#CR 1 to 5

[monstersdownthepath]

Monster Spotlight: Gancanagh

CR 4

Chaotic Good Medium Outsider

Bestiary 5, pg. 38

These graceful, fey-like entities are one of many breeds of Azata, the celestial natives of Elysium, and like their brethren they exist to spread hope, bring cheer, and fight Evil wherever it may arise. Like many of their kin, this involves using their at-will Change Shape to assume the form of any number of Small or Medium Humanoids, masquerading as the mundane so that they may better catch villains off-guard, or perhaps offer unseen assistance to actual mortals without revealing their true nature... though UNlike most azata, a Gancanagh (which I'll refer to as Gans or Gancans from here on out) looks effectively like a normal--albeit incredibly beautiful--human or half-elf when out of disguise, so their Change Shape is less for hiding and more for meeting the standards and preferences of their potential partners.

Gans embody all that is Good about free love, sexuality, and experimenting with one's self, and as such they are filled with righteous passion... and an irrepressible drive to flirt with just about anyone and everyone they meet. They're incredibly adept sweet-talkers who, unlike the fiendish succubi and incubi (whom they despise with incredible intensity), mean everything they say. Gans can and will hone in on the best qualities of their current targets via casual conversation, with the intention of inspiring a brief but meaningful romance, pulling people into whirlwinds of passion before breaking away and seeking new love. Rather than leaving a trail of broken hearts in their wake, Gans work tirelessly to assure their partners know that the meetings are temporary but meaningful nonetheless, encouraging them to use their experiences and experiments with the spirits to seek out true, lasting love in whatever form it may be... and sometimes, this means these alluring azata play matchmaker with everyone they bed, introducing them to one another if they think something can bloom between them.

And the thing is? They're rarely ever wrong. Guided by higher forces of passion and emotion, Gans have a knack for saying the right things to the right people... provided they aren't sauced due to their devotion to certain OTHER higher forces. Yes, Gancans are quite the party animals, frequently getting deep in their cups and encouraging others to do the same, if only to join them on the dance floor later without fear of how they look. If you can't dance without music, don't worry, as they can provide via their +13 to Perform (Wind Instruments), always carrying fanciful flutes to break out at a moment's notice to provide mood music.

Gans seem to have an oral fixation (FURTHER JOKES WITHHELD), not only preferring wind instruments, but carrying around elaborate smoking pipes and alluring tobacco blends... which typically sit unused at the Outsider's hip, are held unlit between their teeth, or get offered to other people as bribes, because a Gans' lungs are extremely Vulnerable to Smoke. This vulnerability causes the azata to take a -4 penalty against any gas-based effect, and assures that a single puff from their pipes or any other smoking paraphernalia will cause an amusing and potentially charming coughing fit, no matter how mild the blend.

So, three paragraphs devoted to their lore, but what about what happens when they fight? Well, ideally, there won't be fighting. Gancans are--and I'm extrapolating based on presented evidence here, and could be wrong--lovers, not fighters, and have a few tools to dissolve tense situations. They have potent social skills, possessing a +13 to Bluff and a +15 to both Diplomacy and Intimidate, typically enough to prevent some battles from breaking out one way or another, and if those don't work, they can use Charm Person and Suggestion both at-will to temporarily turn foes to friends... or at least keep them from fighting while there's other people still in the room.

Gancans are known to enjoy the occasional spars and wrestling matches, but when facing down foes with rage in their hearts and murder on their mind, they turn into terrifying but graceful forces. Their Grace allows them to add their Dexterity modifier to weapon attacks instead of Str, and while they can only make one attack a round, it's a painful one: 1d6+6 damage, with a crit range of 19-20. They fight exclusively with +1 mithral rapiers, not only allowing them to bypass DR/Silver common amongst fiends, but making them veritable pinatas for anyone that manages to kill or rob one! Good luck, though.

