DEEP TIME Generator

Roll on this table to determine the past era or civilization, which fell eons ago. Every time you roll, the new roll is even further back in time, and acts as the past for that civilization, only the smallest signs appearing to the ones after it in hints and writing. It keeps going back every time you roll, essentially creating super deep time.

DEEP TIME Table - d20

[1] An ancient starship from another world, the long necked and long fingered blue alien beings aboard the vessel taught ancient secrets to the civilization after them. They also taught them how to hate, and how to fear, and how to scheme and put themselves before others.

[2] Each drop of sand fell here by chance, the long circling pattern on the floor of the cavern enlightened the primitives who lived within it, seeing the first piece of art and from it created the first magic spell.

[3] Calenders built into each other, each one a record of a day, month, year, decade, and century of production. Clear indicators show the loss and gain throughout the years, with a solid downward trend that led to the final collapse of this empire after hundreds of thousands of wheels on this massive stone calendar.

[4] Biosphere of the planet, carefully cultivated but wild and unforgiving. Entire ecosystem with wild creatures and megafauna from a biogone era were all just experiments and carefully constructed living tools to sculpt ancient precursor world. They killed themselves with harmless but cunning small parasite that eventually broke through their safety measures and killed them all, going extinct in the process.

[5] The week has 8 days. The 8^th day is named Friend, at least in the most ancient of tablets that mentioned it. Every single 8^th day was taken away by this ancient race, who lived them all out to give them more time. They devolved into something lesser, and at the end of all the 8 days that would ever be time resumed as normal, 1/8^th of it, gone.

[6] Standing stone that collected magical energies. Over millennium it became self aware, and used its power to create all your see before for, before it slipped back out of unreality when it found no more purpose to live. It's mundane rock body is all that remains.

[7] Plane of Psionic being. Entire world or area was wrapped in psychic energy, entire empire built around manipulation of emotions and astral space-time. Lived a glorious existence for uncountable years of time dilated luxury, but when winked out all their works were lost- the creatures deleted along with the psychic fields that sustained them, only the tiny anchors to the physical reality remain anymore. But in the realm of ideas? Many signs remain.

[8] Ancient society of faux-lizards, clammy skin with prongs of gross proto-feathers. Utterly reliant on a super syrup- bright green nectar packed with energy and supernatural properties. They ran out, but decided to seal the last of it in a massive cavern deep beneath the earth, the trickle of this sugar stuff has fed the entire underground world and all of the following civilizations that live there.

[9] Once ruled by the sloth people; slow and cautious. Had absolute mastery of the world with incredible bio-technology, until a small climate change killed them all off. Undone by a few degrees difference. May be the creators of the strange chimera races, or maybe entire species were once made wholecloth.

[10] Massive carved cavernous wall or cliff, each inch engraved with many details, slowly etched by a single being with its long and prehensile tongue. It labored for centuries to tell its story, but is cut off near the bottom when the creatures tongue rotted away; causing the immortal being to starve to death. Each word is a glyph with layers of meaning and abstraction, and the wall is covered with so very many.

[11] The Great First-Men. Huge, imposing, wielding two stone swords that a man of this lesser age would struggle to lift one. The warriors that carved out this place for humanity; or were defeated and drove mankind into hiding if this was rolled second or later in this last.

[12] Before emotion, all creatures big and small simply deduced every single action they should take. As the world became more vast and complex, it took longer and longer, standing still until they would starve to death in thought. Eventually they reasoned that being inefficient was better and created emotions, pain, desire, and magic.

[13] Immortal flying beasts flew through endless skies. They decided to build a machine that would take the clouds and fogs and make them into solid rock, stone, and tree- so they could lay their eggs and finally die. This is why burning things with fire puts them back as they were once, but the immortal fliers are gone now.

[14] The crystal-spheres are the planets and stars in the sky. Their orbit around our world influences events and changes fate and time. They were not always up there; each was carved by hand by the oldest dwarves. At least, that's what the dwarves say.

[15] The Great-Doubling spell. When the first being was granted but a single grain of sand for its world from the jealous elder-ones; it did the most clever thing it could. It cast a spell so every century, the world would double in size. One grain became two, then many grains became a great pile, and then a mountain, and many years on the oceans still stretch to the horizon. If you sail fast enough, and are lucky enough to be born near the edge, you may get there before the world expands yet again.

[16] An ancient council of elves ended a war between their people. So cruel and vast was this war that they decided it would be best to bury all traces of its happening; the world had started again in a new age and not until ever last immortal veteran of that war was dead could it finally be forgotten.

[17] All of life was held in the belly of an immaculate leviathan. It's ivory skin stained with the scars of battles it fought to reach its destination on the cool waters of the planet. With no friends and no enemies, it had nothing left. It beached itself on the desolate sands, gasping for breath, so that its stomach would split open and let life crawl onto the world.

[18] Picking through the corpses of the cycle before this one; vulture men eat the brains and memories of the dead and gone. They remake the timeline of events, stained by their own idiotic ideals and carnivorous ulcers that babble half truths from their sides and bellies. They make all the same mistakes, but improve by doing a much better job of eradicating as many traces of their disgusting civilization as they can.

[19] The previous beings created a massive generator. Turning on the power, the energetic not-men thought to teach their descendants how to master reality with spells and enchantments. The machines they build did not act as guides, but instead as prisons. The leaking machines let forth the last children of this race, slowly devolving into bolts of lightning, trapped in the sky, seeking hard rock to dash themselves upon, the last bit of instinct left in their being.

[20] The Ninth Era ended with the first sword being made. All weapons were fought with fist and spell, tooth and claw as animals do. War existed, but was a much different affair. Only with the accord and allowance of the Gods was man and elf and dwarf allowed to fight with weapons made of iron. Swords are still held as the most prestigious weapon because they were the first to be made, the first claw not made of bone.

PONDEROUS PRISONS – 1d8

[1] There is a planet made of brass. Every day, a bird flies past. It drops a feather, settles with no weather. When the planet is covered, the prisoner will mutter. “One day in confinement is gone, here's to another.”

[2] You are trapped in a snowy field. The flakes come down in regular intervals, and the cold is not so bad as to hurt. The exit is right up there, you just need to wait for the snow to come down. Trying to move at all heats up the snow and melts it, meaning piling it up to escape faster only sinks you down deeper. The punishment is boredom.

