Game Props, hook horrors, and the Underdark

I love game props.  Letters that are meant to have been written in character, maps, the whole shebang.  For a long time, I have wanted to run a Deck of Many Things encounter using an actual Tarot deck.

So, along comes Spring.  Not only does my lovely-and-adoring-girlfriend-yet-wife-to-be have a Tarot deck, she has two!  So I got to pick through them and find the one with the better pictures.  And let me tell you, the Robin Wood Tarot deck is awesome for this purpose.  Ninety percent of the cards used in the Deck of Many Things have illustrations which give a very accurate representation of what is about to happen to you.  I liked seeing the expression on the drawing player’s face between the point when he looked at the illustration and when we looked it up.

Also, Encounter!  Since this campaign looks like it is going in a ‘wandering-through-the-wilderness-Star-Trek-Voyager-style’ kind of direction, I figured I needed an actual encounter table.  I can now honestly say I am working on a comprehensive Underdark encounter table.  I hope to make it suitable for all levels, but it might just be for higher level characters.  Once the group is OUT of the Underdark, I promise to post the table as a resource for other DM’s.  (Of course, since I seem to be the only DM who is still a chest beating, knuckle dragging third edition player, I don’t know how many folks would get any use out of it.)

Since last game was Spring’s first experience with the Underdark, I thought that it would be a good time to show her WHY no one wants to go there.  I think I have done a fairly good job of painting a terrible picture of the dark underbelly to the typical D&D world.  Which brings me to my triumph from last game.  The PC’s got beaten up and robbed by hook horrors!  Why am I so excited?  It was the first time I have ever had a random encounter where the PC’s got defeated, yet still lived through it.  Having been on the receiving end of a few ‘beaten and robbed’ scenarios in my day, I must say it felt good to be the one on the kicking end.  Not that I would seek such a scenario as a DM (which would be wrong) but I am certainly not above taking a small amount of sick pleasure in such activities when they do come along through natural happenstance.

Still not up on the recent activities?  Check out Spring’s blog for up to date game synopses.  (Well, reasonably up to date.  Give her a break, she works like sixty hours a week.  What do you guys expect her to do, blog every game the second that we wrap up?  Geez, give her some breathing room you jackals…)

Till next time (which will be later tonight or sometime tomorrow)

Deities of Valt pt 9

If anyone wants a specific deity (either one I have mentioned, or one you are sure exists) then holla out!  The biggest roadblock to me posting stuff is not knowing if people are even interested in it.  So if you have something you want to see, lemme know!

Ugorcil (oo-GORE-sill)
The Unmaker, the Patient One, Father Death, Rattlefeet
N Greater Deity of the Fathomless Castle

Pantheon: Death (Head of Pantheon)
Portfolio: Death, the dead
Domain: The Endless Grounds
Allies: Ilsandir, Olthus, Lukal, Abin
Enemies: Horonar
Superior: None
Symbol: A skull with three eyes
Worshipper Alignment: Any
Favored Weapon: Terminus (longsword)
Cleric Domains: Death, Knowledge, Fate, Protection, Destruction

Summary: The god of death is a silent deity.  None have heard him speak, and it is said that to hear a single word from his mouth is to die.  To gaze upon whatever lies beneath his gray cloak and cowl is to be destroyed utterly, annihilated from the cosmos.
                Ugorcil himself promotes the sanctity of death.  Although he does not oppose undead, he opposes pulling creatures from the natural cycle, or removing their energy from the universe entirely.  (Even undead such as liches and vampires can be slain, and to the long viewing eye of Ugorcil, they are barely longer lived than mortals.)
                From his home in the Endless Grounds (an enormous cemetery which stretches for miles in all directions, including into subterranean crypts) the Patient One waits.  What he bides his time with is a mystery.  If he has any long-range plans, then they too are a mystery.  He is seen by his four children only rarely, and visitations to deities beyond the death pantheon are rarer still.
                Like all of the deities of Valt, Ugorcil will take to the field of battle against Silduggis and his minions.  Although this is rare, the sight of the Unmaker bearing down upon his enemies atop an ashen colored steed, his rusted longsword in hand, is often enough to scatter even the most hardened of combatants.

