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dartagnantt · 7 months
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PDFs of this and more can be found over on at my Patreon here!
So, the cycle this week, the cycles of an engine. Haha! I may have been playing some Baldur's Gate 3 and decided that Karlach is the best character. Anyway, here's the subclass she should have had avaliable to her, but didn't.
At the moment, they have exclusive access to the following:
Upcycling Magic Items
Circle of Rot
Destruction Domain
Earthbreaking Magic
I also have three classes over on DriveThrueRPG to check out:
The Rift Binder. A class specialising in summoning monsters and controlling the battlefield.
The Witch Knight. A class that combines swords and sorcery in the most literal way.
The Werebeast. A class that turns you into a half beast to destroy your foes.
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cryptid-peanut · 1 year
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Path of the Agitator Barbarian! This barbarians indignant rage inspires others to action using offensive teamwork! This was made as my personal celebration of our successful protest against the removal of the OGL. I’m used to making complex subclasses so I tried to make a simpler class, let me know if you have any feedback, I’d really appreciate it! 
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its-leethee · 4 months
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What kind of magic does the Jailer use, and what is her connection to the Key of Aaravos?
I have thought for a while that perhaps the Jailer is neither a primal nor a dark magic user, and that she utilized the Key of Aaravos to serve an important role in his imprisonment. Now, there isn't a lot of overt evidence for my hypothesis here; this is a ramble of pure speculation. I'm going to do my best to present the dialogue and canon-consistent logic to support my thoughts. Here goes:
The prevailing opinion in Xadia is that "human magic" is akin to trickery and sleight of hand. When confronted with Callum's claim of being a primal mage in 5x07, Nyx dismisses his boast reflexively: “I’ve seen ‘human magic.’ Fake ropes, false doors, birds and rabbits stuffed into clothing.” To her, it's common knowledge that humans can't use real primal magic, and her derisive attitude shows she doesn't have much respect for human magic either. As for dark magic, Nyx doesn't even mention it at all; as Lujanne said in 2x01, "we do not call that practice magic. It's an atrocity."
But human magic has one more specialty: creating and solving puzzles. The mechanical devices and riddles guarding the secrets in Kpp'ar's labyrinthine house and the rock-stone puzzle hiding the staircase to Viren's dungeon are story-significant examples of the types of innovations created by human magic. In 1x03, Ezran solves the rock-stone puzzle to reveal the staircase hiding Viren's dungeon. Callum answers the riddle posed by Rex Igneous in 4x08, "having knowledge isn't knowing knowledge…. He has a map!"
So neither a primal mage nor a dark mage would resort to puzzles and riddles, the gimmicks used by magic-less humans. So let's now consider the Jailer.
During the post-season four Discord Q&A, Aaron Ehasz states that the Jailer is a "mastermind of prisons and puzzles."
In episode 5x05, Archmage Akiyu tells the story of how she met the Jailer and introduces her as "a human mage." Akiyu goes on to explain:
"The archdragons had given the Jailer a daunting task, to design a magical prison that could hold a Startouch Elf. She needed my powers to craft the prison itself." (emphasis mine).
It stands to reason that a competent dark mage, with the notoreity to catch the attention of the archdragons, could bring that kind of power into her grasp on her own. So why would the Jailer seek out the powers of primal archmage, unless she couldn't wield that power herself? Furthermore, knowing the prejudice that the archdragons hold against dark magic--all of humanity was driven out of Xadia for refusing to forswear its use--I don't believe the archdragons would ever condone cooperating with a dark mage, even to quell an existential crisis like a demi-god bent on world destruction.
Akiyu tells us one more intriguing thing that the Jailer said:
"'The puzzle is the real prison,' she told me with a proud smile," (again, emphasis mine)
There's another word besides "magic" that we can use to describe the practice of creating and solving puzzles: cryptography; the art and science of creating and breaking codes and ciphers. The terms code and cipher are often used interchangeably, but their meanings are technically different. Basically, a code uses arbitrary substitutions while a cipher uses an algorithm.