Gancans are protected by 17 AC, eschewing any armor that would prevent people from seeing their bodies and relying only on their Dexterity and natural armor to protect them, though they also have DR 5/Cold iron or Evil to shield themselves from thrown fists and other light weapons. They have 10 Resistance to Cold and Fire and are completely immune to Electricity damage, though that last one's about as unlikely to come up as their immunity to being petrified at the levels one can expect to be fighting one. Once in battle, Gancans also bless themselves and any of their nearby allies with their 1/day Good Hope, making their attacks more accurate and more damaging, while also raising their saving throws from +4/+9/+5 to +6/+11/+7!

Any creature of similar level hoping to slay one of these fierce fey-likes will also have to contend with their 1/day Mirror Image, producing anywhere from 2 to 5 additional targets to soak up whatever attacks are aimed their way. They may only be able to make one attack a round, but at low levels, the same is true for the party, letting the figments absorb entire turns from the martials in the party as the potent and accurate thrusts from the azata's rapiers carve through their HP and willingness to continue fighting.

If you think that only Evil creatures have to worry about fighting one, though, you'd be largely correct; Gans rarely fight to kill against anything but Evil Outsiders, but they're quite hot-headed and can be temperamental when insulted. Many times in history one of them has been driven to cross swords with a potential ally against Evil because that ally insulted the Gan's promiscuity, or one of their past or current partners... and sometimes these become quite serious, especially if the Gan was compared to a fiend that preys upon lust, such as a Succubus or Incubus. This insult is so grave and the fury it inspires in the azata so fierce that they often fight until the offending party is beaten unconscious, rather than just to the point of surrender.

And before we end, let's talk a little more about potent and accurate t[I SAID FURTHER JOKES WITHHELD]. At will, a Gancan can use Invigorating Passion on any willing creature with an act of passion as little as a kiss, gifting that creature a +1 bonus to attack rolls, an extra d10 temporary hitpoints, and the ability to ignore all penalties from being fatigued or exhausted. Not only does this stack with Good Hope, but the Gan can spread the love as much as it feels like... though there is a slight downside in that, at the end of the hour, the blessed target must make a DC 17 Fortitude save or become fatigued (or exhausted). This downside isn't especially impactful if the azata is nearby, as the ability has no per-day limit and no 24 hour immunity, so another round of Invigorating Passion can alleviate its own downside until the target finally lays down to rest for the day. ... and, yes, I know what you're thinking: this does indeed also cover any fatigue and exhaustion accrued during an extended night's stay with one of these legendary lovers.

You can read more about them here.

[singeamon-arts]

The Eternal Sugar event in a nutshell:

[forgetriestowrite]

so Downfall part 3 definitely added a heaping amount of the weird gray area of "do we support the gods or nah" (esp. with the Archheart, who is kind of an asshole and I'm kind of here for it) but I'm still siding with them over Luda and I think BH will too because, I've said it before and I'll say it again, they get it

life is not easy! life in a dysfunctional family is even less so! all the lines are blurred, and BH has been living with that fact for MONTHS

and honestly they might not even be concerned with the morality thing, they'll be too busy trying to find the aeormaton speakeasy and going to the nearest temple of the Everlight to go "heyyy girl what's up"

[jaes1lvr]

꒰‧ what are we? 📘 ༶ ☆༉ ✼

꒰‧ @wontree 🍵 ༶ ☆༉ ✼

[everl0v3r]

dear burning spice owners. how does it feel to dominate arena

[willowpotatox]

Guess who just got over their sticker anxiety and decorated their computer

[overworkedblorbobattle]

Overworked Blorbo Battle Round 1 Poll: 40

[5ecardaday]

Yokaitober, Days 5-8

I know its the 16th and over halfway through the month, but I promise I have been (mostly) keeping up with Yokaitober. My issue is that building habits is hard, and I am definitely out of habit on posting to tumblr.

In the second series of yokai for the month, I covered a pretty wide variety of creatures, including the jubokko, a bloodthirsty tree that was actually created in the 20th century; Keizobo, one of five famous kitsune from Inaba; the yogen no tori, a helpful, pandemic-predicting raven that was "seen" only one time; and the hinoshu, a rock-like yokai the size of a germ who lives in people's spleens.