[3] Every living thing you've ever killed lives again; this time through you. You experience their entire life up until the moment where you cut them down. Everything from a lonely old tortoise to a tiny mayfly. You will be each and every one, until your taken time is repaid in full.

[4] This God of war was turned not to steel, but ore. Stone spread across the world, slowly being mined, turning to a weapon, its influence starting battles and murder, before rotting away to dust and being used once again. Slowly, its being is reformed in the fires of the forge, the tricks of the smith slowly restoring that old power. One day, the steel will form into a sword that will render the peace of the world and cleave it in twain.

[5] You're trapped in a maze. The maze stretches onwards and builds on itself. It randomly generates new paths, and each time you cross over it rolls on its list to get you closer. Each time you die, you are revived and go again. The chance to find the exit is small, but you've got plenty of chances. It's only a matter of time.

[6] Fate divines to keep you in place. Day after day, the same things happens, the same people arrive- their names and faces change, but the inside is the same. Luck and fortune are its playthings, keeping you from leaving your valley or castle. It isn't the same moment in time, but you don't age either. To everyone else, you are a peaceful immortal, untouched by the harsh world outside. To yourself, you are trapped in what feels like eternity.

[7] This seed is left alone in a cavern chamber. The reincarnated form of a punished mortal. Each time it grows to a plant, it learns to bend a leaf towards the light a little more. It stretches for the ceiling, wiping the dust off just enough for it to gather another pinch of mineral for its roots. Each time it dies, it passes off what it “knows” to its seedling. It grows a little taller, learns the sunlight a little better. The villagers above its chambers have spoken enough times that it will one day learn what a word is, and then, what they mean.

[8] The Mermaids shred your being. Every bit of it, torn to shreds by sharks too old and jaded to even grow back their teeth. Once you are torn to pieces, the pieces are cast to ocean currents, and eaten by things so small you cannot see them. They filter down to earth, turning to coral, becoming a reef with only a tiny fraction of your soul in each living, growing rock. You feel stretched and sagging, but alive, and unable to put yourself back together again. Fish swim through parts of your body too small to have names for them, and they aren't in the right places anyway.

ETERNAL CREATURES – 1d8

[1] The hermit-crab of the universe. Existing within this plane of reality as its shell, it grew and grew. Eventually, it outgrew us and left. The hole is left in space, our physical laws and mysteries remaining as its byproducts. Even the elder beings from outside our dimension may be little more then skin mites from the great crustacean's passing.

[2] The girl who flies. She has no equal, her powers let her create raw force from her hands and hair- which flows behind her as a rainbow does a storm. She left our world because she was sad, and had no man to give her a child. So far, all we know is that we see her as a comet in the sky, alone.

[3] He owns the shop. It's a long limbed, orange furred being with many spindly arms and legs, twining its way around it's store. It's touched almost every single artifact of history, collected and created many, or financed their creation. This being, usually just called the Keeper or Clerk, was here long before the Gods even devised of the concepts it would later to sell to them. It still gets a cut of every prayer.

[4] The pitiful thing. It's a goblin like creature, stunted and worthless, half its face is dominated by its leaky nose. It's a coward, and nothing ever seems determined enough to put it out of its misery- it certainly doesn't age, and cultures have always depicted it in some shadowy corner or beneath the heels of some marching God, always beneath notice but still present. Sometimes, it writes things down in a little notebook it keeps. It seems to be writing down names.

[5] Butterflies within Butterflies. It's a being that glows with spectral light, humble and fragile and very beautiful. Whenever it is killed, or after supping the nectar from 400 wonderful flowers, it will rest on a tree and molt, becoming a new butterfly, wandering the world from the very first of days. It remembers all of its past lives, and flutters around all living things; it remembers the protoplasm which spawned you and knows you are its child, from some ancient and passed down scent you still possess.

[6] The Motherbeast. It births all creatures too pathetic and too strange to come from any other bosom. Its thick body is shaped as one would expect, but with the face of a sphinx cat. Flowers bloom from its milk that pours as rivers, but these flowers mutate the flesh and curve the mind to think of thoughts beyond natural purity. You cannot kill the Motherbeast, but neither can it kill you. Only change, or only give birth anew.

[7] The Apex Predator. It eats everything; it is prey to nothing. Arrogant humans may believe themselves to be “the” apex predator, but they are wrong. Even Gods find their end in the belly of this beast. It's as long as it needs to be to digest what it eats, and is always able to reach your neck. It's colors are black, green, blue, and orange- but it only shows the ones it needs to blend in with the grass around your home. It shits the darkness between the stars.

[8] The Egg. Some say it holds the spirit of a thing greater then the Gods- waiting to hatch. Others think it may be a universe within itself, and still others think it is nothing more then an enchanted stone. The Egg radiates energy of a living thing, it is warm, and it clearly has a spirit within it; it just isn't privy of revealing what it is. Nobody can place what species or family the creature may belong to, and nobody knows what it will grow up to be when it finally hatches- if it ever does.

[Class] Charm-Caster

Art @hiroshark

Charm-Caster

HD- d6

Max AC- 13

You aren't much of a Sorcerer. You can cast spells, but you were probably never formally trained. You've never known much of magic beyond the minor enchantments and bits of craft you can weave, but you have become very good at it. You're not as much the academic, scholarly wizard but more the eccentric hermit. You probably use magic to entertain people or to scam the gullible- going on adventures will earn you a lot better coin, even if it won't gain you any more respect.

You don't have the same education or depth of thought as a regular magician, and as such learning spells is difficult. You probably can't read or write, and will need someone to physically show you how to cast a spell to learn it, as such you can only learn spells from other Wizards. This restriction is lifted at 3^rd level or if you generated your character with a +2 Intelligence modifier. However, you get double starting spells to a regular Magic User.

You also don't have the same sixth sense or ability with magic as a caster, but you are slightly more well rounded and have a sort of innate knack with magic. You can entangle bits of magic into a standard object; your shepard's crook, your straw hat, your coinpurse. This object can be recalled to you by simply holding out your hand and willing the object to fly into your hand. The object will fly as long as there is a clear path, but enemies nearby can make a saving throw to keep it from flying back to you, using their strength to stop the pull. If this object is destroyed or stolen it loses this power and you can bond with a new object to have this power.

You gain +1 to-hit at 3^rd level.

At 10^th level, you become a Master of Charms. If you see someone casting a 1^st or 2^nd level spell, even once, you can memorize it in your mind and later transcribe it down to cast later. You must do this the following season of downtime from the adventure, else the details and exact incantations slip your mind and you have to learn the spell the old fashioned way.

