dastardly idea, need input

For some reason I can see this working as a Discworld adventure. I may just yoink this for a GURPS Discworld Hog's Watch Night adventure... But we still need a reason...


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alsih2o said:
i come to you wiht questions, and oyu ask me questions....

um, maybe someone working for the thieves guild? folks on the street singin are easily looted.

maybe someone who feels wronged by the town?

maybe an evil woodland creature who is encroached upon by the town?

i woudl love it if YOU would tell ME why :)

Its a curse, a nasty get back at you rotten people type of curse. Perhaps someone who was run out of town during a high holiday normally known for cheer and goodwill.

Perhaps the Grinch's heart did not grow three sizes that day, perhaps the sound of singing made him twist and curse "Fine, sing will you? While I live in misery up here you sing for joy? Fine then, I will give you people something to sing about!"
 

Maybe a disgruntled bard like in the Ratcatcher of Hamelen? The bard having helped the city/town with for example a vermin problem didn't get payed, but instead of the cliché of having him steal al the children he cursed them with the 'Neverending Christmas Carol of Doom'(C).

Or the bard for years had collected money for the poor and homeless, but as the years went by the people gave less and less (economics failed, crops failed, etc.) till finally this year he was sent away from most doors, some people even cursing him or throwing stuff from their windows.

The meager pickings he managed to recieve he stashed away from view. But not well enough, people new he made his round and two thugs knew he would be passing again. They robbed him as he went into an alley. Unfortunately he put up a struggle and one of the thugs not wanting to attract to much attention grabbed his knife and stabbed the bard. The bard fell and as the thugs ran away with the spoils of their crime they failed to notice the crystal stain in the snow, slowly expanding.

The generous bard always ready to give the last of his possesions to those more unfortunate than him had been weakened due to malnutrition, and the stab was just to much. Dying of bloodloss his spirit is unwilling to leave this plane, cursing his attackers and spiting the uncaring villagers he rises as a ghost, a ghost which as long as it's 'unlive' will keep the curse going.

Just an idea. Which after reading it again seems rather long, ah well ;)
 

dastardly ideas are always so... dastardly...

Ya bum - this idea is so cool, I'm freaking jealous :)


I have a desert adventure coming up, but I needed something that occurs in the city... This will work just great.


Instead of caroleers, I'll just use an item to start it... A single lute that a villains henchman uses to play a common tune. Anyone who starts humming along with saves Will at DC 5 + 1 per person already singing, or else starts singing and walks with the group. Both the lute and the singers have the capability of passing the charm curse along.

Once the group exceeds 20 people, new recruits wander off on their own and start their own group. If more than three groups meet at an intersection, members cross mingle, and one group wanders out of town by the most direct route, heading for the next village/city.

The lutist is immune to the effect, destroying the lute cures everyone. Remove curse/break enchantment type spells only cure one person at a time, and only for 1 minute, then the subject has to start rolling saves again.

a 20 people group is DC 25 will save... seems like some of the party may even start walking around :)

Reason why:
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I have an arch-lich working at recovering a massively powerful artifact from the depths of the underdark under the desert region of a powerful kingdom. To disrupt authority and make them look the other way, he's instigated a resurrection of an ages old war in the desert, and planted this curse charm in the border city of the desert, knowing it'll spread to the kingdom at large and cause massive disruptions to the authorities.
 
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Christmas Spirit! :D :D :D
 

Here's an idea. Ther curse was started by a traveling witch or Mage who was seeking shelter and the people refused to aid him because he didn't belong in the town according to them. He used the curse as a way to kill them with thier own mock love for all "mankind". The spell has since gotten out of hand and he/she has vanished.
 
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Instead of christmas carols, I would to a funeral dirge...like it is a huge group of mourners. And instead of having a person come up with the "curse," why not make it a curse item? Maybe a bard is at the center of it all who grabbed a cursed lute? or maybe there an intelligent and malevolent magical instrument that is seeking to cause mayhem.

Maybe instead of a lute, it could be a jingle bell. :D

** ducks for cover **
 


Macbeth said:
For some reason I can see this working as a Discworld adventure. I may just yoink this for a GURPS Discworld Hog's Watch Night adventure... But we still need a reason...


Millenium hand and shrimp!

I told'em. Buggr'em!

The reason is clear: a wizard/apprentice wanted to cast eagle's splendor to increase his singing talent. But he didn't know that he was in a wild magic zone (the tavern's name "Wild Joint" - or something - could have tipped him of, but he didn't get it - damn low Wis mages!) and the spell went terribly wrong: instead of making him sing better, his song became contagious - as he started to sing, other people started in, and as he stopped, disgusted at his own (still-ugly) voice, the other's didn't. Everyone in the tavern got out, to seek the town mage, but quickly forgot about it as their mind started to revolve around that song and they forgot everything else. The only way to dispel that magic is to have the wizard who started it dispel it - with a dispel magic spell which uses the last verse of the song as verbal component. Of course, noone knows this, and anyway, the wizard fled as he saw what he has done, and finding his master (the town mage) in the Throng ran into the woods to hide and dispair.
 

Oh my......

You've outdone yourself this time, alsih2o! :D

I think this might create quite the opportunity for pickpockets and thieves.

Perhaps it would be used by a non-violent warlord (if there is such a thing) to clear out a town, take everything there, and when the spell wears off the commoners return to normal they re-stock the town with lootables and the warlord comes back for his 'booty'.

Or this could be a spell cast by evil santa's elves(more like gnomes, if you ask me). :p
 

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