.

 

Extended Casting Time

    This one just outright disagrees with what the book says but I think that the best thing about DCC is that it's so easily home brewed. Under my rules and at my table, a spellcaster may extend the casting time of a spell by the same increment that it normally follows. for example if a spell has a casting time of one action, a character can use their additional actions, including their movement, to add their level modifier a number of times equal to the number of times they extended the casting. For example, if a level 1wizard casts magic missile, which takes 1 action to cast, and spends the entire round doing nothing but casting that spell, giving up their movement, they would add +2, once for being first level and a second time for spending their other action. Lets say they spend the entire next round building up power, this would be a +4 when they release it at the end of the second round. Once power is built in a spell then the wizard must cast it, they cannot hold onto it forever. 

    I like this because it makes the extended casting time viable to an adventuring wizard and gives low level wizards a way to mitigate some of the failure chance without dumping their (likely already low) stats into nothing. This certainly has a flaw, a wizard could just declare at any point "I start to build power for this spell" and then send it off. It's certainly a flaw and requires good judgement and trust that it won't be abused. A penalty to avoid this could be introduced, such as building up more than a +10 to a spell causes corruption or hp damage.

 

Signature Spells

    This one feels like the bread and butter of my table to make wizards feel good. What this means is wizards, goblins, elves and other non divine spell casters select one of their spells which they are better at casting that the rest of their spells. The caster adds their level + ability mod x 2. at each level they gain one additional signature spell from the list of spells they could cast before leveling up. this signature spell cannot be selected from a new spell the character just gained on level up.

Alternative Signature spell: I've seen someone do something similar to the Signature spell but it would be cast at +1d, gaining +1d at each level, up to a d30. once they have a spell being cast using a  d30, they pick up a second signature spell that starts to increase, granting them a second signature spell.

 

Arcane Feedback

    This one is lifted directly from The Index card RPG but works really well for DCC. It just means that a wizard places a d4 in front of them with the 1 facing up. This is added to their spellcasting checks. Each round that they successfully cast a spell they increase the number on the die. once it reaches 4 and they have cast a spell with this +4 bonus they make a roll under check on their spellcasting ability or lose the ability to cast spells for 1d4 rounds. Alternatively you can make them suffer a corruption on a failure.

    I really like this one because it really doesn't matter that much to a really high level wizard but bolsters a low level wizard and encourages them to cast early and often with a small boost to their spell checks.

 

Sacrifice

    The book already covers this one and it doesn't feel like something an adventurers have ready access to. It grants +1 per 5 HD of the creature sacrificed. I think this is fun and interesting but what if that sacrifice is willing? In the netflix version of The Witcher we get this cool scene where one of the mages has a person step up, get sacrificed, and turned into a massive fireball which makes all the other mages gasp in horror. To me, this sounds like something that a wizard might be able to do (maybe after researching a specific version of their spell?) to bolster their own spells. A willing sacrifice might even be worth a bigger bonus than an unwilling one?      

 

Familiars

    One last thing, every wizard gets a familiar. Familiars are fun, they are interesting, they are sources of potential struggle and danger. I know we have a spell called find familiar and the book isn't 100% clear on if a wizard starts play with one. I've seen people say that they have to take the spell, I've seen people say they just get it. It's one of those things that is interpreted differently by different judges. At my table, every wizard starts with a familiar.

 

 Wizards in DCC are meant to feel like they are brimming with barely contained power they don't fully control. They aren't meant to feel safe and stable. I feel like this is why we have corruption, misfires, and mercurial magic. It makes sense that casting is difficult at low levels, the wizard just started their career, but it doesn't feel good to blow your roll to cast all your spells and then stand around and watch everyone else wreck house. As always, let the dice fall where they may but maybe give the wizard a chance to have fun with everyone else at the table.

Crew of The Traitor: Sessions 4 & 5

 

Session 4:

The party investigated some of the mystery surrounding the mudpit before going in. the reason the peace keepers were here was due to some disappearances. A mysterious bronze sword that makes the bearer go mad, a bronze ring that draws in the sanity of anyone who wears it… they took this information and went into the mudpit.

