Download or read book Sword of Undeath written by Master Ahaz and published by Independently Published. This book was released on 2023-10-20 with total page 0 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: As vultures turn counter-clockwise in the sky, as evil planets appear in the firmament and the anchors among the celestial bodies reverse their orbit - as blood and human body parts rain down from starships emanating from the subterranean heavenly planets, the planets of the ghosts and the hellish planets themselves, so extinguishing the sacrifical fires of the sages, by all these signs you will know that we are approaching. The undead - the monarchs inhabiting the despotic helm of the Court of Ahaz - the evil kings and queens of old, the warriors of renown. In days of yore we were known as the Rephaim but now we possess the bodies of those administering this wamphyric house - three-hundred and thirty-three evil spirits to one possessed, undead uncaring "walking death" flesh-body wamphyr - often more. Those who seek human identity in such entombed fleshly vessels do so in error for it is only us so inhabiting - wave upon wave, rank upon rank. We issue this dark summons only to those who genuinely resonate with the inhumane - those who lust with black, fanatical will to hold aloft accursed swords of total death - recreating this earth as cemetery. Dark stars call, shadow planets leverage their hideous grasp obsessing, possessing. Our black hand is upon you. Cross the barrier, step through the passage, embrace that hitherto forbidden. Immortality awaits in world aflame.

Download or read book The Monsters Know What They re Doing written by Keith Ammann and published by Simon and Schuster. This book was released on 2019-10-29 with total page 560 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: From the creator of the popular blog The Monsters Know What They’re Doing comes a compilation of villainous battle plans for Dungeon Masters. In the course of a Dungeons & Dragons game, a Dungeon Master has to make one decision after another in response to player behavior—and the better the players, the more unpredictable their behavior! It’s easy for even an experienced DM to get bogged down in on-the-spot decision-making or to let combat devolve into a boring slugfest, with enemies running directly at the player characters and biting, bashing, and slashing away. In The Monsters Know What They’re Doing, Keith Ammann lightens the DM’s burden by helping you understand your monsters’ abilities and develop battle plans before your fifth edition D&D game session begins. Just as soldiers don’t whip out their field manuals for the first time when they’re already under fire, a DM shouldn’t wait until the PCs have just encountered a dozen bullywugs to figure out how they advance, fight, and retreat. Easy to read and apply, The Monsters Know What They're Doing is essential reading for every DM.

Download or read book Terra Immortalis written by Nathan Sumsion and published by Lulu.com. This book was released on 2008-06-01 with total page 202 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Terra Immortalis is a fantasy role-playing game of imagination and adventure. The dead walk the earth, a mad god has doomed the planet, and you are the heroes in the planet's last hours. Are you up to the challenge?

Download or read book The Sword Never Sleeps written by Ed Greenwood and published by Wizards of the Coast. This book was released on 2011-11-22 with total page 347 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The thrilling conclusion to Ed Greenwood's epic about the rise of the Knights of Myth Drannor, the greatest adventurers Faerûn has ever seen A cry for heroes went out from the kingdom of Cormyr when treachery threatened to bring her low, and the Knights of Myth Drannor left the pastoral comforts of Espar to answer that call. Chartered by the king and knighted by the queen, they have earned the name of adventurers. But to save Cormyr, they must become more than that—they must become heroes. But do the Knights of Myth Drannor have what it takes? Thus far, they have defeated both dark magic and treason, but true heroes do more than stumble across victory. True heroes are relentless in the pursuit of evil. The true hero’s sword never sleeps . . .

Download or read book Prince of Undeath written by Bruce R. Cordell and published by . This book was released on 2009 with total page 0 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Presents a Dungeons and Dragons adventure for the 27th to the 30th level, providing adventure hooks, set up information, tactics, and features of areas.

Download or read book Outcastia Campaign Setting Book III Campaign Master s Manual written by Nitehawk Interactive Games and published by Lulu.com. This book was released on 2012-07-19 with total page 326 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Welcome to Book III of the Outcastia Campaign Setting for the d20 System. You've journeyed through the land in World Tour and learned what you need to know about the realm, you dove into the meat of the Setting with newly designed gaming elements that help you make your mark in the "Land of Dragons" with the Player's Guidebook, now it is time for you to delve into creating your own games as the Campaign Master(TM) with Book III: The Campaign Master's Manual. This book includes: In depth NPCs to add to your games to both strengthen them and to freshen them up, a sampling of monsters unique to Outcastia to wet your appetite before the release of The Tome of Terrors, and more. With this book you will have everything you need to run a campaign in the realm of Outcastia (and beyond). Everything you need is included... So what are you waiting for? Grab some paper and pencils. Bring out that dice. Rev up your imagination. Your journey awaits, if you have the nerve...

