Friday, December 11, 2015
Procrastination
I can ring a doorbell easily. New things don't scare me. I'm happy meeting people. I'll happily try unfamiliar foods.
The tough thing for me is concentrated work. I procrastinate. It's not as simple as committing to pushing a button. It's pushing a button, then holding it down for two hours. Or at least that's how it seems. It's difficult to hold in my thoughts that beginning is the hardest part, because I can so easily find something else to do.
And beginnings are definitely the hardest. Once you get going, often times it flies by. Get into the thick of a paper and the words will keep coming. Facing that door, knowing that I could just go somewhere else instead of standing at it, waiting to pass through. That's hard. So I turn away. Too often, I turn away.
Even when I get started, a hiccup can bring it all to a halt. Struggling to comprehend a concept in German, or finding no leads on a bit of research I need can push me back to the beginning.
And if you read that, I'm glad you pushed on through.
Aurora
I've always wanted to see an aurora. Not to find my spirit animal etched in glowing lines across the night sky, or behold the magic of it. No, the facts are far more fascinating to me.
Auroras are the eddying solar winds washing across our planet's force field. Well, kinda. If you didn't know, our planet is magnetically active. The action of our iron core generates a magnetic sphere of influence around our planet, which diverts the particles and energy of solar winds. Otherwise we'd be dead, scoured off the face of our planet fairly quickly by radioactive "wind."
Auroras illustrate those solar winds' energies spectacularly. They can be seen where they are bent towards the atmosphere and lose their steam. You know how a meteor superheats and wears that flaming hat of "I'm gonna really fuck you up" when it's careening towards the Earth in movies? It's a similar principle, except with mostly pure energy being dampened and shed through our ionizing atmosphere.
I'd love to sit under it and visualize the stream of energy flying past. Makes you feel small.
Orange Mists
In fantasy worlds, weather can take a turn for the weird. Storms don't just get bigger, they get stranger too.
"At first we thought it a trick of the light. Dust or something kicked up by the wind. Hells, maybe it was, but it weren't no normal dust. Looked vibrant as a fruit and tasted musty. Gave you quite a cough and made you feel a strange kind of chill. Everyone lit up their fires and clutched em like they were life. Worse though, was the animals. I reckon it's cause they can't make their own fire."
Orange mist can be the result of supernatural phenomenon, alchemical explosions, or creeping curses. It causes light obscurement and lasts 2d4 days, or until it rains. While the mists persist, animals in the area must make a charisma save dc 15 or be drawn to sources of heat and exhibit a supernatural ability to detect it within 6 miles. They become hostile to all humanoids using fire and attempt to attack them, as well as gaining 1d4 temporary hit points each turn they spend in the mist.
Deer come stampeding out of the forest, wolves circle towns and rats boil up in the streets, clawing through windows. Settlements that do not utilize fire are safe.
"At first we thought it a trick of the light. Dust or something kicked up by the wind. Hells, maybe it was, but it weren't no normal dust. Looked vibrant as a fruit and tasted musty. Gave you quite a cough and made you feel a strange kind of chill. Everyone lit up their fires and clutched em like they were life. Worse though, was the animals. I reckon it's cause they can't make their own fire."
Orange mist can be the result of supernatural phenomenon, alchemical explosions, or creeping curses. It causes light obscurement and lasts 2d4 days, or until it rains. While the mists persist, animals in the area must make a charisma save dc 15 or be drawn to sources of heat and exhibit a supernatural ability to detect it within 6 miles. They become hostile to all humanoids using fire and attempt to attack them, as well as gaining 1d4 temporary hit points each turn they spend in the mist.
Deer come stampeding out of the forest, wolves circle towns and rats boil up in the streets, clawing through windows. Settlements that do not utilize fire are safe.
A Pipe Runs Through It
The property was over an oil field but my father wouldn't give it up. When he passed, we had the responsibility of dividing it. Dickenson Ranch became another set of coordinates on a landman's county record listing. The rest of the kids and I didn't know how we'd pass the land off.
We decided to have one last adventure in those hills before the pumps and derricks sprouted across it. Sarah and Connor showed up, but our delinquent sister Martha never did. She was busy in Los Angeles doing god-knows-what and wasn't allowed across state lines.