Magic oozes from you. Every object you own for at least a year and a day becomes magically enchanted. These objects gain a personality and some minor abilities to move around; objects like to clean up after themselves now, perform simple work, sort easily on their own, and care for their master in some strange empathetic way. This happens if you like it or not, and your objects start to become attached to you as well, making separation difficult. As a result, you may become a bit of a hoarder. These objects act as though under an Animate Objects spell at all times, freely, but can only do a maximum of 1d2 damage even if crowding someone. Objects gain personalities based on what they are and where they come from; crocodile leather boots nip at your toes playfully when you put them on, candles taken from a church will spit wax at people who blaspheme near it, etc.

Spells per Adventure Table

Level	1st Circle (1st level spells)	2nd Circle (2nd level spells)
1	1
2	2
3	3
4	5
5	6	1
6	8	1
7	9	2
8	11	2
9	12	3
10	14	3

10 Yellow Spells

[1] Amber Wave of Force - 3^rd level

Creates a yellow wave that expands outwards at the highest point of the caster's body. If the caster is holding up a wand or staff that is bound to his life force, then that object counts as the highest point. The wave expands outwards in all directions in a perfect circle, and any target it strikes will be affected by it depending on where it hits them. The wave hits everything it physically can, regardless of the number of power level of the enemies in question.

To hit animals, the caster may have to stoop their body lower. To hit something very large like an ogre or dragon, the caster may have to jump up on a stool or raise their hands over their head, etc. Agile beings may be able to stoop under or jump over the wave as another method to avoid its worst effects.

When the wave hits;

Waist or lower- No effect

Chest- Easy save or lose breath, going last in initiative order this turn.

Neck- Save or lose breath, going last in initiative order AND getting -2 on all attack rolls.

Head- Save or be stunned 1 round.

[2] Friendly Banana Snack - 2^nd level

This spell conjures a roughly 1.5 ft long fat little yellow slug. It's bright colors are a misdirection; the slug is not at all poisonous or dangerous in any way, and smells faintly of a candied-banana. The slug creature is slow, but strangely cuddly and likes to be held. Holding and stroking the slug, which “purs” in response, is very relaxing for those who look past its gastropod exterior. While holding and stroking the slug, you get advantage on all nervous disorder rolls or saving throws versus ongoing mental effects, but this slug cannot stop the direct visceral terror of a morale check on its own.

Beyond its pleasing touch and friendly nature; the slug is also totally delicious. It is soft and weak enough it can be directly bitten into, chewed up, and swallowed in a few brutal bites. It doesn't bleed either, and tastes like a candied gooey banana with a unique salty aftertaste. The slug counts as a basic meal or ration when used like this, and can exist as a living slug pet for 2d4 exploration turns before going bad and becoming inedible. Bad slugs turn to yellow goop with a hiss and give off a putrid smoke that gives anyone who breathes it heartburn.

[3] Golden Band - 4^th level

To cast this spell requires a bracelet, tiara, or ring made of gold of high purity. This spell casts a powerful enchantment over the item, making it give off a constant dull golden glow, and grants the item magical protective powers. Anyone wearing a Golden Band gets +1 to saving throws versus spells and may also gain a minor increase to magic resistance if your game features it. The golden band has greater powers on larger and more ornate pieces of jewelry; rings have a maximum bonus of +2 and tiaras and bracelets have a maximum bonus of +3 to the spell saves.

Golden Bands are very magically potent and keep their powers semi-permanently. Magic users wearing them get to add these spell bonuses to their own saving throws if used to control their own spells or manipulate a magical effect in progress. The Golden Bands stack if multiple are worn, and only cease to glow and be empowered with protection if the Golden Band is ritually debased or destroyed. For example, tossing the golden band on purpose into a muddy river would end the enchantment, but if it accidentally slipped off your head and laid on the floor of a dusty dungeon for a century it would still glow, just waiting for someone to claim it.

[4] Mustard Sharks - 3^rd level

This spell must be cast on a body of water at least large enough for a rowboat to comfortably manuver in; so a small pool or bath wouldn't count but a pond, lake, or the ocean easily could. This spell creates a murky yellow cloud to appear in the water, with about 160 ft of surface area (16 squares on a map?) that is affected; which can be in any shape or orientation as long as it is continuous and each area touches another adjacent area. The caster must dip a foot, finger, or be in the water to cast this spell- unless if you're a max level Wizard, in which case you can just piss in the water from your boat instead.

The cloudy area becomes home to mustard sharks; which are dull yellow sharks that can only live in this yellowed water. They attack anyone who enters the water, but the magic user can make a save each round while within to avoid the sharks notice; if they fail even once then they are also a target and cannot attempt again. The mustard sharks each have 3 HD and deal 1d8+1 damage on a hit, preferring to bite off limbs- if they kill a target with less HD then them, they merely bite off a random limb instead, their blood from the stump turning yellow and self-closing from the attacks. The mustard sharks last 3d10 combat rounds but reduce the time they last by -1d4 rounds for each shark killed.

[5] Yellow Orbs of Magic - 2^nd level

This spell can only be cast in an area rich with ambient magic. Places like ancient standing stones, mystic pools, fairy circles, houses of wizards, and so on. The magic in this area coalesces in several bright yellow orbs, waxy and smooth, with a light glow of magic around them. Depending on the ambient magic of the area, you will generate between 3 and 10 orbs. The magic orbs float around on their own, gravitating around interesting people or character with the highest Charisma. The magic user can move the orbs according to their will, but requires a saving throw vs spells to control the orbs if they're currently infatuated with an enemy.

Each orb can be used while casting spells. By holding an orb and speaking the incantation, the size of one die relating to the spell can be increased by one unit, to a maximum size of 1d12. (a spell that restores 1d8 health now restores 1d10 health instead, same with damage or number of turns of duration). Each spell can only have one orb used on each, but the orbs can be ordered to follow to last for later. The orbs will slowly dissipate next sunrise or sunset, whichever is closest.

[6] The Endless Stream - 3^rd level

This obnoxious curse is a favorite of the wizzards. Cast upon a target the caster can see, they feel the urge to urinate. Technically, they are urinating all the piss they have ever pissed out over the course of their entire life, but the spell doesn't have the power to enforce that. Instead, the person must spend two exploration turns every 6 (hour) doing nothing but relieving their extremely swollen bladder. The target gets a saving throw every two days to end the spell.

