I'm just saying, if he happened to die (which would never happen), his corpse might look like that. Perhaps if it was a fall? 
CSI: Sharn (Help create 100 corpses)
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158. For the first time the Dragons had sent an ambassador to Sharn, a quiet and unassuming Bronze named Vertigon. He lived quietly, spending much of his time in the guise of a human, reading in the libraries, visiting the finest restaurants, never seeming to either ask nor answer many questions, and meeting with the local heads of the Dragonmarked Houses.
Given the size of the room his body was found in it is likely that he died in human form, else he would never have fit through the door. As it is the room can barely contain his corpse.
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Given the size of the room his body was found in it is likely that he died in human form, else he would never have fit through the door. As it is the room can barely contain his corpse.
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160. The stone walls of the room are partially melted, and the wood deeply charred. Of the adventurers only blackened outlines remain. According to the sole remaining witness the last word spoken by a member of the group was 'whoops!'
The Auld Grump, like that never happened to you....
The Auld Grump, like that never happened to you....
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162. Not yet a corpse, but barring the immediate aid of healing magic there is nothing to prevent the victim from becoming one.
The victim, a changeling, has been strapped to a table, his skin cut by a razor sharp blade, and pinned back, exposing his anterior flesh, bone, and muscle. The pins are silver, and the cuts show exquisite delicacy.
163. The victim is found in a bloody spread near the bow of a ship at harbor - chunks of flesh still caught in the anchor chain, and flies buzz around the chainport and locker....
164. Why was the miller nailed to his millwheel? And did he drown, or was there some other cause of death, bruising from either the millrace or many, many blows darken the corpse.
165. And who crushed the miller's wife between the millstones?
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The victim, a changeling, has been strapped to a table, his skin cut by a razor sharp blade, and pinned back, exposing his anterior flesh, bone, and muscle. The pins are silver, and the cuts show exquisite delicacy.
163. The victim is found in a bloody spread near the bow of a ship at harbor - chunks of flesh still caught in the anchor chain, and flies buzz around the chainport and locker....
164. Why was the miller nailed to his millwheel? And did he drown, or was there some other cause of death, bruising from either the millrace or many, many blows darken the corpse.
165. And who crushed the miller's wife between the millstones?
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Ooops!
I guess I should have read this thread before going on that killing spree!
From a case in the city of my birth (and slightly embellished):
166+ A family tavern in which the entire family has been slain by heavy crossbow bolts and deep cuts and stab wounds from largish knives, but for two children found cowering & nearly catatonic in the coldest, darkest part of the wine cellar. Also among the dead is a city watchman who was moonlighting as a bouncer in the tavern.
The children are taken to a healer.
A few days later, 2 more bodies are found in the street near another tavern in the neighborhood, each with property on their persons known to have belonged to the deceased tavern owners.
(The killers were the watchman's patrol partner and her 2 cousins. She was also moonlighting at the same tavern with her partner and masterminded the heinous crime. As they squabbled over the take, she killed her cousins.
Once they recover, the children can ID her from the original crime.)
I guess I should have read this thread before going on that killing spree!
From a case in the city of my birth (and slightly embellished):
166+ A family tavern in which the entire family has been slain by heavy crossbow bolts and deep cuts and stab wounds from largish knives, but for two children found cowering & nearly catatonic in the coldest, darkest part of the wine cellar. Also among the dead is a city watchman who was moonlighting as a bouncer in the tavern.
The children are taken to a healer.
A few days later, 2 more bodies are found in the street near another tavern in the neighborhood, each with property on their persons known to have belonged to the deceased tavern owners.
(The killers were the watchman's patrol partner and her 2 cousins. She was also moonlighting at the same tavern with her partner and masterminded the heinous crime. As they squabbled over the take, she killed her cousins.
Once they recover, the children can ID her from the original crime.)
167. A half-elf male and a half-orc female, both in their mid-20's, their corpses still entwined in the act of making love. A single spear has been plunged through his back and into and through her chest, pinning them both to the shabby inn bed. The inn in question rents rooms cheaply, often by the hour, and the clerk can identify the man as a local gigolo (if you can push him from Indifferent to Friendly). The half-orc woman's clothing appears well-made, but not extravagant, and her purse and other valuables are still in the room, untouched from where she laid them.