History/Relationships:  The death pantheon of gods was brought to Valt in order to provide an afterlife.  The progenitor of the elves found Ugorcil and his children roaming the endless void between the multiverses and brought them to Valt.  Their background before that is a mystery, and if any of the other ‘immigrant’ gods have prior knowledge of them, they do not speak of it.  The precise relationship of the death deities is also a little hazy.  While their respective clergies claim that the four minor death deities are Ugorcil’s children, there is no mention of a second parent.  Whether they were sired with mortals, extraplanar beings, or some long dead god, none can say.
                Ugorcil and Toben have some kind of arrangement between each other, although the two have never met face to face.  Only by mutual agreement from the two of them can a mortal be elevated to divinity, since to become a god requires knowledge of the secrets of life and death, and only the gods of those things can impart such secrets.
                Ugorcil’s allies are his children.  Although the four of them bicker and squabble between each other, they support their father in all things, and obey his direct orders without question.  Supposedly, he can speak with them without killing them, although this may be idle boasting on their parts.  By and large, the majority of dead souls are harvested by the children of Ugorcil, and he only collects souls in person that are of great import to whatever secret plans he has.
                Ugorcil’s only foe is Horonar, who occasionally opposes him.  Horonar is not known as He Who Would Not Die for no reason, and the god of warriors occasionally tries to protect a soul whose time has come.  On these occasions, the two gods often come to blows for the fate of the soul.  Most of the time, Ugorcil wins, although he has been known to give a mortal under Horonar’s protection an extra measure of time.  Most deities do not doubt that he could overcome Horonar if he wished.  The only soul that Ugorcil has found himself unable to reap is that of Horonar himself.

Manifestations: Manifestations of Ugorcil are rare in the extreme.  When he does appear, it is to collect some soul that is of great importance to him, although the reasons for this are seldom clear.  He is a tall, thin deity of indeterminate sex, completely concealed beneath a long gray cloak and hood.  His hands are gloved, and no being, mortal or otherwise, has ever glimpsed so much as an inch of his true form.
                Ugorcil does not speak.  When he is dealing with other deities, his children speak on his behalf.  To beings of non-divine origin, he does not need to speak.  His communication extends beyond telepathy.  Instead of communicating mentally, his will is merely made known.  Any mortal dealing with Ugorcil instantly knows anything they deity might need to say, as if it had already been said.

THE CHURCH
Priests: Gray Fathers (or ‘Cloaks’ behind their backs)
Alignment: N
Classes: Cleric

Dogma: All you know shall pass away.

Day-to-day activities: The Gray Fathers spend their time ministering to the dead, remembering those who have come before, honoring whatever funerary practices the culture that they belong to holds dear, and counseling the living.  They preach that the Unmaker represents not merely the death of the living, but also the death of thoughts, ideas, and feelings.  All things must pass in their time, and be swept away by Ugorcil.  They are patient and contemplative, spending much of their time in silent meditation, trying to learn the secrets of life and death.
                Those Gray Fathers who live in a populated community, as opposed to an isolated temple, are often detached from the city itself.  They do not seek to help (or harm) people, but instead wait patiently for others to come to them.  When help is asked for, it is given willingly.

Worship Locations: Ugorcil’s temples are often somber affairs.  Although they may be fancy, with carvings and statues and paintings, such decorations will still be tasteful and understated.  Furnishings tend to be gray or brown, with little or no adornment.  They prefer stone buildings with no windows.  They also maintain appropriate land and equipment for whatever funerary traditions are customary in their location.  This means that there is usually a sizeable cemetery attached to the church, and often catacombs beneath it.

Affiliated Orders: None, although many of Ugorcil’s temples host monastic orders unaffiliated with the church.

Apostasy: None.

Vestments: Gray Fathers wear gray, appropriately enough.  The hues vary from ash to charcoal.  Occasionally black or white is used to accent their attire.  Most wear simple robes, usually hooded.  The holy symbol is worn on a pendant around the neck, and is most often carved from stone, although metal and bone are also common.

Holy Days/ceremonies: The Gray Fathers celebrate no holy days.  They are masters of funeral customs, however, and observe any funeral or death related ceremonies that are traditional in their location.

Oath: The Oath of Silence.  The priest vows to never speak again.  This includes vocalizations of any kind, including laughter, snorting, or other non-lingual vocalizations.  In exchange for their commitment, such priests are under the permanent effects of the Deathwatch spell, and gain the Silent Spell feat.