If you'd rather not wait for me to remember to post these yokai before seeing them, you can always sign up to follow me over on Patreon, where I post new yokai (almost) every day of October. Plus, if you pledge as little as $2/month, you can get access to some other great 5e homebrew, including new magic items, spells, and monsters, every single week.

[sabitiziing]

kith & kin

[keyleth-clay]

Happy Birthday to me, and eternal nat 20's to my sister for the best presents!

She also got me the Vox Machina d20 set. Whenever I get a new set of dice, I do a test roll right away to see how they do, and -

[lord-shitbox]

utterly horrifying turn of events (I saw this coming and acquiesced) (I let it happen) (I knew about this and said yes) I am Putting my Anime Boys Kissing Drawings in a Museum .

Hey nvm update even worse it's going in ghr cafe. they're going. In the cafe. the cafe where people drink things my art is going up in there .imkfhdjsjsj ssj jsjdjdddd. Dddddddddddddddddddd.

[multishipperlove]

Chapters: 2/6 Fandom: Critical Role (Web Series), A Daggerheart Critmas Story (Web Series) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bethany Blake, Cameron Blake Additional Tags: Character Death, Mentions of Cancer, Cameron Blake's A+ parenting, 5+1 Things, Iris and Ralph mentioned, Infidelity, Emotional child neglect, I took a lot of liberty with the characters backstories here, it just felt right Summary:

Bethany Blake is a lot of things. She is homecoming queen, prom queen, a straight A student, the president of the student council, and the most popular girl in school. First and foremost, however, she is her father's daughter. And as a Blake, one of the earliest lessons you can learn is when to hold your tongue and smile for the camera.

Five times Bethany learned to deal with things, and the one time she stands up for herself.

[jaes1lvr]

♡ perfect night, she gon' let me start to CREEP in 🪦･ *ﾟ｡

[safyresky]

Smile Shots: When Bernard Met Jacqueline

Summary:

Bernard and Jacqueline tell Elle the story of how they met, and the centuries long friendship that ensued.

Check it out on ao3 and ff dot net :)

Guess what item was NEXT on the GLOW UP AGENDA! THE BERLINE FRIENDSHIP STORY, YEAH BABY!

I wanted to post it here but apparently, it has more than 1000 text block breaks which is apparently tumblr's limit. Of course.

Anyway! Enjoy a preview below the cut! :)

“You’re sing-songy this noon, Jacqueline.”

“Lalala—huh? Oh! Mhmm! Didn’t you see? We passed music! They were playing music!”

“Naturally.”

“So now it’s stuck in my head! Very fun! But it won’t get out of my head.”

“Very not fun for me.”

“It was a really big room with all sorts of weird instruments, and lots of colours, and happy little elfies—”

A very clear image of the music room popped into Jack’s head, then. Complete with elves and Jacqueline’s unique on-Jack's-shoulders point of view.

Well. That was an interesting new thing they could do.

“Jack.”

He groaned. Pulling a face, Jack turned around, a brilliant smile replacing the scowl as he watched Santa’s irritating head elf march their way.

“Bean pole.”

Bernard pulled up in front of them, placing his hands behind his back and ignoring the slight. (Rude, Jack thought). He could feel Jacqueline shifting forward in interest, folding her hands on top of his head.

“Council’s reconvening. Mother Nature wanted me to let you know that she knows you and your Legate have already been sworn in, but she expects you both to stay for the remainder of the proceedings.”

Jack grimaced, nose wrinkling. He glanced up at Jacqueline. She was wide awake and very interested in everything right now, it looked (and felt) like. So much for the “sleepy toddler” excuse, then. She’d be very unconvincing.

“Fine,” Jack sniffed. “We’ll be back posthaste and all that.”

Bernard looked surprised. And relieved. “Huh. That was easier than I expected. Thanks Jack.”