While this curse is annoying, it doesn't stop the affected from casting spells or fighting, just wasting a lot of their time. It will make stealth nearly impossible, as the tinkling of their urine will give away their position in a life or death situation where they need to piss so badly.

[7] Noise Modifier - 1^st level

The spell is cast in mid air, creating a yellow swirl. The swirl appears at mouth level of the caster, and cannot be adjusted once cast, meaning if shorter or taller people want to use it, they'll have to maneuver themselves around. Anyone who speaks into the magical yellow swirl has their voice boosted much louder; whispers become shouts, speech becomes a proclamation, and yelling becomes nearly deafening- shouting into the swirl causes 1d4 damage to anyone within a short distance of the 'output' of the swirl from the incredibly noise if they fail a save to cover their ears.

You can also speak or flip around the swirl; anyone speaking into the large end of the swirl has their voice shrunk in volume; with even a loud sound of a battle or spell being barely above a whisper. This method could allow you to make the cry of a banshee or a wampus cat, but a more powerful version of this spell of at least 2^nd level would have to be researched before you could actually aim it as a method to quiet noise.

[8] Yabbin' Flyswallower - 1^st level

Summons a fat toad. It's colors are black and yellow and it has a fuzzy bottom that it gets by padding its butt with pond scum. It even has a tiny pair of gossamer wings made of stitched together mosquito and dragonflies; it does all of this to pretend to be a bee. The toad uses its tongue to eat insects, but especially bees, and can also speak. The toad is incapable of aiding in combat unless you are a fighting a swarm of insects or similar small creatures; it can eat 1d2 of them per round dealing that much damage to the swarm. The toad only sticks around for one exploration turn.

Also whenever the toad eats a bee, it can hold it in its mouth to listen to its buzzing, then after swallowing it it can repeat what was whispered by the bee to you. Flowers listen closely to gossip unlike bees, and as such can sometimes spill juicy details of secrets or events from the surrounding area wherever there are flowers. However this chain is unreliable; the flowers hear it, spreading the rumor among themselves, before picked up by the bees, who are then eaten by the frog, who then repeats it back to you, and as such the meaning of the statement may be totally changed or mistranslated.

[9] Helmet of the Dandelion - 2^nd level

This spell conjures the Helmet of the Dandelion in the hands of the spellcaster, which seals itself to the head of whoever wears it first. This helmet is covered in bright yellow tassels. The helmet releases several slowly drifting and yellowish orbs whenever the wearer turns their head, making stealth nearly impossible while wearing the helmet unless you hold completely still for at least a minute.

While wearing the helmet, the wearer can jump the height of a man, and gets a second jump while mid air which puffs out their tassels and releases white spores of the dandelion and asorted common plant seeds everywhere beneath them. Additionally, while in the air, the character receives +2 to hit and AC from their fast flying movement. By concentrating, the wearer can also direct the yellow sparks around them to crowd around any fast moving creature and slow them down, giving up your turn to push an enemy to the bottom of the initiative queue, or forcing their next turn to roll an automatic 1 on their initiative dice if you use that system.

After three exploration turns, the helmet begins to fade and die. The yellow turns a dark, melted brown. The wearer must take 1d2 damage to have the helmet removed in any way; fire and knife both hurt them to scalp the melted magical mess off of them. If the helmet is not removed within three days, a stunted tree or random grain crop will start growing out of the wearer's head, its health and longevity tied to the wearer. This isn't a problem if you found the real helmet, as this spell just conjures an unstable duplicate.

[10] Thundershock Scroll-Twister - 2^nd level

This spell can only be cast on a target within the range of a spear. This spell creates a powerful shocking blast of electricity, twisted up in a yellow lightning bolt curling up around itself like a helix. The target gets a saving throw to reduce the size of the damage die from 1d4 to 1d2. When the damage is rolled, a number of magic scrolls equal to the damage rolled the target is carrying twist up into tangled knots. These knots can only be untangled slowly and carefully over the course of a whole exploration turn and they cannot be used or read until after it is untied.

10 Red Spells

[1] Hotfoot - 1^st level

Turns one of your feet bright red. That foot becomes immune to fire, and very hot to the touch. If you walk across something that deals fire damage (hot coals, burning ground, a red hot pan, etc.) you only take half damage, since only one of your feet is getting burned.

The hot foot also lights flammable things on fire that it touches or presses weight on; running through a dry forest in autumn will almost certainly cause a massive forest fire (but the fire will be, literally, at your heels.) If you kick someone with the hot foot, deal +1 fire damage and will ignite them if they're very weak to fire, such as a strawman.

[2] Ruby Gel - 1^st level

The minor prototype of the spell Ruby Goop. This spell turns a 1 HD slime, gelatinous cube, or ooze creature into a harmless, bright red version of itself. This spell has no effect on slimes that are already red. This spell has half effectiveness against a 2 HD slime regardless of size, the slime turns a bit more red in color and has pinkish spots, but deals half damage for the spell's duration instead of no damage. The spell lasts 2 combat rounds.

[3] Maroon Butterflies - 2^nd level

When this spell is cast, the caster must declare an action. This action is something everyone can be doing, so “touching the monument” or “keep working” are acceptable actions, but “not being a filthy orc” is not. After being declared, hundreds of glowing, maroon-colored butterflies appear and follow around each person. As long as they continue to obey or follow that action, the butterflies do nothing but follow. If they break the action, then the butterflies start to dive bomb them and explode, dealing 1 point of magic damage per round the person is breaking the command.

This spell lasts up to 6 combat rounds, but another version can be cast with an orb that lasts up to an hour of time instead, used to keep workers in line instead. In this version, each person only gets 1 butterfly and once it is gone, the other butterflies have to follow them meaning that distraction can allow others to escape or destroy their own butterflies to thwart the spell.

[4] Back Alley Dusting - 2^nd level

This spell must be cast in an enclosed area with a “dead end”. It creates a small amount of “snow” of red dust, which falls on people and objects exactly as snow would, but is room temperature and smells lightly of spices. While this dust is falling, violence comes easy. You get -2 to all reaction checks if cast with this dust present, but you and your allies all deal +2 to-hit and damage with attacks. The dusting continues for 1d4 exploration turns, in which case the dust turns a darker red and becomes inert. You could theoretically sweep up the dust or carry it out of the alley where you cast the spell, but in such cases reduce its bonus to +1 to hit and damage instead.