Glaschilde’s Gauntlet

I have already received at least one question about the magical glove that Gurdren Whitecowl wears.  So, without further ado, I present to you the first artifact that Spring has seen (used) in a game:

Glaschilde’s Gauntlet
                These gloves were created by a powerful mage named Glaschilde.  Unlike most artifacts, its creator is well documented by history.  Glaschilde was the Wizard of Stone from 1506 SC to 1412 SC.  An arcling raised amongst dwarves, he is most known for crafting the Tectonic Stave.  While the Stave is unique and powerful, the multiple Glaschilde’s Gauntlets he made have enjoyed much more use since his death.
                Glaschilde created the first gauntlet as a wedding present for his daughter-in-law (herself a powerful mage) although many individuals requested individualized versions for themselves in the years to come.  No accurate count has been made of how many of these gloves are in existence.  The Whitecowl clan considers these items to be family heirlooms, and have been known to buy, steal, or kill for these gauntlets.
                These gauntlets appear to be made of snakeskin.  In reality, they are made of dark, supple leather.  The ‘scales’ are found along the back of the gloves and fingers, and are actually made of thin pieces of stone.  The colors vary, although most of them are green or brown.

Powers
                Glaschilde’s Gauntlets are always found singly, never in pairs.  Their first power is that they can be used with another gauntlet on the other hand.  Even if the opposing gauntlet is part of a set (such as Gauntlets of Ogre Power) it will still function as if the Glaschilde’s Gauntlet is its mate.
                The gauntlet also functions as a +2 weapon when used to make unarmed strikes or touch attacks.  In addition, using a successful touch attack with the gauntlet, the wearer may cast a targeted Dispel Magic (caster level 10) at will.  Once per day the glove can cast Dismissal as if they were a 15^th level caster.  Furthermore, the glove itself counts as two distasteful items for the purposes of the Dismissal spell.
                If the wearer strikes an opponent with a successful unarmed strike, he may activate a Flesh to Stone effect on the opponent as a free action. (Fortitude DC 20 negates)  In addition, the wearer may use Stone to Flesh at will.

Drawbacks
                The first drawback is not one inherent to the item itself.  The Whitecowl clan of dwarves, to whom Glaschilde belonged, claim that all of these gauntlets were supposed to be returned to the clan after the death of their original owners.  As such, they claim that any of them NOT in the possession of the clan are stolen property.  They will take whatever action is necessary to return them to the clan’s possession.
                In addition, each glove was originally created for a single wearer.  Although none of those original wearers are still alive, the gauntlets were designed not to function when used against their original wearers.  Each time one of the touch attacks with the gloves critically fails, the wearer has a 1% chance to be petrified, with no save.  In this event, the glove is unaffected, and may be removed from its petrified (former) owner.
                Finally, the Dispel Magic ability of this glove fails against any spell cast by a cleric of Moradin.  If the clan patriarch of the Whitecowl clan is ever targeted by the petrification ability, it fails.  (Note that the petrification ability fails whether he was hit with a touch attack or he was wearing the glove and critically failed an attack.)

The Unexpected

      Many times, I have heard people comment that I run a good game.  To be honest, I think that’s true.  But I didn’t get that way by being talented.  My first games were terrible.  I got to be a good DM by being a very bad one, and learning from my mistakes.  One of the lessons I have learned over the years is that you have to be prepared for anything.
      I have seen players in a number of games decide not to take a certain course of action because they think “the DM doesn’t want/didn’t plan for them to do that.”  To be honest, I hate that excuse.  A good DM should be able to adapt to anything the players decide to do.
      Any plot I have is nebulous at best.  My plots for my campaigns tend to be a loose if/then arrangement, which tends to work out fairly well.  If you look back over the course of the game, I can point out several examples.  Most of the NPC’s that Natalia opposes or runs around with could have gone either way.
      If Natalia had decided that she liked Virbiene and Vueliss, then the story would have been different.  To be more specific, Vueliss and Virbiene would not have been evil.  They would have been goodly (okay, Vueliss would have been neutral) and some other figure would have been the villains.  I have notebooks full of information the PC’s don’t know.
      What many DM’s don’t seem to realize is that information the players don’t have is information the player’s don’t have!  They can’t call me on it, since they don’t know I changed it.  I’m not saying I make the whole thing up as I go along, but I have multiple different ideas for ways the game could go, and I stat up NPC’s and monsters once it becomes clear that such things are needed (usually one or two weeks before it comes up).
      But sometimes, the players throw a curveball at you.  Now, I never give my players an impossible situation.  Almost every conundrum the players encounter has at least one (and usually three, that’s my benchmark) ways to solve it.  I also try not to force the players down one of those paths if they come up with a different solution.  Which brings us to the Underdark.  Now, escaping Fasset through the Underdark is something I never, never thought that PC’s would do.
      Probably because it’s insane.
      When Phil suggested going through the Underdark, I was shocked.  I took a step back, and threw them a little bit of RP that I could hem and haw through while I mulled the Underdark over.  I also excused myself to grab a soda and hit the bathroom, in order to gain a brief amount of time to figure some necessary details out.
      The first conclusion I came to was that I am awesome.  I wanted Fasset to seem hopeless and scary, but how terrible must it seem to my players when they think that going through the myriad horrors of the Underdark (drow, duergar, illithids, hook horrors, gibbering mouthers, tanaruks, umber hulks, green slimes, grell, drow, earth elementals, deep dragons, aboleths, troglodytes, kuo-toa, drow, cave trolls, kobolds, goblins, and oh did I mention friggin DROW?) seems like a good idea in comparison?
      So, I guess goal achieved on that front.
      The second conclusion I came to was that I could handle this.  So I went back to my old notebooks of ideas I never got to use.  See, with my method of DM’ing, I always wind up with more ideas than ever get used in any given game.  So I am never short on ideas when I need them.  It didn’t take long to find several that could be adapted with minimal effort to be used in an Underdark scenario.
      Once the game was over, I went back to the books, started to refamiliarize myself with the specifics of the Underdark (and all those terrible things I mentioned).  And of course, I filed all the things I had charted as possible plot scenarios away.  Since they didn’t get used in this game, I can always use them in another.