Now, if you wish to solve a puzzle, you're going to need all the pieces - and if you wish to solve a cipher or code, you're going to need a key.
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More than one use has been hinted at for the Key of Aaravos. We've heard Rayla refer to it several times as a toy and a game piece (1x04, 2x07). In the book two novelization, Callum notices that the Key left marks on the ground that appeared to point toward Xadia (we get a glimpse of those lines in early episode 2x07). In 4x07, we get suspiciously up-close framing of the Key when Callum asks, "is there no primal gem for star magic?"
And a few months back, one of the TDP creators shared on Twitter about a season 6 scene that was eventually cut. In the scene, Callum holds the Key up to a symbol on a wall and says, "I'm gleaming the cube!" (if anyone remembers this twitter convo and can provide me a link to this, I would be so grateful)
This is the Key feature we're all most familiar with: its glow. When exposed to a source of magic, the corresponding primal magic symbol on the Key lights up. This is why I think one of the potential functions of the Key of Aaravos is as a cryptographic key. If it were held up to a magic-infused symbol, the glow effect would reveal the primal magic source - and in this way it could be used to decode a secret message.
In cryptography, a key is the series of words, symbols or phrases that contain all of the basic information you need to decode or understand a specific coded message. Both the sender and receiver of the coded message need to know the key in order to create the coded message or decode it into plaintext - to lock or unlock the meaning behind a cipher or code.
I can't speculate on the exact nature of the secrets that she encrypted with it, but the Key can literally shed light on the solution! It was a toy that was repurposed by a the Jailer, magicless human mage and mastermind of ciphers and codes, to protect the secrets of Aaravos and his prison.
Exactly what secrets it will be used to reveal remains part of the Mystery.
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if you're interested in learning more about cryptography, this page has links to a lot of my favorite resources
Recommended reading for more Key of Aaravos and the Jailer theories:
the post that initially enabled my crazy train of thoughts, thank you @beautifulterriblequeen
super rad analysis of the Jailer's unique character design by @kradogsrats, who also authored one of my favorite alternative hypothesis for the real function of the Key of Aaravos
an amazing thorough and detailed Key analysis, by @raayllum and another very interesting conversation about the Key here
Special thanks to @raayllum for answering my random Akiyu and Jailer questions, and to @self-spaghettification for giving me the push I needed to bring this essay together!
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mantisgodsart · 4 months
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Pretend to be what you will, but under the light of the full moon, there's no more room for playing at civility (you are a monster, and you cannot control your nature)
#our art#bug fables#finished#watercolor#vi#wereweevil vi#werecreature#we use a specific paint for the eyes and claws and such here and it doesn't show in a still picture but it shimmers blue-green in the light#anyways. FUCKED UP BEAST!!!#this is for a cool & fun fic we've had in the works for um. uhh. (pause as we look at the date)#...actually don't worry about it we'll finish it eventually#wereweevil form draws inspiration from both mantids and wild boars!#we're going with the theory that weevils and primal weevils are NOT the same species#but rather different species entirely that tend to cohabitate and have some aesthetic similarities because of it#golden path weevils are a VERY altered form of weevils that have adapted very far from their original form over time#and primal weevils are a member of superorder dictyoptera split off from an ancestor like...#googling it suggests the common name we're familiar with is not actually common since it didnt bring up results but the wood mantis#but honestly it could either be a split from one of the Flat Fuck mantids or a roach w those raptorial forelegs#while golden path weevils have evolved specifically to eat seedlings and are most likely a split of acorn weevil#primal weevils are Something Else Entirely and have the “everything and the kitchen sink” diet of a roach#though they do prefer plumplings and have over time developed teeth specifically for cracking them open and eating them#their mutualistic relationship with golden path weevils stems from this: cracking open otherwise difficult plumpling prey for GP weevils#and receiving the benefits of a pack of allies for hunting more difficult prey in return#primal weevils are most likely an awakened species from what we've seen of canon but we doubt roaches would acknowledge them#as related much less potentially another form of roach#seeing as the roaches in game seem to be purely based on a handful of “pest” species and not the absolute wealth of roach species out there#that have unique adaptations or mimicry or anything of the like#we don't think they would take well to mimic roaches or anything of the like. also ties in to our hcs for levi.#if youre not one of the core species of roach then you dont get considered a “roach”. there are probably plenty of mimic roaches out there#just not acknowledged as Roaches because the Roaches bugarians are familiar with were a single culture with only a handful of species
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crescentmp3 · 2 months
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hello! i am not in the harvard course, i was taking a programming class with a local college
ohh that's awesome!! ^^ i asked because the harvard course im taking starts at just about the same place and i've been very into coding recently.