After dealing with some of the local authorities they managed to get into the digsite where the sword was found and locate an ancient book, one that detailed rituals and rites of an unknown and ancient god of humanity. Alistar’s god gave him a healthy warning that the book could be extreme danger but nothing more. They set out to leave the mudpit.

On the return trip from the pit they were attacked by strange kobold’s wearing RED who killed other kobolds, the Red Eye gang. Worrying about overwhelming odds the party fled into Silver Talon territory. Unfortunately the Silver Talons demanded bluebell as payment for safe travel to the surface. Curious about where this was going, Bluebell agreed and told the crew she would see them on the ship soon.

When they returned to the surface Ubo and Alistar returned to the ship and began to discuss locating the captain, rallying more of the crew to search for her. 

Bluebell was taken into what she was able to recognize as the beginnings of a dungeon forming and lead to a collection of human women who lived in the lap of luxury inside a newly forming temple. She learned from them that the kobolds provide for all their needs as long as they pretend to be priestesses of the temple. Bluebell tried to warn them that this place would be a dungeon soon and that they should leave with her. They declined and bluebell pretended to receive visions that lead her and a kobold war party to the surface. Unfortunately this raised tensions between the local goblins and this army of kobolds who came to the surface. The ensuing fight torched a street and ended with the death of 100 kobolds and 2 goblins, a fair trade by kobold standards. 

Bluebell managed to escape the initial explosion by climbing up the side of a building and throwing herself into an open window. She scurried back to the ship and decided to lay low, having sparked a pretty major political incident here in Drebas.

Session 5:

The party searches for the captain in earnest after some prodding from Alistar. They manage to track down a crime boss who claims to have the captain, a goblin known as “astounding”. Ubo doesn't trust her and demands proof of the captain’s imprisonment before they agree to take on her debts. Astounding agrees and shows the party the captain’s foot. Still unconvinced Ubo talks his way into the dungeon below to see the captain herself. 

The party realizes that they can ill afford to pay the captain’s debt and agree to do some work for Astounding until the debt is cleared. They agree to kill a goblin known as Supreme to knock 500 gold off the debt. They head to the tavern where Supreme likes to wet his whistle and locate him. They instantly flip on Astounding and lead Supreme and his milita back to Astounding’s hideout. After a raid on the hideout the party recovered the captain and returned to the ship with only a couple casualties among the milita.

The Captain, missing a hand and a foot now, reveals that she got good intel, there is a man in the jungles near oozeport and he has a map to the shard of radiance tattooed on his back. The crew said this sounded pretty stupid but trust the captain as she had yet to lead them wrong.

Magic Sword: Glade Slayer

Glade Slayer

+1 Planar alloy Chaotic Dagger

5 int (communicates with simple urges)

bane of Unicorns: allied battling against bane gain +2 bonus to all saving throws and morale checks within 100'

punish interlopers and those who interfere

Power: detect sloping passages within 60 ft

attunement
: survive with half ability scores for 3 weeks

designed to function as a tool in addition to being a weapon (carving and general utility knife)

Planar Alloy: highest attribute modifier as an additional bonus to attack and damage rolls (chaotic characters only)

Glade Slayer was created by the mortal man, Vome Magnus the gatebreaker. He earned this title when he took up this dagger to break into the sevenfold glade seeking the well of immortality. He slew it’s guardians, a pack of unicorns, hunting them to near extinction. He created this dagger through dark ritual that involved soaking it in the blood of a unicorn foal.

Sevris was slain by his right hand man, a minion of little note, when he attempted to draw more power from the dagger through a ritual that drained half of his bodily and mental fortitude. It was in this weakened state that his minion slew him in his sleep.

The dagger appears again when the hag, Mother Yisren unearthed it while collecting obsidian for her divination. At first she used it as a normal knife, cutting cord, carving charms, etching bones. In time the dagger would start to urge her to slay people coming into her area of the woods, tax collectors, merchants, visitors seeking her help. Eventually she was burned at the stake and the blade was nowhere to be found.