The nerve, Jack thought, watching as the elf walked away. “That was easier than I expected,” he mocked, sticking his tongue out at Bernard's retreating form.

He straightened. Dear Lady above. He really needed to tone down the hanging-out-with-a-toddler time. It was really bringing down his pristinely cultivated maturité.

“Down! Down!”

“What? You just wanted up!”

“Well now I want down! Pretty please.”

“I don’t know, Jacqueline. That please sounded like an afterthought.”

He was unsurprised when he felt her little toes once again digging into his shoulders, her face appearing before him with an over the top and yet, still adorable little pout. How did she make her eyes go that big. What was wrong with her.

“P-w-leaseeeeeeeee Jack? Pretty pretty please???? With powdery snow on top???”

“Alright, fine. Get back up there. And fix your face.”

Cackling (yes, really, the child was cackling), Jacqueline smirked at him, popping back up on his shoulders. Seconds later her arms were around his neck and she slid down his back and threw herself over his shoulders, succeeding in nothing but a decent imitation of a necktie.

“Jacqueline. You really need to work on your chill.”

“What? No I don't! You said it was perfect just last week!”

“Not—” Jack paused to let out a laugh. “Not your literal chill! The art of being chill.”

She stopped squirming, hanging off of Jack’s neck, head tilted up at him.

“Oh. Right.”

Rolling his eyes fondly, Jack grabbed her waist, placing her down gently.

“Honestly, Jacqueline. I’m super chill, not super fast. Have some patience. Hand please, if you're going to insist on being on the floor.”

“Hehe. Okay.” She grabbed his hand, letting him gently tug her back towards the meeting room. “Who was that?”

“Who?”

“The guy you thought was rude!”

Ah. She could hear his thoughts, too. Best be careful about that, Jack thought. To himself.

“That was Santa’s Number One Elf.”

“He had a cool hat. I liked it.”

“Yeah. I’m sure he’d let you wear it in a heartbeat.”

Jacqueline stopped, pulling Jack with her. Her eyes had done that “getting big” thing again.

“REALLY?!”

Jack blinked. And got a terrible idea.

“Why, of course! C’mon, Jacqueline. Who can say no to you.”

She looked positively devious. “NO ONE.”

“Exactly. Tell you what. Why don’t you go find him and ask? I’m sure he’ll say yes. Just make sure you call him by his preferred name! It's Bernie. He loves his name. You go and catch up to him, okay? Just. Don’t get lost!”

“Okay! Wait. How will I find you?”

“Tell you what. I’m going to go to the...restroom quickly, and then I’ll go find you, and we can head back to Gran. Okay?”

“Okay!”

“Have fun! Be safe! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Jack shouted after her retreating form, smile dropping as soon as his sister was out of view.

A quick trip to the restroom…or perhaps, instead, a quick trip to Santa’s office to do something about this whole unlawful exclusion he’d managed to get?

Same difference, Jack thought, slinking away through the lesser used hallways of the Workshop.

___

What frozen hell will Jack wrought? Will Jacqueline find this. Bernie? Will she get to wear his HAT? WILL BERNARD EVER CATCH A BREAK?!?! Not when friendship with Jacqueline is involved >:)

Catch the newly updated version on ao3 HERE and ff.net HERE. I'll reblog this after a NAP with some A/N's/the change log and the cake recipe lol :)

[somebody-on-t-umblr]

Yikes..

I forgot this app existed and I've been working on those "removing a feature of a character until I get them" and I haven't posted it to here yet so..

Here's 1-5 of my "Removing a feature of StormBringer until I get her"

Day 1:

Day2

Day 3:

Day 4:

Ps: Sorry about the Black background! Just had to redownload it💔

Day 5:

There will be more! Do not worry! Feel free to add suggestions!

[kingofdahiphop]

Suletta sunday miorine monday ramblings since I'm always late: *screams at top of his lungs until he passes out*

Also thank FUCK for Felsi she's a real one. Was literally on the verge of tears during that fight.

ALSO miorine is a boss bitch she fuckin killed it this episode.