(Illustration by Chris McFann) It’s raining drakes! Find a whole slew of these fierce mini-dragons in the Book of Drakes. Masters Daigle and Welham can show you the way… __ This miniature dragon, radiating near-blinding illumination, flies effortlessly toward a group of shambling zombies. The creature bursts into an improbably brighter ball of light, and […]
(Illustration by Chris McFann) It’s raining drakes! Find a whole slew of these fierce mini-dragons in the Book of Drakes. Masters Daigle and Welham can show you the way… __ An impossible combination of spider and dragon stares at you with its six eyes while its mandibles clack in hunger. Hundreds of bright red spiders
(Illustration by Chris McFann) There are places where the border between realities is thin, places where the energies of the inner planes can easily pour through: places like volcanoes and the Blood Caves. [previously] The Thing That Cuts The thinning of the veil trap and the healer’s touch trap need something, someone, to activate their
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Dusting the dirt and maggots from its skin, the corpse rises from the grave longing for the sweet kiss of a soulmate. [previously] __ An old gypsy remedy for killing strigoi: Dig out hearts; cut in two. Drive a nail into the forehead. Place clove of garlic on the tongue. Smear body with fat from
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Dusting the dirt and maggots from its skin, the corpse rises from the grave longing for the sweet kiss of a soul mate. [previously] __ If left alone with the comatose victim, the strigoi hastens to feast upon the brain. It dislocates its jaw and bites through the skull, working its way around the skull
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“Welcome, human, to my humble kobold bookshop! How may I serve you, O lord?” “You wish to know about drakes? Woe is me! I have nothing about drakes. My wares are worthless! I shall set fire to my wretched excuse for a shop and hurl myself off the…what’s that? My cousin Jiro sent you?” “Right.
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Sometimes the big book of adventures isn’t quite big enough. Sometimes a project gets a few items for the blog a little later than the editor can handle. When that happens, we know we have good stuff for a PDF supplement, and the one for Streets of Zobeck is a doozy. Yes, the mean streets
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(Illustration by Chris McFann) It’s not easy being a monster in the Pathfinder Roleplaying Game. Over time, adventurers and monster hunters have a significant impact on monster populations, leaving only the strongest, luckiest, and most cunning to survive. Sometimes, though, monsters band together to increase their chances. They use their powers to complement one another
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One of the fun events at conventions like Gen Con and PaizoCon is Adam Daigle’s “Monster in an Hour” seminar, where he creates—you guessed it—a fully-statted and illustrated monster in an hour. Mr. Daigle was crowned King of the Monsters in 2009, and since then has contributed to the Bestiary 2 and many other projects.
(Illustration by Chris McFann) Dusting the dirt and maggots from its skin, the corpse rises from the grave, longing for the sweet kiss of a soul mate. Strigoi are undead creatures who return to this mortal coil to fulfill their greatest regret. They appear exactly as they did when they were interred, and as long
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(Illustration by Chris McFann) Most adventurers know the sound of a wild boar rustling through the underbrush. But when the boar turn out to be the underbrush, very few are prepared for the surprise. [previously] __ The typical “adult” form of these creatures, the porky pine bears a resemblance to a small coniferous tree. Wide needle-like
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(Illustration by Chris McFann) The brackish water bubbled violently, and the creature emerged with a wave of fishy stench. Its massive scaly body was studded with hundreds of staring eyes, each fixed on me. Its tentacles whipped forward as I turned to run. Brine terrors are bloated, pustulant masses of oceanic detritus composed of rotting fish,
Someone was whistling, and it was a tune Scarred Marshant knew well, but it was no shanty. It was a haunted bit of a tune—the sort of thing you hear in the lower churches what teach the worship of demons. He’d never heard the tune, strict to truth. He only half-remembered it, the song that
Most adventurers know the sound of a wild boar rustling through the underbrush. But when the boar turn out to be the underbrush, very few are prepared for the surprise. Swine Tree A swine tree, also known as susero to the fey, attacks anything it perceives as a threat and usually attacks without mercy. Most
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Your breath catches as they emerge from the shadows, each a gore-splattered marionette with black hollows where their eyes should be. Only the jagged, sharpened teeth protruding from their cold porcelain smiles mar their faces. They move like nightmares, limbs held falsely and jerking from motion to motion. Tiny fingers end in wicked steel blades,
The creature scampers down its web toward you, far more nimble than a thing the size of a cow has any right to be. As it moves, however, it becomes clear that this isn’t a spider—spiders don’t have venom-dripping stingers on their back. Duergar bear responsibility for the creation of this ill-tempered amalgam. More specifically,
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