Recent content by Jon Potter

Thank you very much, carrot. The characters weren't really very high-level at all, due mainly to character (and player) attrition. Morier was the highest level - at 10th I believe. And he had a Divine Avatar template that made him quite durable. The other characters were a bit behind him on...

I worked on my new, non-D&D game, of course. Oh hell yeah. I've been doing this every week for several years. And now, suddenly... I'm not. Maybe that is what happened... or will happen if we decide to pick it back up in the future as Kristeneve suggested we might. I really did try to leave...

That would definitely have been fitting, particularly for Morier. But the problem with that is that I wouldn't want to force that kind of tie on a character. I'm glad that you've enjoyed it. It's definitely been fun to write and post.

Huzair's very... open-minded. :-S

A warm feeling? A pat on the back? A lollipop? I didn't really have to decide that since we ended the campaign in order to try something else. Although I was thinking along the line of a free template, a level-up, or something on that level, pretty much anything they cared to ask for would have...

[Realms #505] The One Where Everybody dies At Aphyx's words, a look of panic crossed Maleko's face. "No!" he pleaded. "Don't drink my blood!" Aphyx chuckled and glanced over her shoulder at the mage-priest in a coquettish manner. "Your blood?" she smirked. "I'm going to drink your soul, little...

Nice, HM. I agree: you really can feel Halloween all over this write-up.

[Realms #504] No Way Out Morier sagged in the spell's grip, the hopeless weight of despair finding a home on his heart. "But who to sample first, eh Morier?" the goddess asked, eying Ledare and Maleko as if they were entrees on a buffet. "The elf intrigues me; as I said he's a bit of an...

That's very generous of you, HM. What you really hear is a mortally-wounded campaign dragging itself toward the finish line, inch-by-grueling-inch.

[Realms #503] Race to the Finish, part 4 Ledare and Maleko had scaled the hip and faced the daunting swell of the belly rising up ahead to their left when the air around them sizzled with magic. Maleko looked around frantically, sure in his heart that the rats had caught up to them. Of course...

[Realms #503] Race to the Finish, part 3 His body resisted his attempts to master it. His limbs felt like insensate things of lead. His guts kept clenching spasmodically, ready at any moment it seemed to disgorge the contents of his stomach. Every fiber of his being wanted to flee from this...

[Realms #503] Race to the Finish, part 2 Not taking his eyes off the distant carpet of rats, Maleko dug in his pocket and produced a tiny vial that he held out to Ledare. It was little bigger than a shot glass with a stopper of pewter worked into the delicate shape of a hummingbird. "Ledare...

Well, I, for one, am looking forward to it! Get writin'!, ya slacker. :D

[Realms #503] Race to the Finish, part 1 Maleko stopped what he was doing and looked at Ledare intently. She in turn was looking at him with a somewhat glassy sheen to her eyes. She waved his sword at him and asked, "Maleko, have you anything to start a fire?" It didn't take a genius to figure...

These are actually something slightly different. It's a Demon Flock from the 3rd party PDF Bodies and Souls: 20 Templates. Essentially a demon that possesses a swarm. And this is the 3rd time the players encountered this Demon Flock, known affectionately amongst the faithful as The Voice of...