[5] Blasting Smoke - 1^st level

Creates a red cloud of smoke. If this smoke is later exploded by another force, it deals +1d6 damage to the original explosion's damage value. The damage caused by this spell is not an element, so fire based explosions will still do fire damage + the bonus damage from this spell, and so on. This spell can be attached to an object like a bomb arrow or a trapped chest, can be put around a person about to spontaneously combust, put low to the ground in an area lined with mines, and so on. This spell does not have any damage nor explodes on its own, and can merely support other spells.

[6] Blazing Hair of the Warrior-Clans - 3^rd level

To cast this spell, the recipient must have their hair combed for at least 3 combat rounds or out of combat for a few seconds. Their hair turns a bright red-orange color, and becomes empowered by the warrior clans. Once active, the hair also grows out very large and becomes animated, swinging around in all directions to protect and invigorate the person with the warrior's hair.

The first person to successful strike the person with the magic hair each round must make a combat saving throw, else their attack is deflected by the hair, the strands parrying blows like a sword or dagger would. The person with the warrior hair also gains +2 to hit for their own attacks for each round. This spell lasts for 10 combat rounds, but can be suspended for up to a turn if done before combat, readying itself for a fight.

[7] Scarlet Spike - 4^th level

This spell contorts into being a wand, red and sharp, made of an unknown red material. The “scarlet spike” as it is called is a magical item that can be used to make attacks with. Each time the wand is flicked, it fires a small red beam of energy that deals 1d8+1 damage, but only against living creatures. Creatures struck by the wand's attack feel intense pain and a red burn that spreads from their skin; the wand can also be used as a dagger up close, but only deals 1d4+1 damage. You cannot fire the wand while in melee.

The spike can also be used to draw symbols of chastising. By 'drawing' a symbol in the air at the tip of the spike, or scratched onto a surface, it glows a bright red and keeps there for as long as the spike exists. The symbol blasts anyone who physically touches it, or who breaks the symbol by violating its contract or “rule”. Symbols drawn may be something like a glyph in elvish that represents silence, which blasts anyone who speaks aloud, or the symbol could be less abstract such as a large lock symbol over a door, which attacks anyone who picks the lock.

Symbols deal 2d8 damage when broken, and only work once. Targets who are aware of the symbols power or prepared for it can make a save to reduce the damage to 1d8 instead, or half damage. Those who break the symbol's rule without knowing what it means do not get a save, as it happens as a surprise.

The spike lasts for one season, or until it is physically broken. Nobody who has been a slave may cast this spell, and the spike simply falls through their fingers if they try to take ownership of it.

[8] Bloody Channeling - 1^st level

The caster must first cut their hand or other similar body part in order to cast this spell. Each round they channel this spell, their blood flies through the air and turns into a fine red mist when it hits another living entity, or at the end of its range at 15ft. This creatures heals 1d4 + Wisdom modifier of the caster hit points per round, where as the caster loses the same amount rolled on the die each round without including the Wisdom bonus.

This stream is a physical object and as such can be blocked by anything as heavy as a curtain. Enemies could jump in front of the spray or deflect it using a magic mirror shield to absorb the life force for themselves. Once the caster is hit by an attack or stops channeling, the spell effect ends and cannot be cast again unless prepared and cast another day.

[9] Red Stygia - 3^rd level

When this spell is cast, it concentrates a circle of red lines and circles, aiming towards a central point. These symbols represent magical energy, focusing towards the center which is a smaller circle. The inner circle is 10 ft in diameter and the outer circle covered by the symbols and secondary circles is 20 ft. Anyone within the central circle can draw upon the power that is being funneled into it; boosting either saves by +4, increasing level-related abilities by +1, or granting +4 to hit and +2 to damage with magic arcing energy coming off your weapons. The Stygia can only have one person drawing off its power per round, meaning whoever has the higher initiative. Ties are resolved by an opposed d10 roll modified by Charisma to see who has more cosmic draw.

The symbol on the ground glows red as the spell is used and channeled, the lines in the ground are scorched with the heat of the energy traveling towards it; walking on it smolders your boots and deals 1d4 fire damage. If someone draws power off the Stygia even once then the heat on the ground scorches the symbol into the wood or stone on the floor as a chalky black soot, which could be scrubbed off with some elbow grease. The Red Stygia lasts up to an exploration turn or up to 4 uses of its drawn energy. This spell is often used by Wizards to focus their powers, but a younger, faster person may be able to take the energy for themselves if they can get past the conductive heat of the symbol.

[10] Divine Rose - 4^th level

To cast this spell, the magic user must plant a rose seed in a sacred or magical place. Then, it must be well tended to, watered with pure clean water and kept free from being looked at or touched by any unbaptized individuals, not plucked before its time, and magically enchanted with several rituals by at least three lay priests. During this period of time, the magic user does not get access to this spell slot as it is currently growing the magical rose. Once this is complete, the rose will bloom as a single rose blossom on a single bright, pure green stalk growing from the ground- the rose glows and draws beautiful animals and plants to be around it.

The rose is imbued with the powers of beauty and divinity. Anyone who carries the rose, even if suspended and protected in an object like a crystal orb, count as having a Charisma modifier of +2. If it was already +2, make it a +3. While carrying the rose, magic is also boosted and the magic users spells have saves harder at -2 to succeed against them.

Additionally, the rose can be plucked to cast powerful magical effects as minor wishes. These effects can replicate the effects of a 3^rd level spell or less, cause a minor coincidence, create something of 1 HD or less, or do anything else a semi-divine magical wishing rose could feasible do. The wish must be spoken aloud- and wishes not made immediately are lost forever as the petal disappears before it hits the ground. Mind controlling and polymorph effects grant the subject a save, but are permanent if failed. The rose's magic only works on things or places the magic user can spy, and after a rose petal is plucked it can never be reattached. The divine rose has 12 thick petals which disappear into a burst of magic when used to make a wish.

10 Blue Spells

[1] Azure Walkways - 2^nd Level

This spell creates up to 4 pathways of a maximum of 30 ft in length each. The pathways are cast to connect several floating or suspended platforms and landings and ledges over a cliff or pits in the floor. The spell lasts for 2d6+6 exploration turns. All of the platforms are made of a semi-solid blue magical energy that have a buoyant upwards force. Anything with at least 1 point of magical resistance, or anything that is immune to spells, must make a saving throw and if failed they fall through the magical floor, as it can only support things that are affected by its enchantment. Even the magic user cannot stop this from happening, a willing or friendly target is just as unable to cross as any other if they are immune to magical spells.

