#necromancer will hunt

[natelia-aldelliz]

Some Gaz for the necromancer!Soap & ghost!Roach au :

Gaz : You remind me of a cat sometimes

Soap : Yeah? Why? Most people say I'm a dog for some reason.

Gaz : That's because you're a himbo. I think you're a cat because sometimes you freeze and stare at an empty corner of the room as if you're seeing something I can't see. What are you looking at, ghosts?

Soap : 😀☝️😐😅

Roach : Don't tell him, he's our main source of fun-

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Gaz : Hey, I just found out there's a haunted house not that far away and I've been binge watching ghost hunting videos lately, how about we rent some equipment and go try to find ourselves a ghost?

Soap : Oh uh....

Roach : Say yes, please say yes I've always wanted to go ghost hunting!

Soap : Sure.

Then at the haunted house there isn't a single ghost, except Roach, who makes all their equipment go crazy all by himself, and who has the time of his life. Gaz thinks he experienced something huge and Soap doesn't have the heart to tell him that his army of ghosts were actually just a dead Welsh madman cackling like the menace for society that he is from the top of the stairs...

[huntthemouse]

Necromancer Mickey

79/365 #hunt the mouse

This one was a fun evil one to do. I added a Pete to this one because well. this Mickey is evil and the skeleton Pete is his cohort and servant. This one can be seen as a follow up to the Cleric Mickey- maybe even his enemy, I don't know! It's public domain babey

I am making 365 new versions of Mickey Mouse for the public domain and releasing them under public domain all year long.

You can join the initiative to #hunt the mouse or suggest a theme yourself via my ask box.

[ghouljams]

Important question: Is the Cabbage Patch Kid a fae that is similar to Ghost or is she a flora Fae since she came from, well, a cabbage?

Technically it was a rose the size of a cabbage, Ghost and Love just thinks they're funny(they are).

I think she's a flora fae! She hasn't grown any petals of her own, but she's just a baby, she's got time. The fae-by is also a nice mix of her parents, and she'll likely keep growing into Ghost and Love's fae vibes as she gets bigger, but yeah I think she's a flora fae at her core.

[dailyadventureprompts]

Adventure: Storming the Door of Death

Having long used the energies of sundered souls to perform their rites and rituals, a coven of necromancers now seeks to create a portal to the underworld by gathering as many ghosts and other haunting spirits in one place as possible. As their experiment reaches critical mass, the sinister energies have even begun leaking into the land and sky, threatening to spill out across the land.

Hooks:

The town the party is staying in is buffeted by a supernatural storm, thunder sending ripples of unnatural fear through the populace while spectral figures stalk through the sheets of rain. Even as the bruise coloured clouds dissipate, the danger is not lifted, as the torrent seems to have brought with it an infestation of ghosts. With the local temples overtaxed putting the dead to rest, an apprentice level adventuring party could make reasonable coin ousting shadows from abandoned houses or attics above taverns, and wrangling furniture and other objects gone rogue through poltergeist activity.

While hunting a beast that’s been digging up the local cemetery, the party encounter a chipper young mystic who’s wandering through the plots collecting wayward soul wisps in an ornate lantern. She’s all too happy to talk, explaining that she’s part of a group called the order of the veils who want to help those spirits left behind by the church find peace. She’ll offer to show the party how to construct their own lantern, which will be of great aid to them should they encounter any more wayward spirits. Should the party end up “filling” one or more lanterns, she encourages them to travel to a particular clearing not far from the local crossroads and leave the lanterns hanging there for one of her fellow initiates to collect.

Several nobles and wealthy merchants with aging or sick loved ones have been surreptitiously approached by the Order of Veils for patronage, offering to one up any of the local clergy with promises regarding the afterlife: Why wait years to see your loved ones when you could have them back within your lifetime? These whispers have reached the ears of a cleric of the Raven Queen who wants the party’s help investigating this outwardly pious band. Apparently a prominent official was funding the construction of a public grave temple to honour the memory of his departed wife, but abruptly cut off his charity after the veils convinced him that his money was better used elsewhere. 

Background: Unlike other necromancers, many in the order of the veils really do believe (at least in part) that they’re doing something good,  providing succour and sanctuary for souls that’ve gone unclaimed by the divine or lost on the path to the afterlife. Their leadership has grander ambitions however, as the (self appointed) Deacon Maudry and her inner circle grow ever closer to opening a door into death itself. With such a portal, they imagine they will be able to step across the threshold of mortality with ease, not only able to return endlessly from death but to extract kingly ransoms from those who wish to do the same.

 On paper their scheme is surprisingly sound: hauntings have been known to create “lowspots” between the land of the living and the dead, and portals have spontaneously formed between the two realms when the conditions were right.  Get enough ghosts to induce the sinking effect, throw up some dimensional and necromatic wards, and it seems like you’d have a ready made portal into death. However, Maudry and co are brainpoisoned by a) reading nothing but necromancy literature for years b) being up their own asses and have failed to realize that once their chosen gateway ( a grand country manor abandoned after terrible murders took place) begins sinking into the shadowfell, they won’t be able to stop it, and will very likely drag them and everything within a few miles down with it and possibly create a new dread realm in the process.

