There are some great bead storage boxes available at Michaels (and probably other craft stores) that fit Small, Medium and Large pawns in separate sections. If you cut out a small section of the horizontal plastic, you can make a space large enough for the Superbig pawns as well. I've found that you can fit a complete Bestiary box easily in one, and about three APs in one, with the exception of the Superbigs.
There are some great bead storage boxes available at Michaels (and probably other craft stores) that fit Small, Medium and Large pawns in separate sections. If you cut out a small section of the horizontal plastic, you can make a space large enough for the Superbig pawns as well. I've found that you can fit a complete Bestiary box easily in one, and about three APs in one, with the exception of the Superbigs.
Cheapy wrote:
Obviously, she gets between two of the mirror men, so there are suddenly an infinite number of Merisiels reflected. Outnumbered so badly, the Mirror Men flee.
My wife, gearing up to make a character for a new RotR campaign was reading the player's guide and was intrigued by the "dwarven mage smith" mentioned briefly therein... and yet, I can't find anything in the supplementary materials for Pathfinder or the RPG about it... is this something that's been covered yet, or is it something I need to go back to 3.5 to search for? Any help appreciated!
Phil Lacefield Jr. wrote:
Ah, but will you complain if the New York Times reviews it on the 27th?
I'm running online, and we're moving slowly, so I'm not too worried about people remembering details several months later when these things actually come up... plus, it's been ten sessions and they only just now got to Filge, so I needed something to get the phrase "Age of Worms" into their heads... Avedrion's Dream (ranger, underground environmentalist): You were deep beneath a mine in an underground chamber with a black pool. A being--man? woman?--in long green robes approached you. He (for the sake of narration) was wearing a mask, but you knew that underneath the mask there was no face. He spoke in a whisper. "We three have paved the way. Our god soon rises. From three will become one." You drew your swords to attack him, but with a motion he cut your hand off at the wrist. As you crumpled in pain, he whispered to you, "The Age of Worms is coming..." Hannah's Dream (fighter, redneck): You went out back behind your parents home where they keep the livestock and poultry. One of the chickens was dead upon her nest, her neck broken. Still, even dead, she spoke to you, "My egg, my egg..." You looked underneath her and found a large black egg in the nest. It cracked open and a handful of large green worms slithered out. The chicken clucked a final warning before dying, swarmed over with the wriggling nightcrawlers, "The Age of Worms is coming..." Ashella's Dream (mage, wannabe alchemist): You were running back to the abandoned mine office that Phwex had been living in... something was wrong, you'd forgotten something. Strangely, when you returned, you were already there, talking to the other party members. You approached yourself, a strange feeling in your mind, like someone was listening to your thoughts. The mirror-Ashella turned, and as she opened her mouth to speak, four long worms stretched out like tongues, hanging from her chin. "The Age of Worms is coming..." the other you whispered malevolently... Arkin's Dream (fighter/thief, Smenk's goon): You were in a great arena, facing off against a mighty warrior. You could hear the cheers of the crowd as you rushed forward into battle. Just before you engaged the fighter, though, a great worm cames up from the earth and swallowed him. As the warrior was being pulled down the creature's mouth, he reached out to you for help, crying, "The Age of Worms is coming..." just before the dead of the earth began to rise... Angie's Dream (cleric, mother of five): You were walking through the destroyed wreckage of Diamond Lake. Phwex was walking alongside you, counting the dead. A great black dragon flew overhead, and you turned to run, but Phwex put a calming hand on your shoulder. "Don't fear him, he's not dead," he said. "It's the dead ones you have to worry about." The black dragon flew higher, eclipsing the sun. "The Age of Worms is coming," Phwex said, and you could see that he was nothing but a walking corpse, who crumbled into dust before your eyes... (Phwex was an NPC red herring who brought them to the cairn and then got assassinated by his girlfriend's father's hired killer.) Suffice it to say, the portents got the session off to quite a creepy start, which made the trip into the observatory all the more disquieting. Thanks for the great idea! |