We revisited King Mountain, the largest hill. I even found our scepter. SSCM was burned into the branch near the knot at the top. Connor and I put together a new throne of stones- what we used to call boulders. They'd been immovable. Sarah gathered the white flowers along the King's slopes for a crown.
We sat for a time, Connor and I with our spears and Sarah with her crown, talking about the old days. Martha wasn't here to be the Red Queen, so Connor became a defacto knight of the White Queen's realm. No sense in playing sides anymore. We were all on one, even Martha.
We scratched out initials into the throne and almost even took a picture, but decided against it.
Now pipes vein the hills. Maybe someday they'll serve as gates and bridges for future realms in those hills.
Jellyfish
It surfaced off starboard, rocking the small research vessel. Iridescent spots coated the bell.
"holy shit," Rick said whistling.
"I told ya I weren't shitting ya," Francois, the local fisherman, said.
This beast dwarfed the lion jelly. Medusozoa Leviathani. He had pictures, but they didn't do the creature justice. It looked like a bulge in the ocean sporting a colony of colorful plankton. The thing had to be at least a hundred feet across.
"And you say you're going in with it?" Francois laughed. "I wouldn't go near that even if I had a submarine."
Rick began suiting up while the crew took notes. Even while he pulled the diving suit on he couldn't take his eyes off the thing. The crew wondered aloud why it stayed surfaced so long. Then it hit him. Those spots across it were eyespots. It was watching them too.
"Watch it Rick! You want to stumble over the edge? We're not going in after you."
The spots along the thing were primitive, as with any jellyfish, but the sheer number of them put the things visual resolution well above even predatory hawks.
As Rick stepped into the water, the bell of the beast convulsed once, depressing and drawing water into the bowl to jet away. He barely got ahold of a tentacle before the jellyfish was moving. Water swirled around him and glassy tendrils like the branches of a weeping willow covered him.
Nearby the turbulent water from the jelly's actions could blast Rick off easily, and the waves of the tentacles brought him close each time the thing pulsed.
His thick gloves protected him while he took cuttings and placed them in sample pouches, marveling at the find. Where had this been?
"holy shit," Rick said whistling.
"I told ya I weren't shitting ya," Francois, the local fisherman, said.
This beast dwarfed the lion jelly. Medusozoa Leviathani. He had pictures, but they didn't do the creature justice. It looked like a bulge in the ocean sporting a colony of colorful plankton. The thing had to be at least a hundred feet across.
"And you say you're going in with it?" Francois laughed. "I wouldn't go near that even if I had a submarine."
Rick began suiting up while the crew took notes. Even while he pulled the diving suit on he couldn't take his eyes off the thing. The crew wondered aloud why it stayed surfaced so long. Then it hit him. Those spots across it were eyespots. It was watching them too.
"Watch it Rick! You want to stumble over the edge? We're not going in after you."
The spots along the thing were primitive, as with any jellyfish, but the sheer number of them put the things visual resolution well above even predatory hawks.
As Rick stepped into the water, the bell of the beast convulsed once, depressing and drawing water into the bowl to jet away. He barely got ahold of a tentacle before the jellyfish was moving. Water swirled around him and glassy tendrils like the branches of a weeping willow covered him.
Nearby the turbulent water from the jelly's actions could blast Rick off easily, and the waves of the tentacles brought him close each time the thing pulsed.
His thick gloves protected him while he took cuttings and placed them in sample pouches, marveling at the find. Where had this been?
Little Red
We all know the story of little red riding hood, but this last summer I heard a stranger tale. We were sitting around the fire, and as the storyteller relayed it, she gestured with an antler she'd found earlier in the underbrush.
The story was one of girls and red hoods and forests that at first appeared familiar. A child went to her grandmother's house in the woods. She was sent there by her parents after a string of terrible nightmares. They told her to listen to her grandmother's words. She journeyed over the river and through the- well you know.
Once she heard growling, and a snarling beast approached, but it stopped, cocked its head and sniffed. As if alerted by a scent of easier prey, it took off through the trees.
The little girl arrived at her grandmother's house and approached the well-etched door. Deep grooves crossed it and the frame it sat in. A strong door, thought the girl. One which kept the wolves at bay. It was ajar, so she pushed inside.