[nobodymitskigabriel]

Jack and Claire nerding out over the locked tomb together? Please??

[crimeronan]

SWEET 16-YEAR-OLD ELDRITCH HORROR MADE OUT OF RECYCLED DEAD BODIES??

you know that incredible post going around that's like "there's child death in fnaf??" "are you in a mental position to receive information that may harm you..."

are you in a mental position to receive information that may harm you. about the sweet-but-surly teen white boy with a huge smile and a tooth gap. in the owl house.

[ohsotragical]

im so fond of this game

[memecatwings]

The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez goes crazy im barely a fifth of the way into this book and im obsessed

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Avarenya: Whatcha looking at?

Martin: An ancient slab with all our deepest and darkest fears written on it.

Avarenya: Aw man, again?

[dndtreasury]

Ring of Endless Hunts

[tree-guts]

Art of me and my friend :) ghost Hunter au

[briars-by-any-other-name]

Man, I get busy with work and it all starts happening.

[arcane-offerings]

Frank Klassen and Sharon Hubbs Wright. The Magic of Rogues: Necromancers in Early Tudor England, Magic in History Sourcebooks. The Pennsylvania State University Press, 2021. Paperback edition. 261 pages.

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[lydiaalin]

what more can you tell us about that monster tracker *twirls hair*

uhm so she's an oc for hunt showdown, aka she's a hunter from the american hunters association which is a group that deals with the supernatural etc etc

before she joined them she was already a seasoned hunter and tracker but for animals, but after a near death experience in the bayou (where in the events of the game, is under the influence of some kinda entity) she formed some kind of connection with the rifts scattered around that the AHA hunters would use to track down their mark. She ran into said AHA hunters who took her in and she eventually was initiated in the association, where she'd often get hired by other teams for her tracking abilities, ie being able to track the rifts and their mark from a further distance, and even without taking the hunter serum 🧘‍♂️ she doesn't quite have a name yet I'm just calling her The Tracker for now

[dailyadventureprompts]

Settlement: Barrowtown

Thriving with one foot in the grave

Once an innocuous village overlooking a particularly foreboding stretch of wilderness,  “Yarrowton” transformed into it’s current macabre state a few decades ago when two great armies hacked each other to bits over a week long series of skirmishes that left the region’s farmers with hundreds of wounded fighters on their doorstep and a sea of bodies gathering flies in the sun. A practical and strong-stomached folk, the people of what would eventually be Barrowtown got to work burying the dead regardless of who’s banner they’d fought under, thereby turning their home into one of the largest graveyards since the grand necropoli of the old empire.

Life in Barrowton isn’t that much different than any other farming community, save for the omnipresent gravemarkers and the fact that every attempt to till the soil still brings up a few stray bones or a rusted old sword. Priests of a number of different faiths have come to minister to the graves, operating temples to Tyr or the Mournful Raven queen while living and working alongside the town’s lay inhabitants. Quite a few of the survivors of the battle also ended up settling in Barrowtown, both as a means of honouring their fallen comrades and a means of starting fresh away from homelands that might no longer want them. These three communities combine to give barrowtown it’s unique atmosphere: rustic, martial, pious, and mournful, a solemn sentinel of the hinterlands.

Hooks:

If you were looking for a great village to start a campaign, Barrowtown is it: a waystation for travellers with a population that can provide fighters or clerics, wide-eyed farm kids or secret delving necromancers. Stop by for a pint of locally brewed beer at the Pale Rider Inn and plan your group’s expedition to a ruined fort out in the plains, or a long abandoned fortress deeper up into the hills.

Every battlefield has its scavengers, and among the dogs and ravens none stand out like Jackal Joe: an enterprising salvager who made his living following behind armies and “reclaiming” weapons, boots, and scraps of armour from the fallen, even if he had to pry them from a grip of dying men. That was until the battle outside Barrowtown gave him enough bloody plunder to retire on, opening up a general store and selling off a little more of his horded trinkets each year. He’s still got some choice ( read: magical) inventory stashed away for customers with a coin to spend, as well as a fancy looking signet ring that'd probably be worth a sizeable reward provided one went to the trouble of buying it off of him and finding the noble family it belongs to.

Something has been disturbing the long-settled graves around town, and the local priestess of the ravenqueen (an old veteran herself) wants to get to the bottom of the matter. Reports are varied, a few blaming a ghostly man or some kind of giant bat, but a bit of clever investigation leads the party to discover that they face a Berbalang; an astral scavenger that feeds on the memories of the dead. After their first tussle the party will discover that the creature is able to send phantom versions of itself to feed and explore while its primary body remains safe in another dimension, meaning that they’ll need to help the priestess create a soul-trapping vessel in order to bind the creature permanently. Doing so will require them to venture far from Barrowtown, but it will give them a chance to travel, and the dead a little peace.

[psychicmyst-blog-blog]

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