Looking for ideas of cool 'living' ships. Some thoughts so far have been.
A Dracolich reformed into the shape of a boat before having the soul infused. It hates the crew but is magically bound to obey (to some extent).
A giant mimic. Probably has a giant toothy mouth on the prow, which is also probably where you board it from.
A Hive ship, which is to say a hive of large ants or formians act as a maintenance system of some kind.
A Dragonfly with sweet looking solar sail dragonfly wings.
Tried this in general with no responses so maybe folks have ideas here.
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"Where words fail, swords prevail. Where blood is spilled, my cup is filled" -Cartaphilus
"I have found the answer to the meaning of life. You ask me what the answer is? You already know what the answer to life is. You fear it more than the strike of a viper, the ravages of disease, the ire of a lover. The answer is always death. But death is a gentle mistress with a sweet embrace, and you owe her a debt of restitution. Life is not a gift, it is a loan."
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Looking for ideas of cool 'living' ships. Some thoughts so far have been.
A Dracolich reformed into the shape of a boat before having the soul infused. It hates the crew but is magically bound to obey (to some extent).
A giant mimic. Probably has a giant toothy mouth on the prow, which is also probably where you board it from.
A Hive ship, which is to say a hive of large ants or formians act as a maintenance system of some kind.
A Dragonfly with sweet looking solar sail dragonfly wings.
Tried this in general with no responses so maybe folks have ideas here.
"Where words fail, swords prevail. Where blood is spilled, my cup is filled" -Cartaphilus
"I have found the answer to the meaning of life. You ask me what the answer is? You already know what the answer to life is. You fear it more than the strike of a viper, the ravages of disease, the ire of a lover. The answer is always death. But death is a gentle mistress with a sweet embrace, and you owe her a debt of restitution. Life is not a gift, it is a loan."