Four weird scrolls I found from a drawer(Feature requests)
Ville
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All four of these were written by a a madman of a sort, I'm sure, for the setting and stories seem both familiar and crazy to me.
First scroll is a tale of a half-orc called Mondera. She was "born" in a land far away to a family of eight. She never knew her mother or father, but anyone she met meant more to him than either as we know. She was quick to master a strange weapon, slightly curved and forged with methods that made it more magical than mundane. Summers were always beautiful, at least the ones she saw, for the training was always strict and often days were spent inside. She never had a one I'd call " friend", for the competition was strict, and no one had time to waste. Those who thought they had, quickly disappeared. During a session of meditation, meant to last for a whole three days, Mondera's rival approached a tree she was meditating under and said "If I hated you any more, it would be I that was the target of this incantation". Mondera woke up and felt like all her strength was drained. . Apparently, Mondera kept dreaming of her weird weapon and training, until someone called Gorion told her to dig under the third tree behind a spot where they studied history of a the Forgotten realms, and she found the weird blade and recalled her training from the dreams[If you are proficient with a weapon type, you should own one]
The second is a tale of Niklokanasseronadan. It is a name he chose for himself, for everyone else called him a genious, but he had the most trouble of remembering anything but his own, self-given name. He loved running in the yards of Candlekeep, collecting scrolls that he found, with the intention to study them, but he never really remembered anything that he already had. A man that called himself Gorion, that Niklokanaseronadan met ten years ago, or maybe just a few minutes ago, tried to.... The scroll ends here[Give a visible indication of the spells that a mage already knows]
The third is a story about halfling Mikki who wanted to be called as "Tallest twolegger". He wanted to be a great tactician, but because he grew up in a village of half-elf druids, he always felt that what ever he tried to accomplish, he was left a bit short. Mikki had great plans for the protection of forest, but all of them were dwarfed by his dreams of being remembered as a someone great. Determined to make something of himself, he wrote a big book of strategy, that was eventually eaten by the smallest of mice[More combat formations}
The fourth scroll is definitely the weirdest of all, the contents of it are truly bizarre and more. In the chaos of elements, there are rules that apply, rules that are weird and once denied . Passengers you meet, are friends you never knew, but still they hold the key to the lock you didn't know you even need. In some dimension, you might greet a warrior who dedicates a life to the arts of fighting, strike thrice, witnessing the attempts of a sneeky one to strike even twice. Hours later, but days before, there's a warrior overwhelmed by one of a regiment thinking "I killed him, that's nice".[two modes of playing, Puritan that tries to go with the original BG settings as close as possible with the original ranger-cleric spell tables // proper spell tables, dual-class fighters getting weapon grandmastery etc.]
First scroll is a tale of a half-orc called Mondera. She was "born" in a land far away to a family of eight. She never knew her mother or father, but anyone she met meant more to him than either as we know. She was quick to master a strange weapon, slightly curved and forged with methods that made it more magical than mundane. Summers were always beautiful, at least the ones she saw, for the training was always strict and often days were spent inside. She never had a one I'd call " friend", for the competition was strict, and no one had time to waste. Those who thought they had, quickly disappeared. During a session of meditation, meant to last for a whole three days, Mondera's rival approached a tree she was meditating under and said "If I hated you any more, it would be I that was the target of this incantation". Mondera woke up and felt like all her strength was drained. . Apparently, Mondera kept dreaming of her weird weapon and training, until someone called Gorion told her to dig under the third tree behind a spot where they studied history of a the Forgotten realms, and she found the weird blade and recalled her training from the dreams[If you are proficient with a weapon type, you should own one]
The second is a tale of Niklokanasseronadan. It is a name he chose for himself, for everyone else called him a genious, but he had the most trouble of remembering anything but his own, self-given name. He loved running in the yards of Candlekeep, collecting scrolls that he found, with the intention to study them, but he never really remembered anything that he already had. A man that called himself Gorion, that Niklokanaseronadan met ten years ago, or maybe just a few minutes ago, tried to.... The scroll ends here[Give a visible indication of the spells that a mage already knows]
The third is a story about halfling Mikki who wanted to be called as "Tallest twolegger". He wanted to be a great tactician, but because he grew up in a village of half-elf druids, he always felt that what ever he tried to accomplish, he was left a bit short. Mikki had great plans for the protection of forest, but all of them were dwarfed by his dreams of being remembered as a someone great. Determined to make something of himself, he wrote a big book of strategy, that was eventually eaten by the smallest of mice[More combat formations}
The fourth scroll is definitely the weirdest of all, the contents of it are truly bizarre and more. In the chaos of elements, there are rules that apply, rules that are weird and once denied . Passengers you meet, are friends you never knew, but still they hold the key to the lock you didn't know you even need. In some dimension, you might greet a warrior who dedicates a life to the arts of fighting, strike thrice, witnessing the attempts of a sneeky one to strike even twice. Hours later, but days before, there's a warrior overwhelmed by one of a regiment thinking "I killed him, that's nice".[two modes of playing, Puritan that tries to go with the original BG settings as close as possible with the original ranger-cleric spell tables // proper spell tables, dual-class fighters getting weapon grandmastery etc.]
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