The room was dark and strewn with broken furniture and fur. On the floor near her scraps of cloth fluttered in the fresh breeze. She knelt and gingerly touched one. Calico, with lace. Her grandmother's dress, or one of them.
A wet slapping sound and a snap jolted her. The animal was still there. Then from the shadows a huge furred beast approached, far larger than the wolf on the road.
"Ah pup, you're just in time for dinner. The dreams have started, haven't they?"
As the little girl's eyes adjusted to the gloom she saw the ruined form of a stag behind the beast.
The story was one of girls and red hoods and forests that at first appeared familiar. A child went to her grandmother's house in the woods. She was sent there by her parents after a string of terrible nightmares. They told her to listen to her grandmother's words. She journeyed over the river and through the- well you know.
Once she heard growling, and a snarling beast approached, but it stopped, cocked its head and sniffed. As if alerted by a scent of easier prey, it took off through the trees.
The little girl arrived at her grandmother's house and approached the well-etched door. Deep grooves crossed it and the frame it sat in. A strong door, thought the girl. One which kept the wolves at bay. It was ajar, so she pushed inside.
The room was dark and strewn with broken furniture and fur. On the floor near her scraps of cloth fluttered in the fresh breeze. She knelt and gingerly touched one. Calico, with lace. Her grandmother's dress, or one of them.
A wet slapping sound and a snap jolted her. The animal was still there. Then from the shadows a huge furred beast approached, far larger than the wolf on the road.
"Ah pup, you're just in time for dinner. The dreams have started, haven't they?"
As the little girl's eyes adjusted to the gloom she saw the ruined form of a stag behind the beast.
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Wild Magic
I love unpredictable magic. There's a whole universe of possibilities and players never know what will happen. This is why I think that wild magic sorcerers are a wonderful addition in fifth edition D&D. They really sell the class and give it a personality. Sorcerers aren't trained magicians, they're emotionally charged lightning rods of arcane energy. They channel powers beyond their understanding and occasionally they hit oil- or wild magic as the case may be. And those surges can be real gushers.
I've added another 50 effects to the already-awesome wild magic surge table for a nice rounded out 100. Easy on those 1d100 rolls.
Wild Magic Surges:
1)
. Roll on this
table at the start of each of your turns for the next minute, ignoring this
result if on subsequent results
2)
. For the next
minute, you can see any invisible creature if you have a line of sight to it
3)
. A modron chosen
and controlled by the DM appears in an unoccupied space within 5 feet of you,
then disappears 1 minute later
4)
. You cast
fireball as a 3rd level spell centered on yourself
5)
. You cast magic
missile as a 5th level spell
6)
. Roll a d10.
Your height changes by a number of inches equal to the roll. If the roll is
odd, you shirnk. If the roll is even, you grow.
7)
. You cast
confusion centered on yourself
8)
. For the next
minute, you regain 5 hit points at the start of each of your turns
9)
. You grow a long
beard made of feathers that remains until you sneeze, at which point the
feathers explode out from your face
10) . You cast grease centered on yourself
11) . Creatures have disadvantage on saving throws against
the next spell you cast in the next minute that involves a saving throw
12) . Your skin turns a vibrant shade of blue. A remove
curse spell can end this effect
13) . An eye appears on your forehead for the next minute.
During that time, you have advantage on Perception checks that rely on sight.
14) . For the next minute, all your spells with a casting
time of 1 action have a casting time of 1 bonus action.
15) . You teleport up to 60 ft to an unoccupied space of
your choice that you can see.
16) . You are transported to the Astral Plane until the
end of your next turn, after which time you return to the space you previously
occupied or the nearest unoccupied space if that space is occupied.
17) . Maximize the damage of the next damaging spell you
cast within the next minute.
18) . Roll a d10. You age changes by a number of years equal
to the roll. If the roll is odd, you get younger (minimum 1 year old). If the
roll is even, you get older.
19) . 1d6 flumphs controlled by the DM appear in
unoccupied spaces within 60ft of you and are frightened of you. They vanish
after 1 minute.
20) . You regain 2d10 hit points.
21) . You turn into a potted plant until the start of your
next trun. While a plant, you are incapacitated and have vulnerability to all
damage. If you drop to 0 hp, your pot breaks and your form reverts.