Deities of Valt pt 8

My lovely and adoring girlfriend requested that Julium’s deity be written up next.  As always, suggestions for the next god to do are welcome.

Ralorael (rah-LORE-AY-ell)
Her Radiance, the Kingmaker (Queenmaker), the Noble One, Goddess of Kings, Queen of the Gods
LG Greater Power of the Fathomless Castle

Pantheon: General
Portfolio: Rulers, royalty, nobility, magic, leadership
Domain: The Royal Hall (Fathomless Castle)
Allies: Ianor, Presian, Eksus, Lord Osil, Aralor, Kryis
Foes: Malarise, Scorce, Aksan
Symbol: A longsword backlit by either a halo or a glowing crown
Worshipper Alignment: LG, NG, LN
Favored Weapon: “Imperiel” (Longsword)
Cleric Domains: Law, Good, Magic, Nobility, Trade, War
Summary: Ralorael is the deity of kings and leaders. She is the patron deity of Numbrar as a country, although those from beyond the empire’s borders sometimes dispute this. As the goddess of good and just rulers, she promotes strong leadership, encouraging all to gather under the banner of a righteous leader.
As the ruler of the Fathomless Castle, Ralorael has command over most of the deities in the general pantheon. She rules with temperance and wisdom, balancing mercy and strength in equal measures. When she takes to battle, she is a terror to behold, leading her armies of celestial beings from the front lines.
History/Relationships: Ralorael was once called Renael, before her deification. She fought demons and devils along with her solar brethren, spreading light and justice throughout the planes. The people of Valt had no arcane magic at that time, and Renael used her knowledge of other worlds to craft the foundation of the Loom, the plane that makes magic possible. She swiftly became deified as the goddess of magic.
As a demigod, she turned over her duties to the mortal Eksus, elevating him far above her in divine status. It seemed that her divinity would fade, until a mortal named Tanora approached her. Tanora was a wizard, as well as the second Empress of Numbrar. She asked the Queenmaker for guidance, since there were no goodly deities of rulers at that time.
Soon other mortals began to approach Ralorael, and within a century she had become more widely worshipped than she had ever been before. When the deities known as Elffather and Orcfather left Valt, it was Ralorael who stepped in to unite the remaining gods against Silduggis. Thereafter, she took her place in the throne room in the Fathomless Castle as its undisputed ruler.
Scorce and Aksan are her constant foes. Each a deity of evil tyrants, they oppose her doggedly, attempting to usurp her place as the Queen of the Gods as well as her mortal worshippers. Mallarice still bears a bitter grudge against her for imbuing Eksus with divinity, and seeks a way to exact some measure of revenge.
Kryis is her devoted bodyguard, and she is never without him. Even in human guise, he is always nearby. As the queen of the deities, she has many members of her court, although Aralor, Ianor, and Presian are her favored confidants, who promote the sort of society that her Radiance approves of. Lord Osil is her military commander, leading her legions of celestials, although his loyalty to her is circumstantial, and he would happily serve a Lawful Evil deity as well (who would be more likely to use military force). When the Kingmaker feels that she must get away from her duties and responsibilities, Eksus remains the only friend she has who is not connected to her mantle as the queen of the gods.
Manifestations: Ralorael is usually found within the Fathomless Castle, dealing with matters of state, and mediating the day to day disputes of the gods and the outer planes. Her manifestations on the material plane are rare and very specific.
When she does manifest, she only appears to a single person. This person is usually someone who is destined to be a great leader, or who has the potential to be a great leader, and has travelled too far down the wrong path. Her manifestations are awe-inspiring events meant to remove all doubt from the person receiving the visitation in regards to their destiny. Usually, those she appears to keep such a visitation quiet.
Ralorael is depicted as beautiful in every way. (Of course her appearance changes depending on the culture of the artist depicting her.) She is usually clad in armor and wielding a glowing or flaming sword. She is often wearing a glowing corona of light. She is always, however, depicted with radiant wings, either pure white, or a rainbow of scintillating colors.