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commanderogerss · 3 months
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@usergif new year, new fonts
day 04 - THREE TYPEFACES
The small half-orc grew up in the wilds, she learned to fend for herself. She spoke rabidly like the pack of wolves she grew around, they often would fight for her, until she got older and grew up from killing mice to killing rabbits. At the age of 6, Senosh was kidnapped up by a group of Orcs. She was branded with the name 'Gimond'. He was an Orc who smiled a toothy smile, but Senosh knew it wasn't a good smile. She picked up that he smiled when he was inflicting pain on another person. They lived in a camp and used as slaves. Senosh gained a lot of skills, even learned common from the humans and orcish from the orcs. She grew in the ranks but was still 100% a slave. Senosh became friendly with one of the friendlier slavers. The Orc told her that he'll help in any way possible. At the age of 17, Senosh made an army, and turned against all the Orcs. She smiled the same toothy smile that Gimond always gave when she hacked and slashed at his body. She didn't want to kill him but weakening him to show that you do not own anyone. Leaving the camp behind, she traveled the back road, avoiding general life, she takes the odd jobs that no one wants and completes them with no fail.
fonts used: chatime (dafont) / sunny spells basic (fontspace) / cocogoose letterpress (dafont) / gabriola / black scream (dafontfree) / avalors (dafont) / beatherlove (dafont) / the billion butterfly personal (fontspace)
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remma-demma · 3 months
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Oh no I’ve been making cloud / stargazing one of N’ephraha’s Things ™ and what if N’eph canonically pics up Astro in HW to remind him of Raha :(
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draconosaurus · 1 year
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WELCOME TO DINOSAUR VS! PICK YOUR CHAMPION!
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stxrmnight · 6 months
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I liked lingering in this instance. Tuskuyomi is so pretty...
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dartagnantt · 9 months
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PDFs of this and more can be found over on at my Patreon here!
The final curse, and I wanted a subclass that was cursed to contrast with the subclass that dishes them out. And what better than a loss of self control and the barbarian.
No, this subclass is not subject to the remove curse spell
Accursed Rage
Ironically, the curse itself doesn't change how your rage works, because it was the rage all along, or something like that. Also, a subclass that actually penalises you for using its feature is just bad design coughberserkercough
Incidentally, this kind of plays like the pathfinder skald, and can be beneficial if the cost of no spells and a lack of survival instincts
Fool Me Twice
Shame on me. I mean, if this one curse annoyed you, why would you want even more?
Contagious Curse
Useful, if you're against a large amount of foes that are good at charisma saves, or just lucky
Twist Fury
At long last, you can cause infighting. Hurray!
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raayllum · 2 years
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but no guys the cube is absolutely going to be a totally positive thing nothing dubious about it at all 
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rioteersstory · 1 year
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→ PRIVILEDGED TIME ←
We do all need some private time, just for ourselves and for our loved ones. Creatures most likely need that too, for the social ones. It has been already observed in modern animals behaviours, but for ancient ones, fossils were not expressing much of it.
