Rise of the Runelords - [GoodOmens]

Adjusted Passive Abilities
Rules

Having looked at some of the future work that has been done with PROJECT FIGHT CLUB I have been thinking about how certain elements of 4th Edition interact with the narrative. How Passive Perception and Incite interact with the narrative have been bugging me recently, mostly because it doesn’t interact with the narrative, it provides a character with information that can only be supplied by the DM, and often can bypass interesting interaction within the scenery.

I have an idea about PP and PI, and would actually like to push this revision forward to all skills (at least as a test drive). I want to see what you guys think.

There will no longer be a PASSIVE benefit to passive perception or incite. Instead what I purpose is that when a player asks for details about narrative elements may opt to use their passive rating as a “take 10” type of situation, the benefit is that they don’t have to roll. Because this will apply to all skills, this will have an added benefit, when using a passive ability with a skill that has a downside for failure (usually failing the DC by 5 or more) that extreme failure condition is doubled (fail by more than 10, for example).

Secondary aspects to this rule:
Description: By adding specific narrative to a passive skill may provide either a +2 bonus to the total, or an automatic success.
Heroic Risk: Adventurers and Heroes are empowered by risk, but how much risk. When a character makes a skill check they may opt to either roll that skill (thus the chance of risk/reward is greater) or use their passive ability. However once the decision is made they may not choose to reverse the choice. If a player chooses to roll they may not fall back on their passive ability for that situation. On the flip side, a passive ability check will never be more than a good success.

Thoughts?

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Your Experience Total

For those keeping track at home, your XP total at the end of Book 2 is 8850.

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New Potions

This has been working reasonably well in our Dark Sun Game so I will be porting over a version of it. I am reintroducing different levels of healing potions,

Potion Of: Cost/ HP Restored/ Item Level
Cure Minor Wounds: 50gp/ 10 hp/ lvl 5
Cure Light Wounds: 160gp/ 15 hp/ lvl 9
Cure Moderate Wounds: 1000gp/ 25 hp/ lvl 15
Cure Serious Wounds: 4,200gp/ 30 hp/ lvl 19
Cure Grevious Wounds: 25,000gp/ 35 hp/ lvl 25
Cure Deadly Wounds: 105,000gp/ 40 hp/ lvl 29

I will start adding these to the treasure pool, you may purchase them as common items.

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Scarcrows,Cornfeilds,& Ghouls?

So following the trip to the sanitarium we went out to framer Grump’s place to investigate his clame of scarcrow monsters.We arrived there early in the evening and there was not much to be found not even the normal farm animals.Im not a ranger like Tharn but i grew up partly on a farm and there was most definitely somthing wrong with the area.We decided to wait till night fall to see if anything would happen to the scarcrows for grump had said the attack happened at night.Not long after the sun had set we set out from one of the empty farm houses that we had used to take a short rest in. It seemed even more eerie at night as if we where being stalked as we walked along the corn fields. It was not long after Tharn decided to scout out ahead and cut through one of the feilds that our feeling were validated.We heard Tharn call out in pain,thats when Von astride Mauly charged throught the feild in the direction of Tharns screams of pain.Tharns attakers where scarcrows or as we came to find out Ghoul’s dressed as scarcrows.After a short battle with them we rescued Tharn and with new found caution went about investigating the others.We actually found a few of them that had not yet been fully taken by ghoul fever.Thank Desna we where able to save some of them form there horrid nightmare that would await them as one of the undead.Always wanting to be thorough we went on the check the last farm house starting with the barn. Its was curious to find out that it had been built around what looked like the head of and old statue from a old lost empire.Warryn and I noticed the two ghouls waiting in ambush but non of us say the ones coming around the back. By the stars these things seemed to be everywhere as the fight ensued it would be joined by a much bigger threat.This new comer was a ghoul like no other her could bring back his recently fallen kin.After we defeted them apon closer inspection the ghoul leader looked like the man servent of lord foxglove and on him was anouther not simular to the one givin to me by sherrif hemlock.Things seem to be pointing to Foxglove manor but for now we must get these people to a preist so we may cure them of there curse before it is to late.

