Planar Nomad: A Fifth Edition Background

You spent your early life going from one plane to another. Perhaps you were born to it or perhaps you are but a refugee from a cosmic disaster that spilled into your native plane. Your formative years spent thus, you have acquired a unique perspective on the multiverse, and while you may have settled down, for now, you understand the desire to see new skies. Skill Proficiencies: Arcana, Survival Languages: Any two planar languages (such as...

Dark Roads and Golden Hells: The Singing Throat

Out in the Great Beyond, we’re in the last few weeks of pulling Dark Roads and Golden Hells all together (for the Pathfinder side of the project anyway). We have eight new planes gazetteered, more flavorful mini-locations than an elf could spend his whole life adventuring through, at least half a dozen planar roads (both light and dark), and a smorgasbord of new spells, PC options, and hazards . . . not to mention a devilishly dangerous...

Between Heaven & Hell

“How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man.” —Johnny Cash This week I am mostly cataloguing and organising the 17+ (and still growing) pages of our brainstorm thread, which the damnably keen patrons are filling with such a never-ending river of great and profound ideas that it probably deserves an analog somewhere in...

Planescape Memories

We weren’t ready for Planescape. We were happy with our medieval analogues, playing brave young men and women from the local village, setting out in search of fame and fortune. But this was different. This was weird. First session went something like this: “This is the center of the universe. No one knows for sure exactly where it is but it’s shaped like a doughnut, run by 13 philosophies, and contains doorways to everywhere in existence.”...

Wayward Children of the Abyss (Part 5 of 5)

Rare to the point of being almost mythical, the children of malignant symmetry are never encountered individually within the Abyss. They are only found en masse when a large group of their kind besieges and lays waste to a demonic settlement or party of travelers. Survivors of such encounters are even rarer, and demonic lords have long seethed in frustration at their inability to find the source of these raids. What they do know is that the...

Wayward Children of the Abyss (Part 4 of 5)

And though we hide within the very depths of this plane, fearful for the revenge of both our enemies, their spawn, and our own kind, brooding and waiting, we have seeded the depths with children of our own, and it is they who will prepare the way for us. —Hymn of Sanguine Harmony, keketar protean of the Chorus of Malignant Symmetry Children of Malignant Symmetry: Z’kaelii Long considered a baseless legend among non-natives of the Abyss, the...

Wayward Children of the Abyss (Part 3)

Smoldering Host of the Risen “This is not what we had planned to create,” sighed the Archdaemon of Wasting. “This is not what I wanted.” “Can you call it a failure?” Her consort and servitor asked in return with a wry expression of pride. “Yes Trelmarixian, I do.” The reply dripped with a curious mixture of ownership, disappointment, and grudging respect. The Lysogenic Prince nodded, the gelatinous slurry of his facial features parting into a...

Wayward Children of the Abyss (Part 2 of 5)

Insular to the point of xenophobia, the peacock spawn interact only sparingly with outsiders, trading for weapons or magical items, but always with disdain as if they believed themselves superior to other beings even in the face of their own often desperate tribulations within the Abyss. Habitat & Society Continually wandering, with no set layer to call their home, the peacock spawn take refuge on abandoned or unclaimed layers, but even...

Wayward Children of the Abyss (Part 1 of 5)

A manifestation of twisted freedom and self-devouring depravity taken to their most horrific ends, the Abyss contains virtually uncountable numbers of fiends, perhaps bordering upon the infinite. But while its labyrinthine depths swim, choked by its fecund natives, its resident demons are not the only creatures hungering for blood and slaughter for their own sake. The tale of Golarion’s Abyss begins in the prehistory of the cosmos, and indeed,...


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