The character I’m planning to introduce uses something called the blood axe. It’s basically a great axe that has a d4 percentile roll. On a 4, increase its damage by 1d6. On a 1, get rid of one die for the damage.
He also has this ability that allows him to sacrifice 5 hit points to extend his rage by 1 minute.
Is this good?
*shurg Okay. Sure*
*I was just asking since the first post said that homebrew needed to be checked. Is that like a rule that exists but isn’t really enforced?*
The character I’m planning to introduce uses something called the blood axe. It’s basically a great axe that has a d4 percentile roll. On a 4, increase its damage by 1d6. On a 1, get rid of one die for the damage.
He also has this ability that allows him to sacrifice 5 hit points to extend his rage by 1 minute.
Is this good?
*shurg Okay. Sure*
*I was just asking since the first post said that homebrew needed to be checked. Is that like a rule that exists but isn’t really enforced?*
(Last I checked SpiderQueenYvonne is the current “GM” so your’ll need to check with them. Not sure when/if you’ll get a response though)
The character I’m planning to introduce uses something called the blood axe. It’s basically a great axe that has a d4 percentile roll. On a 4, increase its damage by 1d6. On a 1, get rid of one die for the damage.
He also has this ability that allows him to sacrifice 5 hit points to extend his rage by 1 minute.
Is this good?
*shurg Okay. Sure*
*I was just asking since the first post said that homebrew needed to be checked. Is that like a rule that exists but isn’t really enforced?*
(Last I checked SpiderQueenYvonne is the current “GM” so your’ll need to check with them. Not sure when/if you’ll get a response though)
*These abilities seem balanced enough, and combat isn't a major part of this thread, so you have the OK from me.*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
Her left hand was the one that crushed the newborn creature, and other than the fact that it's soaked in the yellow blood of the creature, there's nothing wrong with it at a glance. *Roll Investigation if you want to explore further*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
Her left hand was the one that crushed the newborn creature, and other than the fact that it's soaked in the yellow blood of the creature, there's nothing wrong with it at a glance. *Roll Investigation if you want to explore further*
Investigation: 27
She notes that this means it wasn't hyde co covering their tracks, as the other arm was replaced, not her left
The character I’m planning to introduce uses something called the blood axe. It’s basically a great axe that has a d4 percentile roll. On a 4, increase its damage by 1d6. On a 1, get rid of one die for the damage.
He also has this ability that allows him to sacrifice 5 hit points to extend his rage by 1 minute.
Is this good?
*shurg Okay. Sure*
*I was just asking since the first post said that homebrew needed to be checked. Is that like a rule that exists but isn’t really enforced?*
(Last I checked SpiderQueenYvonne is the current “GM” so your’ll need to check with them. Not sure when/if you’ll get a response though)
*These abilities seem balanced enough, and combat isn't a major part of this thread, so you have the OK from me.*
*Mk* *intro time* *This is a bit violent, you’ve been warned*
The sound of an alarm goes off in city 58. This sound comes from a bank that wasn’t robbed, but was massacred. The pale white bodies of the murdered lie on the ground, bent in unnatural positions. There are no bloodstains anywhere, even though these bodies seem to have been chopped in half in some places. If you look from above, the bodies spell ‘The vampire king was here’.
*Mk* *intro time* *This is a bit violent, you’ve been warned*
The sound of an alarm goes off in city 58. This sound comes from a bank that wasn’t robbed, but was massacred. The pale white bodies of the murdered lie on the ground, bent in unnatural positions. There are no bloodstains anywhere, even though these bodies seem to have been chopped in half in some places. If you look from above, the bodies spell ‘The vampire king was here’.
*You didn't lie.*
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⌜╔═════════════The Board══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
Her left hand was the one that crushed the newborn creature, and other than the fact that it's soaked in the yellow blood of the creature, there's nothing wrong with it at a glance. *Roll Investigation if you want to explore further*
Investigation: 23
She notes that this means it wasn't hyde co covering their tracks, as the other arm was replaced, not her left
For the faintest moment, you think you see something moving inside of your hand... make a Wisdom Save.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
Her left hand was the one that crushed the newborn creature, and other than the fact that it's soaked in the yellow blood of the creature, there's nothing wrong with it at a glance. *Roll Investigation if you want to explore further*
Investigation: 23
She notes that this means it wasn't hyde co covering their tracks, as the other arm was replaced, not her left
For the faintest moment, you think you see something moving inside of your hand... make a Wisdom Save.
"I don't want to. I'd rather stop them, but I don't know where to start."
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
*I was just asking since the first post said that homebrew needed to be checked. Is that like a rule that exists but isn’t really enforced?*
MY INFO
(Last I checked SpiderQueenYvonne is the current “GM” so your’ll need to check with them. Not sure when/if you’ll get a response though)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Mmm… let me remeet my current host and then we might discuss this topic longer, if such actions would be considered reasonable by you.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*These abilities seem balanced enough, and combat isn't a major part of this thread, so you have the OK from me.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Another street sweeper passes by the firehouse, with the Hyde Co. logo proudly displayed on its side.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Naturally*
Ihtros retreats further into the ethereal plane
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Good morning*
Worship is sat on a rooftop with the hyde Co egg she stole, examining it in an attempt to learn more about it.
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The veins running across the egg's surface pulse rhythmically, every second, exactly to the millisecond. After a few seconds... Worship feels a heartbeat in their chest, perfectly in sync with that of the egg.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She pauses, holding a metal hand against her chest as she feels the beat of both the egg and what's in her chest
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
After about a minute or so, the egg cracks, bleeding a yellow substance profusely from the new opening in its shell. An eye with a triangular pupil and green iris stares out from the hole, looking around before its eye meets yours. The strangest sensation washes throughout your entire body...
Then, with no warning at all, the egg is crushed in your hand. You had no control of your arm as your hand squeezes the life out of this newborn... thing, its yellow blood spurting out from between your fingers. The odd sensation dissipates soon after, your hand relaxing as the crushed corpse falls to the floor.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She seems at the most annoyed with this outcome, "Wasted specimen" She sighs, checking which hand crushed the egg
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Her left hand was the one that crushed the newborn creature, and other than the fact that it's soaked in the yellow blood of the creature, there's nothing wrong with it at a glance. *Roll Investigation if you want to explore further*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Investigation: 27
She notes that this means it wasn't hyde co covering their tracks, as the other arm was replaced, not her left
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Mk*
*intro time*
*This is a bit violent, you’ve been warned*
The sound of an alarm goes off in city 58. This sound comes from a bank that wasn’t robbed, but was massacred. The pale white bodies of the murdered lie on the ground, bent in unnatural positions. There are no bloodstains anywhere, even though these bodies seem to have been chopped in half in some places. If you look from above, the bodies spell ‘The vampire king was here’.
MY INFO
*You didn't lie.*
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
Ruhan squints, then misty steps onto the top of the vehicle.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
For the faintest moment, you think you see something moving inside of your hand... make a Wisdom Save.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Wisdom save: 10
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Slow, wonder how yvonne's doin :3*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND