Curses aren’t magic spells: they’re a slow dinner bell for otherworldly proto-gods. OBVIOUSLY.
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Curses aren’t magic spells: they’re a slow dinner bell for otherworldly proto-gods. OBVIOUSLY.
If the brain were a radio receiver (it is), this little bugger would set the dial to whatever the hell channel witches and warlocks listen to.
I showed this art to my mother and she almost threw up. Thats when I knew it was perfect.
Fungus grows well in darkness, and there is nothing so dark as the human heart.
Rust mites: if you take a full set of plate mail and a broadsword be sure to give an unforgettable story in return.
The Mark of the Avenger. A little Final Destination action never hurt anybody.
https://blog.nationalgeographic.org/2013/03/26/zombie-worms-mate-inside-whale-bones/
Fun with fictional parasites and near-instantaneous acceleration! The first entry in a long list of horrible afflictions to share with your players.