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Sanitarium

After we wraped things up at the lumber mill and where able to clear Vin Vinder for we believe that the one that comitted these murders was a Ghoul most likely a master. Sheriff Hemlock told us of another event that happened on the outskirts of town. Some of his men where on patrol when they where attacked by a crazed man by on the older abandoned homes. After the subdued him they found two other men one was unconscious they other had the same rune carved in his chest from at the lumber mill. We where told that the two men where taken to the sanitarium so we decided to go pay them a visit to hopefully investigate more into the murders. When we arrived there the old doctor was a little bit reluctant to let us in but after some smooth talking we where aloud in. My group and I entered the area the men where kept.When i entered one of the men gazed at me intently and in the voice of a man half crazed he said that his master had told him i would come and that if i went to be with him that he would stop his harvest in my honor.Before any of use had time to make sense of what he said he sprang to his feet broke free of his straight jacket and lunged at me. Not to long after the attack happened the other man seemed to come to and he broke free and tried to attack me. My group and i where able to fend them off we where able to find out after the fight these men where suffering from ghoul fever.When we talked to the doctor about it he was very vague but not very good at lying. After we took him into custody we found note in his office to suggest that the good doctor did not always have the best intersts of his charges in mind. Apon returning to the sheriff’s office we had found that farmer Grump was talking to him about an attack by the scarecrows or some creature that looked like one. One of the farms nest to his had gone quite. Him and some of his farm hands went to investigate and they where attack by these scarecrows. Framer Grump the only survivor ran into the night to try and reach town and hopefully help.

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It just got hardcore

As if things where not going wrong around town with the recent goblin raid,and our putting an end to a small cult to the mother of monsters it just went up a few notches. When Von came to round me and the others up this morning after talking to sheriff Hemlock my heart started sink. When we got to the sheriff’s office he told us of two murders that happened in the past few days. The first was at the lumber mill I almost turned pale and when Hemlock gave me a letter that was found at the scene cause it was addressed to me I did. It would seem i have a rather how may i say devoted secret admirer. We made our way to the lumber mill and apon entering we where accosted me a sell and sit that was only rivaled by our time in thistletop. There where three bodies one of witch was one of the owners of the mill,he had been strung up on one of the lumber hooks.There was a seven pointed star carved in his chest like the one we saw on a statue back in thistletop,he was also missing his lower jaw.The other two where Vin Vinder’s oldest daughter and my Daven i almost started to cry right there barely keeping my composure i went to look at things outside. Little did i know that this was only the beginning of much larger things to come.

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Additional Conditions

I have some additional conditions that will help with the conversion of this AP into 4E. Please take a look and see if they are interesting, and not exceptionally broken.

Exhausted

  • You are slowed.
  • You are weakened.
  • You cannot provide a flank, nor take advantage of a flank for Combat Advantage.
  • You have a -2 to Saving Throws (excluding Death Saving Throws).

Nauseated

  • You are slowed.
  • You can’t take standard actions.
  • You take a –2 penalty to attack rolls and defenses.

Shaken

  • On your turn, you lose your Minor Action.
  • You grant Combat Advantage.
  • You cannot provide a flank, nor take advantage of a flank for Combat Advantage.

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Keira's thoughts

The last few weeks maybe even months by Desna i’m not sure how long it has been sense those horrid little goblins came to our town.There have been so many things going on from finding out that a old friends and friendly rival of mine was the secret head of goblin attack on our town up to weird undead creature’s that live off stealing a child’s voice.Just when i thought things where calming down and i would get to spend some real quality time with my boyfriend Daven before me and my adventuring group go off to the big city he goes missing. Its not like him to not wait for me after he gets off his shift at the lumber mill

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Ornias FinkleWrucker

7,094,385 YA
14th Month, 82nd Day

Again, again, my turn again! I get to go to the mortal plane and “instruct” some hapless moron in using infernal magic. It seems that with every generation they get more willing to compromise and ever more ignorant of the consequences. Two centuries ago it would’ve taken a boon that only middling devils could provide to get some mortal from Cheliax to give up even a sliver of their soul. Now? Let’s just say that I heard about some child giving up his ability to feel joy; just so he could light small things on fire.

7,094,385 YA
14th Month, 94th Day

It seems my ‘charge’ is named Luciano. The human has some talent for magic, but its balanced by his lazy tendencies. At least the mortal is conscripting others to take care of tasks he deems unworthy for himself.

7,094,385 YA
14th Month, 96th Day

Excellent! He’s managed to start weaving infernal energies into his sword magic. I’ll have the boy trading over chunks of his soul in no time. By His infernal balls this is easy.

7,094,385 YA
15th Month, 12th Day

A ring… A thrice damned, tines sucking, whore loving, dog fucking, lemur fancying RING! The scheming bastard turned my own binding magic against me. He managed to intuit the rudimentary contract magic and use it to make me his thrall. Ugh… I mean, this isn’t the first time this has happened, but each time I was a laughing stock for at least a century or two. I’ll have to kill so many other imps when he slips up to earn some semblance of respect back.

7,094,386 YA
4th Month, 9th Day

It seems not all hope is lost, by capitulating and at least feigning some bit of loyalty the whoreson is listening to me. Well, it’s only every 1/20 bits of advice, but it’s a start. Most mortals only live a century anyway.