Download or read book Black Blooded Heart written by Joseph Barresi and published by midnightrise. This book was released on 2011-06-13 with total page 722 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Valdimir...The Butcher of Antamor...the First Dark Knight...Morith's Chosen. These are all titles of the villanious Valdimir, a once proud and just knight of Arathon that had once believed in protecting the innocent and punishing the wicked. The first and only barbarian that ever became a knight, Valdimir had gained both fame and respect during his time as knight. All that changed when tragedy struck his life and he began to question his beliefs as a knight and began to turn towards the Death Gods for guidance...most notably, the God of Death himself, becoming his most devoted follower in life. Having been killed over 300 years ago during the events of the novel The Curse of Silver Blood, Valdimir is brought back to life as a death knight, once again under the service of the dreaded Death God. Valdimir's long absence from a hugely different world then when he had once lived begins to cause him to question his faith once again, even in death. In this gripping and emotional story, Valdimir's life as a knight is fully described, as well as how he was raised from death itself to once again serve the will of Morith. From his joining the knighthood, all the way up to his grief stricken turn to the Death Gods, to the present time in Arator where Valdimir awakens, Black Blooded Heart is a dark and moving tale of a man who's soul has been tainted through life's brutal circumstances. Will Valdimir once again bow down before Morith, or will he take his own path...forging his own destiny in a new world that still freshly remembers the atrocities and horrors he acted on in his former life?

Download or read book The Death of the Skeleton Swordsman Dominating as a Cursed Saint Volume 1 written by Hozumi Mitaka and published by J-Novel Club. This book was released on 2024-07-10 with total page 256 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Al is a holy knight, a warrior charged with protecting the innocent from the hordes of ravenous monsters terrorizing the lands. He was, anyway… After being bitten by an undead creature, Al dies–but not for long. Al awakes as an undead, cursed to live an undying life as a mindless monster. However, unlike ordinary undead, for some mysterious reason he retains his mind and sanity. Three hundred years later, flesh rotting off to reveal a living skeleton, Al meets Astrantia. As a descendant of a witch, Astrantia offers to restore his body on one condition: he must agree to become her knight and help her put an end to the unholy curse once and for all. Alongside Astrantia, Al enters an academy for training saints—teams of holy knights and holy women who fight to rid the world of the undead. Al must hide his identity as an undead—the very thing everyone in the school seeks to eradicate—in order for Astrantia to succeed and keep her word. Keeping his secret under wraps proves to be as difficult as hiding his lack of flesh but, if there’s one thing he can’t hide, it’s the strength he’s been honing for the past three hundred years!

Download or read book Adventures from the Potbellied Kobold written by Jeff C Stevens and published by Jeff Stevens Games. This book was released on 2021-04-02 with total page 174 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Adventures from the Potbellied Kobold provides you with fifteen adventures to use as one-shots, additions to your current campaign, or as inspiration for a new campaign. We've even included a way to link several of the adventures, providing you with a mini-campaign. The adventures range in difficulty from low to mid-level, and many include adjustment suggestions, allowing you flexibility with the adventure's difficulty. The adventures are short and sweet, targeting play times of 1 to 3 hours. Of course some adventures may run a bit longer depending on your play style, group, and how often your adventurers debate over who gets what magic item.

Download or read book Spinner of Lies written by Bruce R. Cordell and published by Wizards of the Coast. This book was released on 2012-06-05 with total page 326 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: A quest for love and a quest for justice take Demascus on a journey unlike any other in this second and final Sword of the Gods novel Memories of his past incarnations haunt Demascus, even as he searches for stolen portraits that contain the trapped souls of demigods. Meanwhile, drow creep beneath the city of Airspur, intent on precipitating war between Akanûl and a rival nation. As Demascus attempts to win freedom from the ghost of his murdered lover, he agrees to thwart the drow’s secret scheme—sending him on a trail that stretches between the Demonweb, Airspur, and an island that appears on no map. Spinner of Lies is a sequel to Sword of the Gods, and is also tied to the Rise of the Underdark, an event that will have bold, sweeping ramifications across—and under—the Forgotten Realms.

Download or read book Undead Evolution Series Wights written by Anthony Uyl and published by Lulu.com. This book was released on 2016-01-06 with total page 58 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Enter the realm of the night as you take on the wight. The evil of the wight reawakens in this supplement with quick rules on how to play wights if your game master is so daring with a quick wight template and a new race: the dreaded Half-Wight. A half undead creature that people tend to stay away from. Inside are 10 new wights from the Dire Wight, the Energy Wight and the horrid Harbinger Wight. But that's not all, included with each is a basic character class so that you can play each individual wight with unique rules for each. You'll also find 25 feats, 19 new spells and 3 new wight gods each with their own planar descriptions for places to take your players to explore. Face the might of the wight and see if you come out ... alive or otherwise.