» Huatau © Rossi. » Brownie, Art © Hopie.
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thesimsgates · 1 year
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Me, implementing my BaCC settlers into an orginal fantasy story and trying to rework the sims 2 hobbies into something that makes sense in that setting, and then stumbling upon 5 fitness-obsessed residents of a secluded forest settlement with winter lasting c. 1/2 of the year:
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peridots-pixiwolf · 9 months
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[Start ID. The ending screen of the ULTRAKILL level P-2: Wait of the World. It was completed on Standard with a D rank, with 43 minutes and 47.094 seconds in time, 3020 style, and 59 restarts and kills both. The ranking board is blacked out so OP's steam username isn't shown, and on the other side of the screen the stats are unusually absent, indicating this is OP's first time beating the level. End ID]
sorry for showing up to liveblog ultrakill and then abandoning tumblr for five days in a row. It will happen again
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random-bookquotes · 11 months
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They became gods because they followed their paths. They remain the most powerful because they keep following their path. Their path is the deepest creed they follow, their very fundamental principle of life. Their meaning. If their dedication to their path was so weak that something such as time could change it, they would have never become gods or stayed powerful to begin with
Zogarth, The Primal Hunter 5
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berrisweetsiren · 6 months
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“...Is this what it felt like…when you rose…as a phoenix…?”
With the dust cleared, I had stood in the middle of what was once the two dragons of ice and fire. I was breathless, hands trembling as I put a hand to my wrist- checking what I could to indicate that- truly…I was still alive. Somehow. 
Somehow.
What strength remained in my legs had all but fallen apart, sinking into the ice and snow as my stare cast out along the now empty field. All around me, I heard cheers and uproar, celebration…and yet, I felt…
Nothing. Nothing at all.
“Is…is it over?” My mouth moved before I could even think to ask, still in shock over the events that had just occurred. Everything I worked towards led to all of this…everything I’ve done, and the culmination of my work, and suddenly it was all…over.
“It…It looks so, Commander,” Over the communications line, Taimi spoke up, “But…it’s not completely over, you know. With both Jormag and Primordus gone… We may just have a doomsday crisis on our hands.”
I blinked, the information not registering. Everything felt so…hazy…And oddly warm. Even kneeled in the snow, with my armor shredded and my skin touching the ice…I felt warm. A burning sensation crawled up my arm, and I gave a nervous little laugh.
“Of course…Of course I remember.” I mumbled into the intercom, “It’s never really over, is it Taimi?”
“W…what do you mean? Commander?” I could hear the vague sound of Taimi typing rapidly on her computer, “Is everything alright?”
How honest could I be at this point? If I lied, and said I was fine… Sure, I’d maintain some sense of dignity over my comrades. I’d remain the strong, bold leader that they needed of me… But I just couldn’t keep it together. 
If I gave the truth though…
“I’m…I’m always fine, Taimi.” I eventually mutter, “I’ve…always gotta be fine, you know?”
Another laugh escapes my lips, not even believing my own lie, “Thorns, it’s warm.”
“Warm? Hold on.” 
Taimi’s typing escalated, and she gave a notable little gasp at…whatever it was she found.
“Commander- Elias. I need you to just…calm down. Your readings are very…unstable right now, and by the looks of it all the magic you’ve consumed over our time together could simply erupt out of you at any moment. You have to just…breathe, okay? Did you consume any other magic you didn’t mean to?”
“Taimi, you don’t understand,” I whisper, deflecting the last question with trembling  hands as I held the com close to my face, “You don’t even…know half of it…”
Taimi was silent for a moment, before signing, “Then let us in…please. I don’t know about that meathead of a champion, but all of us at Dragon’s Watch, we-”
“I can’t.” I immediately interjected. Out of all of our friends, it was Taimi I had confided the most in… which, honestly, was…probably shitty of me. I was a good bit older than her, and it wasn’t quite right to confide my burdens onto…onto a teenager.
