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5 out of 5 rating for The Bridges we Burn - a Numenera Adventure The Bridges We Burn is a five-part adventure series for Numenera written by Janek Sielicki intended for Tier 3 characters. It’s a Cypher product, meaning that groups in other Cypher games might find a lot to use in here, but it...

I think this one... I think the accumulation rate is fine, slow compared to other magic users but these spells one can use all the time. What I'm pretty much suggesting is that you include some mechanic to temper the "at will" part of word-casting. For instance, a 1st level speaker can use Harm...

Well, that does bring up a contradiction: buffing up a class to resist the drawbacks of its own abilities. The effects on the body of channeling that kind of power should be... the power. Give the speaker spells which give him DR and energy resistance. As far as the spell system, you're making...

It's a really interesting concept, particularly as an alternative to bards, but I don't understand a lot of the abilities. Why would speaking powerful words give them energy resistance or damage reduction? The tattoo ability doesn't really have to do with speaking either, but I think it's a nice...

Epheme becomes more reserved as the other deities arrive. This has happened before, he thinks to himself, no, that's not right, but something like this has happened. It's hazy but I remember all of these beings arriving and then... something happened. Damn! What happened? He turns to ask Whisper...

Epheme seems to relax a little as Anaziel appears. "It's good to see you again," he says and then frowns, "We have met before, haven't we? I seem to be confusing things in my head..." While he speaks, the godling cautiously reaches out and touches Whispers cool hand.

Epheme seems intrigued by Whisper's comparison. It is true that they have much in common, both explorers out to see the world. She seems interested in the activities of mortals, something that Epheme has also been thinking about frequently. He steps outside with the woman and watches in wonder...

The women of the village spend the afternoon applying poultices and salves trying to heal the man they had found, but nothing seems to work. At a loss, they arrange to watch over him in shifts to make sure he wouldn't worsen. One woman volunteers to take the first shift while the others return...

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In a seaside town on the Golden Sea, clusters of women move about. They are gathering berries from nearby bushes, having not yet realized the benefit of farming their own food. As one sets down her reed basket, she glances up in surprise to see a man collapsed by a nearby stream. He looks like a...

First of all, I know how private messages in forums are supposed to work, that's not the issue. I even found the link to my Private Messages on the front page, but when I click on it I get a "You are not authorized" message. How can I not be authorized to see my own PMs? I think this must be a...

Epheme will be back in the thread when I get a good opening. Meo and Shon are... discussing things now, and will be returning as Epheme when the moment presents itself. So when do we find out about the new ranks?

Shon looks about to shout a retort when Meo, steps in front of him. "My brother speaks truly, Mensar, it is impossible for us to see your arrival as anything less than an invasion. To have our father's home overrun by outsiders is insulting and provoking. This is not the time to settle it...

The response makes the brothers' faces twist with anger. "Who do you think you are?" yells Shon, stepping in front of his brother. "What makes some interloper think he can destroy the mystery of this new world at his whim! You are a speck!" As he shouts, he seems to loom ever larger until he is...

Jand is also going to get some sleep and study up on his spells (the usual assortment). I assume we have rooms and such already, should we be paying for those? In Thay, the mere offer of not roasting an innkeeper's skin with magic missiles would be sufficient payment for a night's rest but here...

Meo shifts uneasily. He is sending these things to "scout the area?" For what purpose? Surely there is enough room for everyone to live, unless there is more inland that I do not know about. He frowns, suddenly, If there is, Shon might not be able to come. Unless he is hiding it from me. What is...

Shon gazes down at Martok with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. "Well met, Martok, I am Shon the Vagabond. I was created by Amletan to explore the lands of this new world." He spreads his arms out with a dramatic gesture, "From tropics to tundras and ocean to sea!" His arms drop though...

Shon glances up in surprise at the strange voice. Shielding his eyes, the Vagabond peers into the flames and is surprised to see a humanoid force amid the lava. "Hail, Sir!" he calls, "That is an impressive feat. What is your name and how did you come to such a place?" Nervously he climbs a bit...

Meo grinned at the joke. "Alright then, stranger," he says picking up a shell to examine, "if you are not a child of Amletan, where have you come from? I suppose you just fell out of the sky like rain!" He tosses the shell into the ocean and digs his toes into the sand, reveling in the...

The teams look fine, and I don't mind waiting a little... Are you going to do two separate threads for the two separate teams?