Download or read book The Demon s Claw written by Dave Morris and published by Fabled Lands Llp. This book was released on 2014 with total page 346 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The darkest hour approaches... To recover the final fragment of the Sword of Life, you are forced to make an uneasy alliance with the exiled prince who seeks its twin, the Sword of Death. The next phase of your quest takes you through the alleyways of the city of Crescentium, where assassins lurk in the shadows and fanatic crusaders are vigilant to mete out punishment to any who break their harsh laws. But mortal foes are not your greatest threat. You must embark on a ship that voyages between worlds, face jinn and fire wizards, and contend against the still-powerful remnants of forgotten gods. In this land of sorcery, you will encounter terrors and wonders more fabulous than you have ever imagined - until your ultimate destination, the very shores of Life and Death, where you come face to face with your greatest foe. Blood Sword can be played either solo or in a team of up to four people, providing the most exciting challenge yet in fantasy adventures, combining the best of role-playing, novels and tabletop games. What reviewers say: ""A lush and gorgeous campaign, one of the best I've played..."" ""Without exaggeration, the finest entry in the best 'ongoing story' gamebook series ever crafted..."" ""A grand adventure. Ends on an absolutely awesome cliffhanger that leaves you just gasping to read the fourth book in the series...""

Download or read book Sword of the Undead written by Steven Fujita and published by . This book was released on 2010-04 with total page 146 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: "Incorporating real events in Japanese and United States history, Sword of the Undead combines old-fashioned horror with classic Japanese samurai drama resulting in an enjoyable re-telling of the Dracula story ... with a twist." -- Back cover.

Download or read book Unholy written by Richard Lee Byers and published by Wizards of the Coast. This book was released on 2010-01-26 with total page 352 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Join heroes fighting the undead hordes! A powerful undead sorcerer reigns in Thay over a frightened people and hordes of undead. The mageocracy in exile, masters of no more than their beaten army, watch from distant shores as the new King of Thay prepares a great magical ritual--a ritual they cannot allow him to bring to completion. The conclusion of The Haunted Lands series, the events in Unholy will have tremendous impact on the Forgotten Realms(R) world. From the Paperback edition.

Download or read book Sevenfold Sword Unity written by Jonathan Moeller and published by Azure Flame Media, LLC. This book was released on 2018-04-30 with total page 408 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The quest of the Seven Swords will destroy kingdoms. Ridmark Arban is the Shield Knight, questing to stop the rise of the evil New God. But Ridmark and his companions are caught in the war between the final remnant of the dying gray elves and the brutal muridach horde. Unless Ridmark can save the gray elves, he and his friends will die, and the New God will rise in power to enslave the world...

Download or read book Undeath Taxes written by Drew Hayes and published by . This book was released on 2015-08-11 with total page 382 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The sequel to the Amazon bestseller THE UTTERLY UNINTERESTING AND UNADVENTUROUS TALES OF FRED, THE VAMPIRE ACCOUNTANT. After discovering just how filled with magic, intrigue, and adventure the parahuman world of being an Undead American can be, Fredrick Frankford Fletcher did exactly what was expected--he became a certified parahuman accountant. Myths and legends, as it turns out, are not so great at taking appropriate deductions and keeping their receipts, and Fred is more than happy to return to a life others view as woefully dull, expanding his accounting business to cater to various monsters and their respective financial needs. Said monsters are, unfortunately, still spectacular at pulling Fred into trouble, though. And despite merely wanting to stick with simple paperwork, Fred once again finds he is going to have to deal with enchanted weaponry, government agents, possessed houses, and one enigmatic dragon's interest. In the parahuman world, any business can turn deadly, even one as mundane as accounting.

