I haven’t played warlock, but I’m making an archfey warlock. She’s a variant human with fey touched feat. I had in mind that she knew her patron when she was taken to feywild but idk if that’s ok for the class. She talks very familiarly about her patron and loves gossiping about him. Is this ok to be familiar and know the patron almost as a frenemy?
For pact agreements terms, ik in xge it mentions loose term ideas but do you have ideas for more interesting ones?
Every warlock's relationship with their patron is unique. It can be whatever you imagine. I've played a fiendpact where my warlock rarely heard from his patron. I'm playing a hexblade now where his patron is his intelligent sword, and he is often the thrall of his patron.
There is no wrong answer, which is why warlocks are a cool class!
I envision a group of Warlocks of a Great Old One; their patron is some type of Brobdingnagian ultraterrestrial flatworm in and unreachable realm that is their collective research subject.
They meet routinely to have symposiums about what they've discovered about their Patron, and present papers like "Evidence of the Existence of a Fifth Ventral Eye" and have vitriolic debates on the functions of its identified organs and conjectured aspects of its multi-aeon lifecycle.
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🎵I'm on top of the world, looking down on creation, wreaking death and devastation with my mind.
As the power that I've found erupts freely from the ground, I will cackle from the top of the world.🎵
Patron: Great Old One (Elder Brain) BG: Haunted One 01/05/2022
I was a wizard in an adventuring party. We hazarded the denizens of the Underdark and came up against a pack of drow. We fought and defeated them. The Elder Brain that controlled the drow was angered by our party’s victory, sending a squad of mind flayers to capture and bring us to its presence. It was an ancient, bloated, blasphemous thing. (Thanks, HPL) As the other members of my unfortunate (and of stunned consciousness) party was fed to the eldritch horror, it probed my mind. It had never encountered a living arcane caster before.
Over weeks of torture and experimentation, the fetid abhorrence corrupted my feeble human intellect, transforming me into what I now have become, a warlock.
I learned that the Elder Brain originated from the stars. The thing from beyond reality arrived here when this planet was in its primeval form.
I don’t recall how long I was in servitude of that antiqued, gibbering abnormality when a formidable group of adventurers slaughtered the small pod of Illithids I was accompanying on a mission for the Elder Brain. Because I was far from the hive, my mind was able to right itself from the chthonian, decadent influence. I convinced the group that I had been a slave of the foul creatures and thanked them for my freedom.
Now, I found I was able to probe the vile brain’s knowledge and use that gelatinous abomination’s cosmic power for my own means.
Occasionally, I have flashes of memories from the Elder Brain’s unfathomable number of minds it has consumed.
Eldritch Blast: Green tentacles of energy with other-worldly whispers.
Mask of Many Faces: (mostly the humanoids that the EB has devoured)
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I haven’t played warlock, but I’m making an archfey warlock. She’s a variant human with fey touched feat. I had in mind that she knew her patron when she was taken to feywild but idk if that’s ok for the class. She talks very familiarly about her patron and loves gossiping about him. Is this ok to be familiar and know the patron almost as a frenemy?
For pact agreements terms, ik in xge it mentions loose term ideas but do you have ideas for more interesting ones?
Every warlock's relationship with their patron is unique. It can be whatever you imagine. I've played a fiendpact where my warlock rarely heard from his patron. I'm playing a hexblade now where his patron is his intelligent sword, and he is often the thrall of his patron.
There is no wrong answer, which is why warlocks are a cool class!
Yep. No wrong answer as long as it works with both you and the DM.
I envision a group of Warlocks of a Great Old One; their patron is some type of Brobdingnagian ultraterrestrial flatworm in and unreachable realm that is their collective research subject.
They meet routinely to have symposiums about what they've discovered about their Patron, and present papers like "Evidence of the Existence of a Fifth Ventral Eye" and have vitriolic debates on the functions of its identified organs and conjectured aspects of its multi-aeon lifecycle.
🎵I'm on top of the world, looking down on creation, wreaking death and devastation with my mind.
As the power that I've found erupts freely from the ground, I will cackle from the top of the world.🎵
Charisma Saving Throw: DC 18, Failure: 20d6 Psychic Damage, Success: Half damage
Patron: Great Old One (Elder Brain) BG: Haunted One 01/05/2022
I was a wizard in an adventuring party. We hazarded the denizens of the Underdark and came up against a pack of drow. We fought and defeated them. The Elder Brain that controlled the drow was angered by our party’s victory, sending a squad of mind flayers to capture and bring us to its presence. It was an ancient, bloated, blasphemous thing. (Thanks, HPL) As the other members of my unfortunate (and of stunned consciousness) party was fed to the eldritch horror, it probed my mind. It had never encountered a living arcane caster before.
Over weeks of torture and experimentation, the fetid abhorrence corrupted my feeble human intellect, transforming me into what I now have become, a warlock.
I learned that the Elder Brain originated from the stars. The thing from beyond reality arrived here when this planet was in its primeval form.
I don’t recall how long I was in servitude of that antiqued, gibbering abnormality when a formidable group of adventurers slaughtered the small pod of Illithids I was accompanying on a mission for the Elder Brain. Because I was far from the hive, my mind was able to right itself from the chthonian, decadent influence. I convinced the group that I had been a slave of the foul creatures and thanked them for my freedom.
Now, I found I was able to probe the vile brain’s knowledge and use that gelatinous abomination’s cosmic power for my own means.
Occasionally, I have flashes of memories from the Elder Brain’s unfathomable number of minds it has consumed.
Eldritch Blast: Green tentacles of energy with other-worldly whispers.
Mask of Many Faces: (mostly the humanoids that the EB has devoured)