[2] Dewdrop Orb - 3^rd level

This spell requires casting on a body of water at least as large as a barrel. The water must also be pure, not salt or swamp water. This spell collects and combines the water into a hard crystal-like orb of clear blue glass, called a Dewdrop orb. If this orb is placed at the end of a staff or rod, it can be used to create blasts of water magic that deal 1d4 damage to a target, or 1d6 damage while underwater. Water magic isn't especially dangerous to most living things, but certain creatures like dry mummies, lotion zombies, or creatures made of fire may be weak to it causing these blasts to do far more damage.

The Dewdrop orb can also be expended to double the duration of another spell involving water; usually spells that control the tide, let the caster breathe underwater, or create/control water elementals. When used up, the dewdrop orb evaporates fully, the water within lost. The orb doesn't ever really go away if used for magical blasts or for other purposes, but will slowly lose size via evaporation and become less effective over the centuries, and as such Wizards tend not to stockpile more then a few of them at a time.

[3] Lapisaur - 4^th level

Momentarily, the caster will transform into a dinosaur. The creature stands 7 ft tall, has two claw attacks at 1d6+1 and a bite attack at 1d12+2, and has magical bright blue skin. All of the casters clothes fall off during the transformation, and they cannot act with more then an animal intelligence during this spell, though their newly found hormones make them violent and aggressive, they will still avoid harming their allies in this new form. This creature has the same hit dice as the caster did, but has 17 AC and is immune to acid.

This spell lasts for 1d4+4 combat rounds, and the transformation is so terrifying that any intelligent enemies will need to make a morale check to avoid running in fear from the horrible ancient creature. Also, while pursuing fleeing enemies, the Lapisaur can reroll failed attacks once each, their vicious little claws and teeth looking to find a mark.

[4] Guardian Tattoo - 2^nd level

To cast this spell, the magician must inscribe a magical symbol of protection on the body of the target in magical blue ink. This takes a minimum of 4 exploration turns. When the spell is invoked by the wearer of the tattoo, which they can do at will, it creates a magical blue guardian spirit above them, which matches the pattern on the tattoo. Most tattoos are drawn as spirit animals like bears or tigers, or sometimes as mythical beasts like dragons or unicorns, or even as familiar guardians. This tattoo appears above and around the person as a glowing light in the shape of the tattoo, granting them +2 AC versus all incoming attacks and having the ability to knock a maximum of one 1^st level spell out of the air aimed at the tattoo-barer each round. They can also do this to elemental blasts from rods or from monster powers in the same vein, still limited to one per round and limited to blasts that deal 1d6 or less damage; equivalent to a first level spell.

The spell lasts for 1d4+4 combat rounds and once it is done, the tattoo's ink fades to a dark blue and is still permanently marked on the targets skin. The recipient of this spell could have multiple tattoos prepared at once for use but they are permanent marks on their skin; only able to be removed by other magical spells or alchemical salves that can remove tattoo ink.

[5] Sword of Throguus - 3^rd level

This spell conjures a sword made of solid blue energy. The handle is embedded with three hexagonal cut yellow topaz gemstones. Each time the sword hits its mark, the user of the sword can mentally command the sword to inject blue fire into the wounds, causing a burning feeling that travels through the targets veins and deals +1d6 additional fire damage internally. Targets without blood are immune to this effect, but the sword is still a powerful magical sword that deals 1d8+1 damage on a hit. The wielder of the Sword may also willingly smash it against a hard surface (if they have at least +1 strength modifier). The moment it is smashed, everyone who had the fire of the sword blown through their veins is healed for that damage, but falls asleep for 1 day per point of damage they just healed. Dead targets are not revived, instead their bodies do burn into bright blue ash.

The sword lasts for 4 exploration turns. If it is not broken when the time is up, the secondary effect of the sword doesn't happen and the damage the sword caused is permanent, without the sleep effect.

[6] Great Parade - 1^st level

Can be cast on up to a dozen horses or twice that number of men. Creates brilliant fake tabards of a bright blue color, blue flower petals as confetti, blue banners, and other such parade wear. By walking this attractive assortment through a town or city, it is sure to attract attention and is a good way to fake or make a parade. All of the clothes and items conjured by this spell are very weak, and will fall apart the moment they are caught on something or an offensive spell or attack lands on any participant.

This spell can be cast multiple times as well to branch out the effect. If cast while in the parade that has already been hit by the spell, then nearby town homes will fly blue flags and carpets from the windows, with blue flowers lining the roads. If cast again, then those watching the spell may have blue garments as well; turning everything more and more blue.

[7] Cerulean Magnetism - 4^th level

The caster must target an object or a person with this spell. They must also decide the polarity; either attractive or repulsive- the color of the person or object changes based on their polarity. Repulsive targets turn darker blue on the outside, with a lighter color nearer to their center, and attractive is lighter outside and darker internally.

Once the target is determined along with polarity; they become magnetized- but this is no mere magnetism of a lodestone. This spell is special as the next metal the caster speaks aloud is picked as the subject of the magnetic spell effect, relative to the target. Any metal can be used with this spell- bronze, gold & silver, steel and iron alloys, magical metals like adamantine and mythril, etc. If the target was made repulsive, then the metals fly away from them as though they were a powerful magnet, and if made attractive the metals fly towards them. As this spell offers no inherent defenses against the metals, this spell can be used to make all nearby weapons fly towards the target in an attempt to wound them. If used with a metal floor, could be made as a levitation spell, or could stick the target against a surface from where they couldn't pull themselves off.

[8] True Fractioning-Flask - 4^th level

When cast, this spell conjures a bright blue but clear flask of a glass-like material. It's slightly heavier then glass and much harder to break, having an AC of 18 and requiring a strong hit with a blunt object made of stone or lead, or any magic club or mace of at least +1 damage bonus. The flask also isn't shattered by long drops. Anything shoved into this flask is forced to become it's true self within and it blocks disappearing magic out of the flask, so tiny gnomes or pixies shoved into this flask cannot teleport out, and an imp shoved into the flask could not keep up a disguise. People that are changed into animals that can fit in the flask (like a mouse or insect), will be forced to polymorph back into human form within the flask, cramped into an uncomfortable but thankfully not fatal state. The flask can also be filled with nonliving things too, as per a normal flask.