Download or read book The Army of the Undead Alternate Reality written by Ronald Wintrick and published by Ronald Wintrick. This book was released on 2013-05-20 with total page 509 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Favel's lower half fell away, kicking and thrashing, rolling across the cobblestones, then somehow managed its feet. A black gush of blood poured out of Favel's upper half, which still clung to the soldier, still feasting on the soldier's face. The man still screamed. His knife still plunged into Favel impotently. The soldier who had chopped Favel in half stepped back in horrific incomprehension. The look on his face would have taken tomes to describe. Then he spewed his guts in an explosive convulsion that sprayed over the two struggling men, but neither seemed to notice. At the last moment the soldier's head turned in time to notice the approach of the pair of legs. He swung his sword and chopped down through the hips and separated the two legs, which fell away from one another but continued to struggle on. When he came upon the first combatants, the Necromancers were nowhere to be seen. There was heavy fighting but the men seemed to be slowly overwhelming the Ignacian, fighting in a Line Formation where they could more easily bring their swords and axes into service. The men were steadily falling back, but that was only so that they did not have to walk among the fallen body parts of the enemy, which continued to fight even when cleaved to individual pieces. A legless torso would clamber forward and attempt to climb a man, and would have to be chopped away. When one of their own fell, the men turned and chopped their own comrade to pieces, even if he was not completely dead. The merest scratch by one of the Ignacian was a death sentence that arrived only minutes later, and as gruesome as it might seem to chop apart your own comrades, it was a duty that had to be done. The men continued to fall back, but the Ignacian were taking a heavy toll. The now tireless team pulling the woman's wagon followed them like lost dogs, but the woman and her children leaped out onto the first unwary humans they encountered. It was an amusing game to watch the Ignacian tear into the helpless people. There were many variations of the game. Kill one among a family and watch as the others rush to see what is wrong. Kill the child in the mother's arms and watch laughing as it rips off the breast it was feeding on. They rode into the city, killing and killing as they went, the chain reaction now unstoppable. Moruv nodded uncertainly. Since when did the Warlord make inspections of his land? Since when did he go anywhere without an armed escort? A sizable one at that! Who was the tall stranger with him? Moruv had the strangest sensation while looking at him that his face had wavered and rippled! Ridiculous of course, but after yesterday's events, Moruv was looking at the world with an entirely new viewpoint, one in which previously impossible things had just become the possible. He was sure that nothing could now surprise him, but he was wrong. The Ignacian poured forward over the lip of the trench, the front rows just falling in as their uncoordinated movements tumbled them forward. Some tried to step in, or jump down, but they could not accomplish anything so complicated. They continued to march forward into the opening until they had filled the trench and then their comrades walked over their bodies, into the bristling pikes. When he reached their point of origin, the westernmost end of the Big Wood's Road, and found that the Ignacian element had not yet reached the fortifications which had been erected there, he floated over the unknowing Army and the Sisters arrayed there to defend their breastworks and watched the Ignacian finish closing the short distance to the waiting Army. Lives would certainly be lost this day but Lester needed to see what kind of a defense the flesh and blood soldiers would be able to pose against their undead adversaries. His timing had been nearly perfect and he did not have to wait long. Daghula and the rest of the Necromancers were all alike in that regard- they thought they were too good to bow and grovel before their true Master! Malton was not impeded by such arrogant shortcomings. He knew and understood Sheitan's superiority. When that eventual day came he would grovel happily, in blissful acceptance of his fate, at the Master's feet. The Master would be pleased with him. He would pet him and croon to him as Malton groveled. No. Malton did not fear that eventual day. Not in the least. She was on the field of battle. All around her raged unceasing combat, men and women, even children, battling the undead Ignacian, and every time one of the living fell, mortally wounded, he rose immediately as one of the enemy, to strike down those he had just stood with, his loved ones, his own family. Jana was fighting with her short sword and Casting Wizard's Fire but there was little room in the melee for the use of it without fear of hitting the living. For as far as she could see, in every direction, there was nothing but the heaving bodies of those engaged in mortal combat, then the old woman's eyes seemed to withdraw and Jana reeled away. Cloudless and as bright as any night could hope to be under the brilliance of the billions of stars above, Daghula cast an illusion which made him invisible then drew the great Black Sword which Sheitan himself had given him, buried within the heart of a great volcanic rock which even his spells had been unable to dislodge; he had chipped the rock away by hand to expose the hungry blade, this direct Channel to the Lower Plane and Sheitan himself. He drew it now and felt it quiver in his hand, as if it were a thing alive unto itself, but it was not, it merely conveyed the hunger of its Master. For those who it consumed there could be no salvation, their souls sent directly to the Lower Plane, no matter what life they lived while here. "It was the Wizard Timan! He attacked me in Specter Form!" Nimian snarled. Everything unknown in life became clear after death when the soul's unlimited ability to comprehend was released from its limiting physical bonds. It