168. A Lich walks up to your corner table in the tavern where you routinely dine on Wednesday nights..."In 1000 years of searching, I have not been able to discover who is responsible for my death- and I so badly want my revenge!"
169. A body of a man wearing saffron robes is found in the middle of the road, his throat marked by ligatures. Despite the manner of his death, his countenance bears a blissful smile. A peasant's staff and beggar's bowl (nearly empty) sits beside him- even the small wooden cup of water in his hands seems undisturbed.
170. The body of a man clad entirely in the black of some Eastern rogue covered by a bluish tabard lies in a pool of blood...next to what is evidently his own spine!
169. A body of a man wearing saffron robes is found in the middle of the road, his throat marked by ligatures. Despite the manner of his death, his countenance bears a blissful smile. A peasant's staff and beggar's bowl (nearly empty) sits beside him- even the small wooden cup of water in his hands seems undisturbed.
170. The body of a man clad entirely in the black of some Eastern rogue covered by a bluish tabard lies in a pool of blood...next to what is evidently his own spine!
In retrospect, 168 should have been:
A clutch of Zombies walk into the bar, each one dressed in the togs of the band of troubadours who had played in the tavern not a fortnight before...
The lead zombie, still corpulent and bearded rasps "Weeeeeeeee wouuuulllllld beeeeeeeee graaaaaaaatefuuulllll iffff yoouuuuuu wouulllld briiiiiing ouuuuuurrrrr kiiiillerrrrr tooooo juuuuusstiiice"
"Brainssss!"
"Brainssss!"
"Weeeeed!" *smack* "Brainssss!"
"Brainssss!"
The others chime in...
A clutch of Zombies walk into the bar, each one dressed in the togs of the band of troubadours who had played in the tavern not a fortnight before...
The lead zombie, still corpulent and bearded rasps "Weeeeeeeee wouuuulllllld beeeeeeeee graaaaaaaatefuuulllll iffff yoouuuuuu wouulllld briiiiiing ouuuuuurrrrr kiiiillerrrrr tooooo juuuuusstiiice"
"Brainssss!"
"Brainssss!"
"Weeeeed!" *smack* "Brainssss!"
"Brainssss!"
The others chime in...
171. The victim is a teenager, male, and belonging to one of the houses. He is fairly important. He died from a fall from one of the tallest towers.
Investigation reveals the local teens are into "Splatting". It's a sort of race where two people have feather fall tokens, and jump from a tall tower. The goal is to be the first one on the ground safely, but to do that, you have to be the last one to use your feather token. So it's a free fall race to the ground, but apparently the victim's token didn't work. Either he had a used up one, or didn't activate the one he had.
Splatters.
Investigation reveals the local teens are into "Splatting". It's a sort of race where two people have feather fall tokens, and jump from a tall tower. The goal is to be the first one on the ground safely, but to do that, you have to be the last one to use your feather token. So it's a free fall race to the ground, but apparently the victim's token didn't work. Either he had a used up one, or didn't activate the one he had.
Splatters.
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172. The drowned corpse of the halfling is small, but the drain that it is lodged in is smaller. Also small is the bag of stolen shards, tied to the halfling's belt, that is caught in a small gap in the pipe. Had the thief been willing to untie the bag from his belt it seems likely that he could have escaped the confines of the drain before the rising waters caught him up....
The Auld Grump, casting Raise Dead on a well loved thread....
The Auld Grump, casting Raise Dead on a well loved thread....
173. A young backwoodsman's body is found on the shore of a river where he and his buddies had been noodling for fish. They had last seen him when something in the water dragged him under, screaming, presumably a large water predator.
The body, however, belies that theory: aquatic predators don't shear off limbs with surgical precision.
The body, however, belies that theory: aquatic predators don't shear off limbs with surgical precision.
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174. The young female elf's death did not go unwitnessed, though the location of her corpse remains unknown. The killers left an odd scrying mirror in the room that she had been sealed in. Another mirror, showing her slow death by hunger and thirst as it was reflected in the first mirror, was sent to her father's home. On the bricks that sealed what had been the door to her death chamber was written the word 'Remember'.
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