art from my homebrew dnd campaign centered around grimdark werewolves and going insane. I've been slowly building out illustrations for the lore - there's two main gods: the patron of werewolves and the patron of hunters. this is the former!
This homebrew has already received significantly more attention from me than any other I’ve made so maybe I’ll post it online somewhere when I've successfully run the full campaign
Happy open your ribcage and devour a victim month.
Happy best time of the year.
Happy Grimdark.
Grimdark & Dangerous 50% off for the entire month of October. Just use this link.
Grimdark & Dangerous 50% off for the entire month of October. Just use this link.
Grimdark & Dangerous 50% off for the entire month of October. Just use this link.
Don't know what Grimdark & Dangerous is? You must be new here. It's my magnum opus of 5e homebrew. Normally it costs $19.99. This month, if you use this link, it costs $9.99. I'll give you a second to wipe up that water you just spit out of your mouth using your excellent comedic timing skills you glorious potential Grimdark player.
Reader for the kicker?
This month, Grimdark & Dangerous gets it's first milestone expansion. Currently we are poised at 49 copies sold (as of writing). The next person that buys a copy triggers a file update. After 50 copies sold, all past and future buyers of G&D get an extra G&D expansion book for free as part of buying G&D. Grimdark & Dangerous: The Living Grimoire Expansion is a whole thing in and of itself, and if I were going to put a price on it, that price would be $8.99. On its own. Buy G&D, get the second book free. In fact, the only way to get The Living Grimoire is as a free expansion. This is content I've never shared before or published elsewhere. And if you wait, after this month, the price goes back up to $19.99.
Is this clicking for you yet? In the spirit of the month of October, I am slashing the price of a massive homebrew book in half so you can play as a horrible dark fantasy monster in your Halloween game. Not planning on doing a Halloween oneshot or mini campaign? Do one anyway, the amount of content in this book could write multiple distinct campaign outlines just from mixing and matching descriptive text.
You do not know how much self control is has taken me not to start this post with a Destiel meme, this is that big of a deal.
→ If it wasn't clear already, this is one of the very few posts of mine that you need to reblog.
you know your next dnd session is gonna be Interesting when you find yourself thinking "y'know, i should really make this torture scene less graphic" about two different scenes while writing the dm notes
The town is under attack! Fierce marauders have begun to raze and loot the buildings. They destroy everything around them, sparing not even the livestock!
These are some maps that depict a village under attack. Feel free to use them for encounters and however else you see fit!
You can download all maps from this pack for free below.
Yo I've been getting back into Dark Sun again so here's some encounters to spice up the ridiculous amounts of travel that's needed in Dark Sun.
A group of masked people are carrying a large Palanquin. Within the Palanquin is an old elf woman wearing brown robes (the symbol of a tribeless elf, for those unaware).
She will readily speak with the players, offering them tea. The masked people carrying the Palanquin obey her every order, and serve her and the players (if she wills it) without hesitation.
The elf woman is an incredibly powerful psionicist, and the masked servants are all telepathically controlled by her. She will not tell the players this. If they treat her well, she will reward the players with either a psionic boon of some kind or a wild talent. If she is angered in any way, she will attempt to enthrall the players.
2. An Aarocokra flies down from the skies above the players. It wears a large backpack making its flight incredibly awkward. It only speaks Auran, but is desperate to trade and will attempt to communicate through gestures if needed.
However, it refuses to use currency or any standard for of barter. It sells all manners of odd trinkets, and will only accept other odd trinkets in return. It has 3 magic items of your choice, and 2d6 items from the Trinkets table.
3. A ruined temple, barely even standing and half sunken into the sand, stands in front of the players. It is dedicated to a god who no one remembers.
No one, except for a single Raaig within. The Raaig is a dwarf named Thimm, who believes any Dwarf or Mul players to be various other followers of this forgotten diety, somehow still alive after all this time. If the party has no dwarves or muls, he allows the players to stay in the temple, which he believes to still be fully intact, if they convince him that they are followers of his god. If they do so, he will watch over them as they sleep and protect them.
4. A migration of Cloud Rays passes through the same area as the players. As this is happening, a group of 2d4 brigands also meet the players. They each wield a tied harpoon and a spear. They will use their harpoons to climb up on top the cloud rays, and will attempt to harpoon one or more of the players to drag them away, surely to enslave them.
The players could also try to get atop cloud rays, and can try to psionically communicate with any Cloud Ray they are on top of, which can be accomplished with a DC 14 wisdom check. If this is failed by 5 or more, the Cloud Ray that is communicated with will go into a violent rage, angered by the players trying to enter its mind.
Experiment with tragedy in a safe space. Disfigure your blorbo. Let the strands that bind your found family unravel as you slowly allow everyone to realize that the tragedy that rests in the pit of your stomach is an insurmountable weight that will only pass with death.
Let your fantasy cry.
Wizards of the Coast doesn't want that to happen. They want you to have an epic quest, scale a mountain maybe, kill a god, un-puzzle the riddles of a cursed land. Save the world probably.
I want to rip you asunder as you experience your own grief through the lens of a dark and rotting reality divorced from your own as your character slowly comes apart at the literal and figurative seems. I want you to cry and smile at the same time when the king's cup that you put poison in finds its way back into your own toxic guilty hands and you have no recourse but to drink.