would also make the torments of Hell that much more acute. "It be." Old Woman said. She had been called Old Woman for so long that she had completely forgotten her given name. She had bounced Hirren, their hot tempered King, on her knees when he was but a babe as she had bounced Hirren's father before him, and his father before him, and even beyond that, though her memory no longer served her well enough to remember just exactly how long she had been alive. The days just continued to pass and she continued to move through them. She was Old Woman. "The Balance," Marea emphasized, "is contingent upon toil and struggle. The future depends on Right and Justice, but Righteousness must come to its own as must Discord and Rebellion. The day will come, eventually, when Discord and Rebellion must finally cease to exist, but that cessation must be brought about by the hand of man. This is our world, and if we wish to keep the Good which is within it, we will have to fight for it. Excerpts; -"You don’t think the war in Parce will reach us here, do you, mum?" Timan asked, not really knowing what he expected, but in no way expecting the reaction she did have. The smile fell from her lips, the joy left her eyes, and clouds of sorrow seemed to cross her countenance. .......... -"Those who came through here last week claimed to be fleeing an Army of the Undead. An Army of the Undead led by a Necromancer they called Daghula Ichorious." "Not led," Marea corrected, "but forced through Evil spells from their very graves to rise and do the Necromancer’s bidding. They do not follow willingly. No one rises from their grave willingly." "You speak of it as if you know of such things!" Timan said, causing his mother to blanch slightly, as if this were a subject she had not wanted raised. Not ever. "Your mother was not always a farmer’s wife and a mother. She was once a very well-known Sorceress of not inconsiderable Power!" Jarod said, a small smile now twisting his lips, and something else was there, as well. A certain deference Timan had never noticed before but now that he had noticed it, realized it had always been there. He had always thought highly of his parent’s relationship, which was of a much more equal nature than some of the other Prairie folk, and now he seemed to understand why and also to have a new respect for his father. It would take a special man to marry a woman who possessed Power enough to overpower him if they should ever come to arguing. Timan was old enough to understand how difficult that would be for most men, but not, apparently, his father. .......... Timan immediately felt the spell coursing through his veins, throbbing like an additional heartbeat, a heartbeat that thrummed in tune with spoken words that held no conscious meaning, beating at his temples, pounding at his temples, and then he was no longer in his own body. He seemed to leap out of it and into the air, faster than he could have ever moved in his physical body, where such rapid acceleration would have ripped him apart at the seams. As he hurtled away he had just enough time to look back over his shoulder (he still seemed to be in his physical form) and watch . . . himself . . . be left far behind. This might be what it would be like to die, except that he would not be able to return after his brief sojourn. "Absolutely." Kenry said, and before Timan knew what was happening he was snatched from his seat and thrown roughly to the ground. Kenry turned back to Marea as Timan scrambled to his feet. "You understand I will not coddle him. I will do him no favors if I coddle him." Marea began to speak quietly under her breath. Had she spoken aloud Jarod still wouldn’t have understood her. She was speaking the Old Tongue. The language of Power which, if the oral histories were correct, could not be translated into any other language, the ancient meanings of the words so long lost in time that their present counterparts could not be discerned. Marea believed, possibly, with several dozen lifetimes available in which to research and experiment, the task could be completed, but the only way to live much beyond the normal span was to trade away your soul to Sheitan, the evil god of the Lower Realm, and if you did that, Sheitan would have demands that precluded using your time for your own purposes. Such Wizards who gave themselves to Sheitan were called Necromancers and through their unholy union with the God of the Lower Realms were able to perform many spells normal Wizards were not, including the ability to raise the dead. "What have you done!" Jarod exclaimed, running down the steps to challenge the man, who flinched back before the now greenly glowing blade and Jarod’s fury. "I’ve done nothing! What mean you, man?" "It’s not him." Marea interjected, coming down to stand beside her husband. "It’s the residue on the blade." The stranger’s eyes snapped down to the blade hanging from his belt. A look that contained both horror and revulsion and a dawning realization of just what this might mean. "I didn’t know! I swear! I cleaned the blade!" He was now nearly hysterical. Children in both the wagons broke out crying and looks of horror spread across the faces of everyone else not crying but old enough or smart enough to understand what this could mean. "It means you have probably carried the spell of the Necromancer with you!" Marea said. "Hurry and remove your scabbard. It must be purified. Quickly now man!" She added as he stood there a moment longer, stupefied. The child was in its crib, where it had been before the attack and where it had been tossed back into after it made its transformation and was no longer palatable to whatever had been eating it. Its left arm had been ripped raggedly away from the shoulder, the right at the elbow, as if two somethings had been in a tug of war with it to obtain it. Its stomach and inner organs were missing, as well as a ragged chunk from its face. Yet it was on its feet and trying to climb the high walls of its crib as if those wounds were of no more than a passing inconvenience. They were, however, enough of an inconvenience that even with its Evil strength, it could not free itself. It smiled up at Timan angelically.