22) . For the next minute, you can teleport up to 20 ft.
as a bonus action on each of your turns.
23) . You cast Levitate
on yourself.
24) . A unicorn controlled by the DM appears in a space
within 5 ft of you, then disappears 1 minute later.
25) . You can’t speak for the next minute. When you try,
pink bubbles float out of your mouth.
26) . A spectral shield hovers near you for the next
minute., granting +2 AC and immunity to magic
missile.
27) . You are immune to being intoxicated by alcohol for
the next 5d6 days.
28) . You hair falls out but regrows in the next 24 hours.
29) . For the next minute, any flammable object you touch
that isn’t being worn or carried by another creature bursts into flame.
30) . You regain your lowest-level expended spell slot.
31) . For the next minute, you must shout when you speak.
32) . You cast Fog
cloud centered on yourself.
33) . Up to 3 creatures you choose within 30 ft of you
take 4d10 lightning damage.
34) . You are frightened by the nearest creature until the
end of your next turn.
35) . Each creature within 30 ft of your becomes invisible
for the next minute. The invisibility ends on a creature when it attacks or
casts a spell.
36) . You gain resistance to all damage for the next
minute.
37) . A random creature within 60 ft of you becomes
poisoned for 1d4 hours.
38) . You glow with bright light in a 30ft radius for the
next minute. Any creature that ends its turn within 5 ft of you is blinded
until the end of its next turn.
39) . You cast polymorph
on yourself. If you fail the saving throw, you turn into a sheep for its
duration.
40) . Illusory butterflies and flower petals flutter in
the air within 10 ft of you for the next minute.
41) . You can take one additional action immediately.
42) . Each creature within 30 ft of you takes 1d10
necrotic damage. You regain hp equal to the sum of the damage dealt.
43) . You cast Mirror
Image.
44) . You cast fly on
a random creature within 60 ft of you.
45) . You become invisible for the next minute. During
that time other creatures can’t hear your. The invisibility ends if you attack
or cast a spell.
46) . If you die within the next minute you come back to
life as if by the reincarnate spell.
47) . Your size increases by one size category for the
next minute.
48) . You and all creatures within 30 ft of you gain
vulnerability to piercing damage for 1 minute.
49) . You are surrounded by faint ethereal music for the
next minute.
50) You regain all expended sorcery points.
51) Held item becomes
+1 magic weapon and glows with bright light 10ft. It loses all magic after a
critical hit and is destroyed. Roll on Magic Meltdown.
52) Reverse gravity within 100ft cube for one round.
53) You disappear for 2 seconds, after which you reappear
naked. You equipment is expelled from the extra-dimensional space 1 minute
later.
54) Water you touch freezes for 5ft around the point you
contact. Lasts 1 hour.
55) You appear to be made of the material you were
standing on at the time this was rolled for 1d4 hours.
56) Hold Person cast as a 2nd lvl spell on all
creatures within 60 ft, including yourself.
57) Your spells are accompanied by an enthusiastic
narration declaring their title for the next minute. Ex:“Maaaagic Missile!”
audible for 100ft.
58) Develop allergy
to magic items. Their presence on your person causes you to itch and sneeze,
granting disadvantage on concentration saves and forcing them on each of your
turns. Can only be removed by Remove Curse.
59) Gain 1d20 temp hp. Until you lose them through damage
you gain 10ft extra movement speed.
60) All applicable apertures within 50ft are closed and
sealed as per an Arcane Lock
61) One of your ability scores is increased to 19 at
random for 1 minute.
62) Everyone within 60ft makes a dc 10 wisdom save or has
disadvantage on checks with a random ability determined once for everyone for 1
minute.
63) The next creature you kill explodes into multi-colored
confetti and brown jelly.
64) You take 2d10 radiant damage and nearest ally within
20ft heals that amount.
65) A spherical shell of ice surrounds you. 30hp and
vulnerability to fire. Full cover.
66) Your eyes blaze with baleful light. Immediately make a
30ft cone attack doing 2d8 radiant damage. Targets are blinded until your next
turn. You are blinded for 1 minute.
67) Lose rigid bone structure for 1 minute. Become prone.
