Brainstorming for tomorrow night's session

[Tewligan]

Intact unanimated skeletons, big ones and tiny ones (pixie skeletons?).

Or even animated skeletons. They're packed like a dozen or so to a crate in a fetal position. When the party pries open a crate with a crowbar, 12 skeletons simultaneously swivel their skulls to silently stare at them. Crate after crate of the same thing - they don't attack, but they're obviously animated.

 

[SableWyvern]

Thanks guys.

I won't tell you want ideas I used - if you check out my Chevaliers de Fleur story hour you might be able to make a guess. Suffice to say, though, that the PCs didn't even end up checking out the warhouses.

 

[arwink]

Freshly cut mind-flayer heads, magically preserved and obviously being stored for something nasty.

It's freaked people out in my games before...

 

[Teflon Billy]

Jesus SHARK.

I've heard rumour that you are producing something for Mongoose and I hope that's true.

The stuff you routinely crank out for us here should be earning you a wider reputation and some money.

 

[SHARK]

Greetings!

Teflon Billy, my old friend! Thankyou! Yes, indeed I am working on several very cool projects!

Do you like my little scenario here? What do you like best about it?

Semper Fidelis,

SHARK

 

[SHARK]

Greetings!

SableWyvern, what kind of future plans do you have for the evil Psionicist?

Semper Fidelis,

SHARK

 

[SableWyvern]

Greetings!

SableWyvern, what kind of future plans do you have for the evil Psionicist?

Semper Fidelis,

SHARK

You'll have to read my Chevaliers de Fleur story hour.

Currently I've only got the background done, but the first session should be posted soon.

I can say though, based on the particularly bad roleplaying at the end of the session, it's entirely possible he'll end up an ally of the PC's.

(In defence of my players, the slaughter they instituted at the end of the session was largely due to 2 years without any of them having done any real RPing, and some therefore itchy trigger fingers).

 

[Numion]

Alien Artifacts. Pieces of strange metal or crystal that somehow radiates vaguely soothing thoughts. Different items would give out different kind of radiations. The items are really forms of art for some psionically inclined race.

Or they could be used for telepathic communication, and the radiating thoughts are "white noise" of this communication. Psionic persons might be able to tune the communicators to contact strange minds accross the planes.

 

[Oni]

Baby oil....