7,094,386 YA
6th Month, 11th Day

Ha! He was questioning whether or not to violate what small set of morals he had… It seems he wanted some kind of tome from the library. So I politely suggested he merely “borrow” the damn thing. He relented. It was apparently one of the last things he needed to finish a thesis on Thesselonian history. Something about how theories with how the runes interacted with known forms of mortal magic.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 2nd Day

Goblins… Stupid, green, hungry, always hungry. What do humans call those fish things with all the teeth? Basically that’s what a goblin is, but on land. Smelly little fucks. He comes to some stupid town, filled with even more idiotic people. All just to end up in service to them. “Helping” them. All of this altruism is ruining what I’ve got going with him.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 4th Day

More of the little green shits. Everywhere, all the time. I swear these things are like vrock lice. My master managed to kill a few more, and his new companions did a good job slaughtering the pathetic yowlers. That dwarf has promise.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 5th Day

This just got a lot better. It seems I have a friend in that gnome. He figured out a trick to getting me out of the ring, so I’ve been able to sneak out when master fuckwit isn’t looking. Only downside is that the gnome is the one who lets me out. I can do it myself, yet. We’re supposed to be going to some island walking distance from town.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 5th Day

Oh sweet sweet suffering. That island was teeming with hate, madness, and murder. I was used like a some kind of scent hound, but it was worth it. That was some good evil. Kudos to the ‘chef’.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 6th Day

Glassworks, blood everywhere, and then down in the cellar? The best part of all. So much necrotic energy. It was oozing from the walls in there. Sin Spawn gave them a bit of trouble. That dwarf went on a fucking rampage. Loved it.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 6th Day

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. SHIT DAMN FUCK. I HAD IT. I FUCKING HAD IT. THAT DELICIOUS JUICE ROLLED DOWN MY THROAT LIKE IT WAS FROM LAMASHTU’S CUNT ITSELF. POWER SURGING THROUGH ME AND THOSE ASSHOLE STILL MANAGED TO PUT ME DOWN. DAMN THIS BULLSHIT TO AZMODEUS’ SWEATY TAINT.

7,094,386 YA
8th Month, 6th Day

Okay, I’m calm, this day wasn’t quite so bad. I got to smack a cute mephit giving my jailer and his companions some trouble. On top of that, the dwarf enraged from the sin spawn. AGAIN. The look on that gnome’s face was hilarious. I like the little devil-in-gnome’s clothing. But the sound he made as the dwarf smashed through the door would have had me crying with laughter. If I could cry. For a second there I was hopeful, the human fell in some silly attempt at bravado. He rushed forward and nearly died.

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Orik's Flight

Orik Vancaskerkin’s last glimpse of the lower level of Thistletop was the blood seeping out from underneath Bruthazmus’s door, and a Gnome’s smile. Had anyone asked, he would not have been able to tell them which was the more unnerving of the two. He had accepted that the gods had not graced him with an overabundance of common sense, but if he had ever been thankful that they’d given him any at all, it was when he mounted the stairs on his own tiny Quest For Sky.

Much of the rest was a waking dream: Bloody boot prints, discarded bandages, a brief glimpse of the headless corpse that had once been Warchief Ripnugget.

As he plodded, dumbstruck, towards the yard where the group said the horse could be found, his sense of having made the right choice was a warm but tolerable nausea hovering below his ribcage. Being a mercenary, Orik was no stranger to violence or gore, but some sights as he led his half-starved charge towards the door were new to him. His eyes beheld tiny goblin bodies peppered with arrows taller than their targets, ones who looked like they had attempted to claw their own eyes out in madness, and scores of the little bastards immolated to the bone by Erastil’s piercing judgement.

He led Shadowmist carefully over the rigged bridge, wary of the thorns beyond but aware that other than the surf crashing below and an occasional snarl from a hungry bunyip, it was spine-chillingly quiet.

Before his lone planned detour to the fresh water of the Thistle River he sated his curiousity about only one last detail. It should have been obvious when the frightened warhorse refused to even approach the cave hidden in the dense thicket. Orik put his ear close to the rock, quieting his heart and his breathing before he heard something he would later compare to a very surly blacksmith working his bellows. If it wasn’t a bear, it couldn’t have been anything more friendly.

Orik spared one last backwards glance when he reached the road, half expecting to see a towering pillar of smoke and unholy fire. It was only when he was satisfied that things were out of his control that his hands finally ceased to shake. Either he would claim the reward for returning the horse and say a prayer for fallen heroes, or he would pray to survive his next meeting with the Saviors of Sandpoint.

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