Disadvantage on Str checks and saves.
68) A raincloud hovers overhead. It is a 15 ft radius over
the caster for 1 minute. Any beneath it have a 10% chance at the end of their
turn of being stuck by lightning. Dex save dc equals caster save to half
damage. Otherwise, 4d10 lightning damage.
69) Your fists glow and do 1d12 damage instead of 1 and
you have advantage on grapple checks for 1 minute.
70) Changes biological sex to the “opposite” for 1d4 days.
71) Cast polymorph on yourself. If you fail the save, you
turn into a Constrictor Snake.
72) Choose an ally within 30ft and swap places with them
instantly.
73) You leave a trail of caustic fog behind you where you
move. All spaces you occupy until the end of your next turn do 1d6 acid damage.
Dissipates after 1 minue.
74) A large stack of identical books is summoned next to
you. Treat as half cover.
75) A torrent of water spews from your hands 1d4 rounds.
Carried items are pushed 15 ft away, can’t perform somatic components to spells.
You may use your action to aim at an enemy within 15 ft. If they fail a STR
save they are pushed back 15 ft and fall prone.
76) A random exotic language replaces all known languages
for 1d4 days.
77) Make an intelligence save or gain one short term
madness.
78) Make an intelligence save or gain one long term
madness.
79) A pair of ethereal arms sprout from your back wielding
two sickles. They may make two attacks on a valid target at the end of your
turn (+2 1d4 force damage) for 1 minute.
80) You have a vision of the future in which you have
married your current enemy and lived out your golden years with them. Try as
you might, you cannot bring yourself to harm them in the face of the vivid
images, and they feel the same if they fail a Cha save. Grudges remain, and
you’re still aware that they’re enemies, but neither of you may harm each other
until the visions abate in 1 hour.
81) Roll for a minor magical mutation. It fades after 2d6
days.
82) 30ft radius around you becomes a temporal distortion
zone for 1d4 days. 50% chance 1/100th speed, 50% chance x100 faster
speed.
83) Grow gills allowing waterbreathing for three days. You
crave saltwater.
84) You smell very strongly for 1d4 days. Roll 1d4 1)
Cinnamon 2) Chlorine 3) Feces 4) Totally nothing. Animals can’t smell you even.
85) Your eyes and ears fall off harmlessly, but you may
still sense through them at any distance. They may be easily reattached and
removed for the next 1d4 days. If at the end of this period they are not
attached, they are actually severed.
86) Flaky fungus grows from your clothes and the walls and
floor within 20ft in a puff of spores. Dc 15 Nature to craft into poison that
does 2d10 poison damage if the victim fails a dc 10 con save. They wither over
the next day unless in damp darkness.
87) Your hair and nails grow an inch per minute for the
next hour. That’s five feet.
88) You are disoriented. You lose all memory of location,
and direction for 1 day.
89) Gout of flies fly from mouth for 1d4 rounds. Con save each turn or lose your action.
90) The caster
begins aging 5 years an hour. When they reach 100 years, they die, and an
infant crawls from their body’s skin. It continues to age at the same rate
until it reaches 20. Same character, same memories.
91) A black tree erupts from the
ground in front of you. If anything dies in the presence of the tree, the tree
sprouts a hard, spiny fruit with the creature’s soul inside.
92) Surfaces within 20ft are
contorted with faces and mouths that shriek and bite, becoming difficult
terrain. They become de-animate after 1 minute.
93) Grasshopper legs. Double jump distance, but noisy movement.
Lasts 1 hour. You shed the carapace, revealing your boneless grub-like legs.
Bones regrown in 1 hr.
94) Grow gourds every
time you tell the truth for the next hour. If eaten, they heal 1hp.
95) Floating glyphs
surround caster.
96) Corpses of the last 4
humanoids you’ve spoken to appear around, bloody.
97) A random item you’re
carrying becomes sentient and capable of telepathic communication for 1d4 days.
Insists it was always sentient and will sleep again.
98) Small white worms
crawl from your pores. Any disease or poison is removed.
99) The end of a silk rope protrudes from your mouth. If pulled
on, it reveals itself to be 50ft long.
100)
Everyone within 6
miles knows your name, general description and last 12 seconds of action.
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