The power of this flask is through sweating. When the flask it brought before a hot flame, the flask 'sweats' or 'bleeds' the essence of whatever is trapped within. This condensation has both a color and magical properties of whatever is inside the flask; if you sweat a demon within the flask, then the dew on the outside of the flask will be dark black and contain pure evil. This makes the inside of the flask hot, but not immediately fatal for whatever is inside. For each unit of condensed essence, any living things inside the flask lose -1 HD and any magical material or unit of another object loses at least -20% of itself, whatever it may be. This flask is a powerful magical tool for alchemists and for magical experimentation, and can be used as a semi-permanent prison for beings trapped within.

[9] Aura Bomb - 1^st level

The caster creates a hidden blue aura within their own invisible aura; this aura can also be placed on a willing target. The energy of this aura is flaming and frozen in place- it's still easy to miss due to this being a useful trap. When an astral parasite, magical spell, or hand of a rival magic user attempts to grab or attack the caster's aura; the blue energy explodes outward on the astral plane. While powerful there, in the real world the bombs effects are barely felt. The energy generated is similar to a gust of wind or suck of a vacuum orb, putting out candles or flipping papers off tables.

In the astral plane though; the explosion is quite powerful and deals 2d6 + shield barer's Cha modifier. Wizards will sometimes have this spell go off while in their study or at a polite dinner, realizing only then that they're being attacked in the unseen realm.

[10] Blue Banners - 2^nd level

When cast, this spell creates a blue banner and a few smaller ones (such as attached to the ends of spears or on horses' flanks) as a military standard. While fighting under this standard, soliders have +1 morale as long as they find they find the color blue pleasing or something respectable. Most beings do, but monsters might find it a weak or passive color and not follow under it.

These banners last for 2d2 hours and cannot exceed the leadership powers of high level fighting men, but they are better then nothing and are a way for a fighting force to get a supernatural edge when they don't have an actual magical standard to call their own.

Whitetail Pines

Everybody already knows about bigfoot. Of course they are real- one was dissected in Harvard over a hundred years ago. Mothman? Jersey Devil? They're real too of course, so are ghosts and witches and satanic cults in the woods. But they tend not to mess with people too much, people feeding deer and making them lose their fear of humans is a much bigger problem. Magic? Of course that's real. It's just not a great field to go into, welding is much more practical. Satanic Spellbooks are confiscated by schools all the time, where as mana crystals are sold in specialty shops. Many people still have bits and pieces that fell off the Roswell UFO. Government never tried to keep it a secret; the “visitors” haven't come back a second time yet. America still turns.

Whitetail Pines is a small fishing, hunting, and resort town. Surrounded by pine trees on all sides, it's very isolated but very comfortable. Most of the adult residents there like it, lots of good outdoorsy spots, tight community. Most of the kids hate it. Nothing to do besides hanging out at the roller rink- this is before the internet. You're expected to make your own fun. This sucks. And beyond that, not a ton of ways to make money either. Kids want to buy some weed or drinks, or maybe just some liquid cash to get started on your college education fund like some kind of nerd? You need to go out. Outside of normal society, outside of your comfort zone. Go investigate the abandoned bowling alley. Go in the woods to the witches house. Maybe you'll find some old jewlery or cursed VHS tapes you can sell to the local pawn shop.

The players are kids; teenagers. You're bored and need something to do in a small town. You pick up your baseball bat and old aprons to fashion some armor and go off into the uncharted places, dealing with ghosts and imps and supernatural curses and magic. You find magic spellbooks written in the margins of old diaries, trying to decode them while you pretend to pay attention in math class. There's an older guy in the town named Martin. He lives in a motor home and owns a gun. He knows more about monsters then any of you do, and makes his income driving state to state so he can get enough for the next full fuel tank and go adventuring some more. He's cool. But none of your parents think so. That's the feeling this game is supposed to evoke- because Martin is a total fucking loser. Why are you wasting time chasing spooks when you should be studying for your SATs. You should be trying to find a good job, or a good husband, not wasting your time doing dangerous shit. If we had a giant insect problem we'd call animal control, not a bunch of kids trying to hawk the carapaces so they can try to get college kids to buy them beer.

Welcome to Whitetail Pines.

The Weal Deal

This is Whitetail Pine's primer pawn shop. It's run by a kindly old man named Mr. Sandson. Mr. Sandson is a collector and antiquarian, and is known not to ask questions. As the only pawn shop in town, he's probably ripping you off, but you've got no where else to turn. He's still probably the only way you'll ever make a profit off that wendigo skull you risked life and limb for.

On top of buying artifacts, he sells them too. Sandson's only got a few; the old skull of a mesmerist that supposed to grant the powers of hypnotism, a few tarot cards loaded with spells by the town's old up-and-coming magician girl (she moved away to college in another state- few employment opportunities for wizards out here.), a few rusted swords. Minors going around with swords and axes and bows and arrows isn't considered that odd, adventurers are looked at like greasers. Tough guys, tolerated but given the stink eye. Guns are a no no though, unless you're on an actual hunting trip with your dad- Hunting deer, not bagging another Sasquatch. They're endangered now.

The Trailer Park

Filled up with freaks and weirdos; it's the best. Most of the tough kids hang here, but not all the residents here are normal, or even “human”. The people in this town have it as an open secret, don't ask don't tell about the vampires and troglodytes that live in the trailers. This is a great place to find the latest information about monster infested places or portals to hell opening up; the residents here are the closest to that kind of thing. But don't ask them to join you, they are trying to be more accepted into human society- the kids were born humans and they're trying to get out to the fringe. They don't appreciate what they have.

Beyond information, you can also get some magic. Back ally magic, oldschool magic, not that crap they teach in the special boarding schools with “elements” and “efficiency testing”. At least four witches live in the trailer parks (they're part of the vegetarian craze- they don't eat kids anymore), and they can brew up a mean love potion. Or more commonly, a potion of strength or fire resistance that a young troublemaker will want to sip before entering the salamander's cave out by dead man's gulch.

The Highschool

When the kids aren't on break or on the weekends, they spend every day here as normal. Boring math, history, science, religious studies. About actual religious gods, not prayer in schools or anything like that. That would be against the Constitution, as we are all aware. The dean is almost certainly a werewolf, and the chains under his desk are only jokingly said to be used on the students. (He really uses them on himself, and he knows he'll lose his tenure if anything happens). Health class teaches the genetic history of super-powered individuals, and the unfortunate crushing reality that nobody in your town has any chance of developing any powers into puberty or after- at least you highly doubt you're the one in ninty-thousand with the potential.

