Quick Map Generation

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I wanted to be able to generate a country in under 5 minutes so I made this. The method is very simple and (if I were ever so desperate) lets me have everything I would need to use the map at the table; geographic features, plot hooks, interesting locations and culture. The map generation can be scaled to your need, it is good for small regions to entire countries and can be made more detailed by rolling more dice. I have successfully used the method on a big piece of paper to make an entire landmass of bordering countries, big and small.  

The Midnight Crawler

My second submission to Cavegirl's Harry Clarke Bestiary

While writing this monster I was reminded of this scene from David Lynch's Mulholland Drive. 

It's difficult to pull off a monster 'that's so scary you die' at the table. I make reference to the creature's distinct sounds, if you can bear to attempt guttural disjointed chortling you'll definitely succeed in making your players (if not yourself) uneasy. 

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The Midnight Crawler

Armour class: As unarmoured

Hit dice: 2

Move: As human

Attacks: Terror (see special abilities), Laughter (see below) and scratch (1d4)

No. Appearing: 1 or gang 2d6

Morale: 8

Treasure: None

Alignment: Chaotic

Description: Midnight Crawlers were once long-forgotten lunatics and ragged half-men. Having undergone a demonical change, becoming an entity of death-dealing fear they now aspire to use their horrifying influence for their own ghastly amusements. Their only delight is their simpering malice which they can inflict on the unbeknownst innocent.

Many a household have been torn down in raving fits of wild screaming-death by the Midnight Crawlers. When a manor’s inhabitants have died of fright, simply from a glance through the window at soulless leer of a Midnight Crawler, it will squirm it’s way inside. There it will cavort lopsidedly - moaning in gibbering reverie; a wildly wheeling dance of brassy chortling and stuttering, gurgling giggles.

When the sun sets bar your door. Ignore the rasping breath and the sly tapping at your window pane for only the heartiest, bravest souls may endure the wracking pain of a Crawler’s terror.

Abilities: Anything that sees the creature will take d10 points of fear-damage directly to it’s HP. This fear-damage decreases by a die size each subsequent round an individual is exposed to the Crawlers, a victim becomes immune to this effect when the effect is reduced below d4 fear-damage. So terrifying are the Midnight Crawlers that if it does more damage than it’s victim’s HD, the victim can only inflict a maximum of 1 hp’s worth of damage to the Crawler regardless of the type of attack. Multiple Midnight Crawlers do no inflict multiple fear attacks, each Midnight Crawler adds +1 damage to that rounds fear-damage dice.

When everyone has succumbed to the Midnight Crawler it will enter the space and begin it’s ungainly, impish dance until interrupted. It’s laughter, when heard, deals 1d4 points of fear damage.

The Embonpoint Prince

My submission to Cavegirl's Harry Clarke Bestiary

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Armour class: As unarmoured

Hit dice: 9

Move: Immobile (functionally)

Attacks: 1 chew (1d4), dissolve (see below)

No. Appearing: 1 (accompanied by 2d20 level 0 attendants) 

Morale: 5

Treasure: Feast of rich exotic foods and fine fortified wines all misted by a layer of

black spittle, immense hidden wealth.

Alignment: Chaotic

Description: When ignoble men of immense wealth succumb to impermissible

hedonism and occult greed they degenerate into a blackened mass of cloying

gunge - Embonpoint Princes. They greasily lounge in their oozing excess as their

domains decay and their cruelty grows, whiling away their unnatural lives supping

on fine wines, sickly-sweet meats and the frightfully thrilling taboo of human

flesh. Embonpoint Princes are pawed on by a host of wickedly obsequious and

emaciated attendants, deluded and desirous of their own transformation into an

Embonpoint Prince.

Special Abilities: When smelled Save vs Paralysis or become intoxicated by the

heavy hazy sweetness that sweats and beads from the Embonpoint Prince. When

enthralled by the excessive smell begin to stumble towards the Embonpoint

Prince rerolling the save only if someone attempts to wake you. When you come

into contact with the Prince become stuck into it’s black lardy slime as an ant

might be stuck in honey. As soon as you become trapped you wake from your

stupor. Each round Save vs Poison to avoid taking 1d6 points of damage until you

are freed or dissolved. The Prince may freely chew upon any victims it has

trapped dealing 1d4 damage. This effect lingers on after the death of the Prince.

An Embonpoint Prince’s attendants are acclimated to it’s stench and are not

subject to its effect.