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What Goes into a Deity's Lair?


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I think that in addition to making it gigantic, magnificent, and memorable in the more mundane way that things like the Parthenon and the Pyramids are, I would also apply a little alternate physics to the mix. After all, the PCs will be entering the realm of the gods. Don't use regular logic, use dream logic.

For example they look behind a chair and find a massive lost room, that hasn't been visited in centuries. "Oh, that's where that went."

The door to a 10x10 water closet opens into a massive, open air fountain room.

When ushered into Bahamut's presence, in his quarter mile long throne room he merely whispers that they should come forward, from his dais on the far side, and they cross it in two steps to take a knee at his feet.
 


Kord is the God of Strength. Imagine the Cribs episode of a Divine Body-by-Jake. A set of pure pure celestial metal weights that gleam like the glittering of the sun on a lake. Kord supports athletics, and holds his own form of the Planar Olympiad, personifying his portfolio (Strength, Athletics, Brawling, and Courage). The greatest warriors of past and present may gain a summons to his realm once a century, and their souls are granted time in Celestia. The true test of Kord's Chosen athletes is the Panathalon, where you must swim, climb, run, ride, and seek only to wrestle with the greatest wrestler of all time in a temple setting.

The players come into a room draped in yellow and red sashes. Echoes of cheers can be heard around the completely empty arena as a man stands in the center of a roped square in a golden loincloth. He raises his giant arms to the heavens, posing in a classical pose before turning around. His long hair is wrapped in various chains and amulets, and he begins to shake the ropes violently while staring into the player's eyes through his yellow and red ...

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The winner of the various events are rewarded handsomely.

Moradin's home is a palatial estate built into a great mountain. Constantly in a state of work, the greatest Dwarven masons are summoned to work for the Soul Forger, while he keeps working on the Paragon Axe. A perfect form of the Dwarven Axe forged from a portion of his divinity, Moradin spends much of his time in the room, peering at his work and manipulating it, then tearing it down again.

Also, the river that runs through the whole of the property? Pure sweet dwarven nectar... A beer waterfall? Yes please.

Bahamut's lair is enormous, and caters to the Draconic loves. Bahamut's hoard consists of a grand room where he has meticulously cataloged the greatest treasures produced by Good men and women. Endless flocks of sheep and other herd animals for the tasting, crystal clear lakes, and a mountain made for training Dragons who would take up the mantle of his Chosen. Bahamut wanders his demense in multiple forms, but spends a good portion of his time near a lake deep in the mountains. There stand five statues of dragons in repose with a humanoid standing before it. These represent the Five Dragons of Io (Aasterinian, Faluzure, Chronepsis, Tiamat, and Bahamut).

Each of the Five created a form of this same lake temple to call upon their family in times of crisis, though Tiamat has destroyed the statue of Bahamut in her own demense, Aasterinian's are portraits hanging in a pentagram around the center of her hoard, and Chronepsis's are actually intricate hourglasses within his Mausoleum, where he counts down their lives just as he counts the passing of all others. Faluzure has lost his in the Desets of Minethys (the plane on Carceri that he resides), though some claim that they remain in a hidden oasis, in the form of five dryadic trees that stretch to the skies, with wind-chimes that are protected from the howling winds of the plane.

Slainte,

-Loonook.
 


Deities and Demigods said:
A hedonistic being, he is known for tackling physical challenges of all sorts just for the fun of it. He is also reputed to have dallied with beautiful humans, elves, or even giants, and tales are told of the great heroes that are born of such liaisons

Oh yes, I forgot about the ladies... You know that dream you have when you are living in a mansion of pure gold surrounded by a bubbling fountain of champagne and surrounded by beauties from every plane of existence? Including that one girl? Yeah, that one.

Kord has twenty five of them. That is his Thursday.

Slainte,

-Loonook.
 

IOW, on his sick days, it looks like this:


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IOW, on his sick days, it looks like this:

I imagine a combination of:

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and

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All ruled by a guy who thinks that this:

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Is not a challenge :D.

Difficulty of Post: You cannot imagine how hard it is to find a SFW picture of Heff... And a picture of Tony Montana without a pile of... pixie dust...

Slainte,

-Loonook.
 

When the party met Kord, in my campaign, the majority of them worshipped him. They didn't meet him in some opulent hall, but rather on the snowy and windblown side of the bare mountain where he was roaming alone.
 

These are some good ideas. In my campaign they'll not actually be meeting Bahamut; he died. They'll most likely meet Kord and Moradin though, as the two gods will stop by to see the mortal heroes, probably in Bahamut's halls.

Looking at those pictures, I think I will give Bahamut a Scrooge McDuck Treasure Horde of Diving; a gold pile that defies the laws of physics and allows you to dive and swim through it. That'd be pretty awesome.
 

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