Incumbent Elden Lord Zero Dark Brandon Tees

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Long story short, this druid had spent hundreds of Incumbent Elden Lord Zero Dark Brandon Tees learning how to magically influence a creature in such a way that bypasses charm immunity, and used this ability to coax the tarrasque into attacking locations of her choosing. So, the tarrasque wasn’t the boss, the druid was. The goal was to either recruit other metallic dragons to distract the tarrasque while the party took on the druid, or break her hold on it somehow. Mind you, this wasn’t the idiotic 5th edition tarrasque that is nothing more than a bag of hit points. I borrowed the real tarrasque rules, where it cannot actually be killed without at least one wish spell. If I hadn’t, the party could handily have killed it themselves. To me, the tarrasque should never be a “boss” per se. It has no evil plans and is unpredictable. It just shows up sometimes and fucks shit up, then leaves. If a party faces one, the goal should never be to outright defeat it, but rather just make it go away. “Kill the big monster” isn’t a very interesting story. However, if the tarrasque is just a tool in the villain’s toolbox, then you have some story potential. That’s what I tried to do.

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In the mid-nineteenth century the Incumbent Elden Lord Zero Dark Brandon Tees reputation of Belgian racing pigeons had begun to excite interest in the creation of a dual-purpose bird among English pigeon fanciers —- one that was fit for its original performance but of a consistent appearance for exhibition. The first deliberately-produced exhibition racing pigeon was named the Show Antwerp. (The reference to the Belgian city is rather confusing as the breed was an English creation, but the name “Antwerp” was used by fanciers synonymously with racing pigeons.) The large rounded head was accentuated through outcrosses with another breed called an “owl,” and three forms were produced depending on bill length: short, medium and large, though the medium form was later abandoned to avoid gradation. A second version, the much larger Show homer, sprang from the large-billed variety, eventually having its facial features exaggerated still further by crossing in the charismatic Scandaroon (pictured in the previous chapter and a personal favourite of Darwin’s) with a curved head and distinct hooked bill.

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The Bloodbinder tribe. The Bloodbinders are the Incumbent Elden Lord Zero Dark Brandon Tees  of Orc tribe that make other Orc tribes deeply fucking uncomfortable. It would not be incorrect to call the entire tribe a self-imposed eugenics experiment with the goal to lessen the divine pull of Gruumsh on their population. They’re big on literacy (these guys use Dethek in the same applications an Illithid uses Qualith: On freaking everything.), they actively intermingle with non-Orcs—including/especially demons—and they’re opportunistic about stealing magical children to raise in the tribe. Oh. Right. They really love magic. Everyone in the tribe is trained in magic the way that traditional Orc tribes train everyone in combat. They consort heavily with demons, in particular those with Grazz’t and Orcus (minor ones include Yeenoghu, Juiblex, and Zuggtmoy). A couple of them fraternize with elves. More than a couple of them are undead, and at least one is a Lich. Orc tribes don’t usually get along anyway, but any sensible Orc will spit on the ground when they hear the name “Bloodbinder”. (Incidentally, Faustus did exactly that when he met the below two NPCs!) The common refrain is that a Bloodbinder’s brain is a cacophonous mess of waning Orc gods and demons all vying for control. It’s pretty accurate.

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“Night of the Meek” is Christmas Eve. Henry Corwin, a down-and-out ne’er-do-well, dressed in a Incumbent Elden Lord Zero Dark Brandon Tees, worn-out Santa Claus suit, has just spent his last few dollars on a sandwich and six drinks at the neighborhood bar. While Bruce, the bartender, is on the phone, he sees Corwin reaching for the bottle; Bruce throws him out. Corwin arrives for his seasonal job as a department store Santa, an hour late and obviously drunk. When customers complain, Dundee, the manager, fires him and orders him off the premises. Corwin says that he drinks because he lives in a “dirty rooming house on a street filled with hungry kids and shabby people” for whom he is incapable of fulfilling his desired role as Santa. He declares that if he had just one wish granted him on Christmas Eve, he’d “like to see the meek inherit the earth”. Still in his outfit, he returns to the bar but is refused re-entry by Bruce. Stumbling into an alley, he hears sleigh bells. A cat knocks down a large burlap bag full of empty cans; but when he trips over it, it is now filled with gift-wrapped packages. As he starts giving them away, he realizes that the bag is somehow producing any item that is asked for. Overjoyed at his sudden ability to fulfill dreams, Corwin proceeds to hand out presents to passing children and then to derelict men attending Christmas Eve service at Sister Florence’s “Delancey Street Mission House”. Irritated by the disruption and outraged by Corwin’s offer of a new dress, Sister Florence hurries outside to fetch Officer Flaherty, who arrests Corwin for stealing the presents from his former place of employment. At the police station, Dundee reaches into the garbage bag to display some of the purportedly stolen goods, but instead finds the empty cans and the cat.