THE CHURCH
Priests: Stewards (women are still called stewards, not stewardesses)
Alignment: LG, NG, LN
Classes: Cleric, paladin, monk, wizard
Dogma: All great things begin with one person. Every man is a leader; every person commands the attention of at least one other. It is your duty to do right by those who have placed their faith in your guidance. Lead them true, and they will follow you beyond death. Betray their trust, and you are lower than the foulest worm. If you lead so that you are trustworthy, then you shall be able to trust those who follow you.
Day-to-Day activities: The Stewards occupy themselves in many different (although similar) ways. Most of them seek positions which will allow them to advise those in positions of leadership. Those in areas which are less developed will seek leadership positions themselves. The positions they take often leave them with little time for anything else. When leisure time is available to them, they often take on projects to better their communities, which can range from training town guard to feeding the homeless to crafting magic items to benefit the community.
Worship Locations: Any city with a center of government will have at least one temple to Ralorael, unless the government is evil. Some smaller towns will have a temple to the Radiant One, but the Stewards usually build their churches in larger cities.
Their temples are usually impressive affairs. Vaulted ceilings are common, and stone is the preferred building medium. Stained glass windows are mandatory, and the main altar is always built in front of a large stained glass window depicting Ralorael herself. Temples are built with the main altar facing east.
Affiliated Orders: The Knights Radiant is a paladin order dedicated to Ralorael. The Silver Hands are a monastic order, who may freely multiclass as paladins or clerics. Finally, the Weavers are an order of wizards, whom Ralorael shares with Eksus.
Apostasy: The Disciples of Renael are the only divergent followers of the Radiant One. They worship her in her older guise as the goddess of magic. They tend to be women, and do not regard themselves as heretics. The main branch of the religion does not actively persecute them, although they do not assist them or regard them as fellow clergy. The divergent followers worship Ralorael as LG. They can be LG, NG, CG, or LN. They have access to the domains of Law, Good, Knowledge, Magic, and Spell.
Vestments: The Stewards wear clothes of vibrant colors. Frequently they dress in reds, yellow, white, gold, or purple. Dark colors are discouraged. They holy symbol is often worn on a headband. Men prefer metal headbands, with the holy symbol carved into the front. Women prefer a cloth headband, with the holy symbol attached by a small chain and resting on the forehead.
Holy Days/Ceremonies: They church has no holy days of its own. Instead they preside over state functions, such as coronations, the birthdays of rulers, or celebrations of independence. They frequently pray before meetings of councils of leaders, such as town councils or the Numbraran senate. They do have their own internal ceremonies they conduct. The most frequent of these is conducted every morning in every temple, when the priests pray for their spells at sunrise.
Oath: The Oath of Leadership. The cleric swears to never abandon someone who comes to follow them, and to never turn such an individual away. If they do so, then they receive a free rank of either Diplomacy or Knowledge: Nobility and Royalty at every level. (This is the cleric’s choice.)

On riddles…

So, during the last game session, my players got to face down the old standby of all DM’s.  No, not orcs with grenade launchers.  Riddles.  So, for the pleasure of my audience, I thought I would post those riddles here.  And so, here we go.

1. What king can you make if you combine the head of a lamb, the middle of a pig, the hind of a
buffalo, and the tail of a dragon?