“Fuck,” I whispered, hunching over myself. In the revelry, I found myself just beating myself up even more. I couldn’t have prevented any of this, could I? I couldn’t have stopped the world from going into an apocalyptic state… and I couldn’t even protect those I cared the most about. 
“Deep breaths, Elias,” Taimi rarely called me by name, “You can get through this…”
“Just like I’ve had to get through everything else, Taimi?!” I exclaimed, frustration beginning to boil over. I felt the magic in my veins begin to burn, and my arms trembled at its strength.
By now, the celebration had dimmed- seemingly due to the scene I was…no doubt making of myself. 
“Look, why don’t we just get in the helicopter and head back to the Eye of North, and discuss things there?” Taimi asked, her voice uncertain as if she was trying to diffuse a ticking time bomb. Hell, in a way I probably was, and I choked through my own laughter.
“Fuck me, Taimi, I’ve had to do all of this in the matter of a year or two! I don’t even recall anymore who I am outside of all of this!” I cried out into the com, not even listening to her as my hand tightened around the device, “I’ve been fighting, and fighting, and causing more and more and more problems for everyone around me! What is the fucking point?! I gave my everything to stop the world from ending, and what has happened in return!? I only lose, more and more of both myself- and everyone I ever knew!”
I hiss through my teeth, pain laced as I felt something drip off my cheek. Reaching an unsteady hand to touch my face, I wince further and see bright red liquid at my fingertips… not blood, not by a long shot… but tears. Liquid fire. It burned my cheeks, causing my head to start to fade into a fuzziness I couldn’t describe. Delirium? I don’t know. The deafening silence was growing so loud in my ears, however, that I could only turn around, standing and trying to get my bearings as I stared the crowd down.
“What?! Is this like some type of show to all of you?! Yes, this is who I really am! This is who your beloved Fatebreaker is! A fucking coward!” I exclaim, fingertips burning as I clenched the handle of my hammer, “Come on now, say it! You all know that I’m like a fucking jinx wherever I go!”
“Commander…” Caithe went to reassure me, and I swatted her hand away.
“No! I don’t want to hear it from you, of all people!” I hiss at her, brushing the bangs out of my face, “I’m so fucking tired of everyone either hating me, or wanting my help! I gave my everything for the safety of this world- I killed the love of my life so she would be free of Mordremoth’s voice, I even fucking DIED trying to protect my own mentor from dying to the hands of a God- and yet all I hear is how I’m a plight and that I’m the reason all of this happens!”
I cackle even more amidst my sobs, sparks lighting in my hands flickering on and off like a broken lighter, “You know…Joko, he was right about me. All I’ve ever done is make things worse, and now look where we are…” My knees trembled, and I fell back into the ice and snow, a sob starting to bubble out of my throat unwillingly. 
“Elias, please, your readings-” Taimi tried to intercept, but my hand gripped…too tight, the device shattering immediately in my palm. I just…felt nothing. And yet everything at the same time. Like every scar was about to burst open, like my mind was about to melt and all I’d be reduced to was just the pain and anguish of it all. I couldn’t even stop it. The buildup of the year and a half of everything being ripped away from me- my sense of self, my loves, my dignity and my sense of moral justice- it all came crashing down at once like a house of cards, curling into myself to try and recontain all that pain. Some part of me knew, though, it was for naught… Though, something caught my eye. A familiar red color, that caused my outburst to pause…for the briefest moments.  I turned, and saw her… Ashe. 
And it almost felt real… Gods, it almost felt real. I just desperately whispered to her. “...Is this what it felt like…when you rose…as a phoenix…?”
“Everybody, clear out, now!” I could faintly hear someone else exclaim, as I felt everything start to burn- burn more and more until there was nothing else.
…And all I could remember, was the scream that tipped off my lips before everything had gone black.
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