2. At night they come without being fetched.  By day they are lost without being stolen.

3. A woman has seven children, and half of them are boys.  How is this possible?

4. I weaken great men for hours each day.
I show them strange visions while held in my sway.
I take them each night, although the day takes them back.
None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.

5.  A man walks over, a man walks under
in times of war he tears asunder.

6. A beating drum useless bereft
of a twisting river mired in flesh.
The two note song its beating sounds,
leads an endless dance around and around.

7. I have six sisters, don’t doubt that I do.
The oldest named so for all the books she perused.
The next in line was given the name of a fruit.
The third is easily frightened, a cowardly lass.
After her, the next loves to lay about in the grass.
The fifth suffers sadness that never shall pass.
The only sister younger than me,
Is frequently found with royal company.
Sometimes we all meet, after it’s rained.
So tell me my friend, can you guess my name?   

8. Three of one and one of another,
four from a sister and one from a mother.
Take away two when you visit the Hells,
and tell me out loud what your plundering spells.

Now, I feel it important to point out the context here.  While breaking into a museum, the PC’s stumbled across a cunning trap.  The box which held the keys to the exhibits (and thus the loot) was guarded by a summoned demon.  (Technically, it was a yugoloth, but hellspawn don’t deserve political correctness.)  The trigger that summoned the demon also summoned a Prismatic Sphere around the box.  As a failsafe, the demon was under instructions to test the intelligence of anyone trying to get the keys (the rationale being that a museum curator would be able to answer the demon’s riddles, while thieves would not).  Each correct question removed a layer of the sphere, and the final question would compel the demon to banish itself.  However, whomever placed the trap did not think to give the demon a specific set of riddles.  Hence the last one, which is a bit of a cheat.  (Since answering it fulfilled the demon’s instructions, as well as giving it a new instruction that it would be only too willing to carry out.)

Oh, and for those of you who need them, here are the answers: (highlight to read)

1. A lion. (The king of the jungle.)
2. Stars. (Dreams would also have been acceptable.)
3. All of them are boys.
4. Sleep.
5. A bridge.
6. A heart.
7. Indigo. (The sisters in the riddle refer to the colors of the rainbow.)
8. Eat me.

I kind of thought that the seventh riddle might be a little bit obvious given the Prismatic Sphere, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought.  The first five riddles are not mine, so I can’t take credit for them.  The last three, however, I made up myself.  I like writing riddles, and if I am guilty of anything as a GM, it is shoehorning them into my game.

No more kid gloves.

Good game today.  I learned a couple of somethings today.  One, the Lasher prestige class from Sword and Fist is pretty sweet, although it is better suited as a support role, with a big nasty fighter in front of it.  And two, Nycaloths are badass.

Now, a lot of monsters have to be field-tested in D&D.  You see, some creatures don’t provide the challenge that their difficulty that their CR indicates.  Some of them are far more powerful than their CR indicates.  Some require special circumstances.  Driders, for instance, are very poor random encounters.  In my experience, if the drider hasn’t had time to prep some spells and prepare an ambush position, they won’t live up to their CR.

Nycaloths, by the way (MM2) earn their CR of 10 in spades.  They definitely go down in the book of ‘Use This Monster Again.’

As a side note, I am getting really really tired of demons failing their roll to summon other demons.  I’ve only ever seen it work once.

But the real reason for this post is this: I’m through fucking around.

No, I’m serious.  Ever since my beginning as a DM, there have been some lines I have been unwilling to cross.  Some abilities I have looked at in the Monster Manual and always said “Hmmmm…that seems too powerful.  It’d just wipe the entire party.”

But here recently I have had one too many encounters where a big nasty boss went down without a proper fight.  And so now I find myself like a hockey goalie wading into a fist-fight.  The gloves are coming off baby!  All those monster abilities that I found to be more dangerous than I was willing to use, they’re all fair game now.  Negative levels, paralysis, huge poison damage, Insanity, Dominate Person, you name it, I’ll use it.  The only way to find out if it is too powerful is to actually wipe out a party with it.

Oh well, omelets and eggs and all that…

I think it all comes down to fear.  In the past, I was too afraid to use legitimately dangerous abilities against the PC’s.  Well, the hell with it.  Time to nut up and bring the pain.

Cue up ‘Eye of the Tiger’, ‘Princes of the Universe’, or ‘Let the Bodies Hit the Floor’.  Which ever one floats your boat.  Because from now on, we’re playing in a world where the safety features are disengaged, and the PC’s are staring down the barrel of no-shit, for real monsters!