There is one ray of hope here though; Rooster. The metal, car, and woodshop teacher. He used to hunt vampires to pay his rent and loves to regale stories of it; but that was back when vampires and hunting them was much more common, and much more profitable. While he's not supposed to, he always keeps a couple of good oak stakes in his woodshop supply, none of that composite crap.

The Outskirts

This is the good stuff. Outside the town, in the woods or badlands, down the old highway, in old man Henassay's barn. These are the places were monsters and spooks may dwell. All around Whitetail are abandoned places, old condemned buildings, mysterious structures in the woods. You want a place to explore? No grown ups, just you and the mysterious forces out there.

Whitetail Pines Exploration Table – 1d8

[1] Ancient Sanitarium. Ghosts of the nurses are said to haunt this place, don't come without a conductive weapon- made of metal. Learned that in science class. If you manage to get a full set of antique plague-doctor trading cards Sandson will give you $220 dollars for it.

[2] Badlands. Cragy rocks nearby the hills, used as a dump for old chemicals in the 1950s. An old rusted plane is out here, the pilot is a zombie now. The navigation compass is possibly cursed, and certainly full of old magic. You can get $60 bucks for it.

[3] Witch's House. She's not always here, but her presence still makes this place scary; plus there's a few curses as traps and her familiars on the grounds. There's old jewelry in the attic, kept around real human hair wigs. Probably get $150 for a handful. Don't come if there's new chimes up around the house, that means she is home.

[4] Swamp Relics. Old underwater cold-war laboratory is still here, with a few experiments that roam around and eat trash from the garbage bins along the lake. The MREs inside are still good, and are one of the few things you can eat that demons can't cause you to throw up or turn rancid in your stomach; worth 10$ each. Don't come in autumn, else the spirits here may try to freeze the lake and trap you under there, leaving you stuck without hope of escape until spring.

[5] Old Drive-In Movie Theater. Was a pretty busy, fun place until someone cast a spell to make one of the characters real. He's become a serial killer. While he acts reasonable to sneak up on people, you can always tell its him because his skin is still black and white (he changed his clothes). Bust up the old ticket machines and parking meter things and get handfuls of antique coins and cash.

[6] The Old Wax Museum. The upper floor has been converted into the ice-cream stop in the town, and the owner is quite adamant about no one going downstairs to the lower floors. He keeps the place nice and cool, and as such the living wax figures don't bother anyone. However the old cowboys and indians sculptures down there wear authentic costumes that might be worth $20 each as long as their clothes aren't damaged too much from knife holes or burn marks, and the few real golden nuggets that were once on display could be worth a couple hundred dollars each if you could only get them out.

[7] Chalk Cave. The entrance to the cave has been marked by hundreds of young people over the years, little doodles, initials in hearts, and a few skulls and warnings. The cave itself is home to a family of mangy, diseased, and inbred wolves. The wolves can speak English and try to lure people into their jaws in the darkness, but have hilariously out of date language and are way too obvious. You could enter the cave to steal some of the old comic books the wolves grew up reading; the collector items could go for upwards of $150. Usually the animals are too weak and cowardly to attack, but if they are hungry enough they could be dangerous.

[8] Motel Room 4. At the old (and only) motel in town. Proudly advertises its color television as complimentary. While it is still a barely functioning small business, the 4^th room is condemned, having boarded up windows and a well locked door. Still, kids manage to break in and explore the sinkhole in the closet that leads to a hidden realm. Watch out for mushroom men, and bring a breathing mask, lest you never be able to leave that place. Drag back the safe, the last guest in that room was a lawyer. Nobody knows what he could have left in there before running out screaming.

8 Unusual Super Powers

[1] Snapping Snollygoster Transformation

This person has the power to transform into a Snapping Snollygoster. It's a dinosaur creature with a very furry body, bipedal, with a long snout and thick dragging tail. It is very colorful and is mostly green, yellow, and teal- It looks like something out of a children's book. By using this ability, the person gains enhanced strength, speed, and senses as well as a powerful bite and a hungry appetite, but also becomes predator and clumsy in equal measure, like a cutesy killing machine.

During periods of “intense” comfort and relaxation, the person may also inadvertently transform themselves instead, becoming like a huge living warm plush pillow. Using their newfound powers, this person could become a hero or villain.

[2] Extra Lives

Whenever you die, you respawn. There is a number tattoo'd on your forehead in black that shows you how many times you've died. So after you die for the first time, your blank forehead will now show a 1, then die again for a 2, etc. You have no other abilities, but remember everything from your past lives until a few minutes before you died; as you will not remember things that killed you. You don't have any special toughness or mental powers, you just simply reform after you die in a new body in a safe place. You still age and always reappear as your same age.

You have a hidden, fixed number of lives when you first get this power. The number of lives you have is 1d12+2 and you will not know when this life is your last.

[3] “Number 26”

At any fast food chain, taco truck, or To-Go restaurant you can quietly ask the cashier for a “Number 26” and slide them a 20 dollar bill. From the other side of the counter the cashier will give you a bag containing the following items;

• One hot food item (decoy, edible, changes based on establishment)
• Loaded, untraceable Revolver with 6 rounds
• Untraceable disposable flip phone with one battery charge
• Pair of gloves
• Print of most recent photograph and address of a Target (Variable)
• Aspirin bottle containing one pill (Variable)

These items are always the same, but change slightly based on the store. Very old dives may give you a half rusted gun with a chance to misfire, where as a fancy coffee shop may give you a smart phone with a built in self destruct feature as your phone. The price of the 'bag' is always the same, and the person who handed you the bag and took the money will never have any recollection of it. They will only remember you as 'that weird guy who didn't order anything and left' and won't remember your name or face. This power also can only be used once you fully use or dispose of the last 'bag'.

There are two extra variations of this power. If you slide the cashier a 100 dollar bill, you can also write the name of a person on the dollar bill, which will grant you the address and photograph. Only their real name works, but a legal alias or a very well known nickname will also suffice. If you draw on the face of the president on the bill you slide, you will also get a pill depending on what you drew. If you drew swirly marks over the president's eyes, the pill bottle will contain a dose of a knockout drug. If you draw hearts it will be a dose of ecstasy or LSD. If you draw Xs, then the single pill will be a cyanide capsule.

For whatever reason, all items created by this power are extremely hard to track and cannot be traced. However, the dollar bill will remain at the store and drawing a name or face is more likely to catch attention to government authorities or those who may suspect of your strange ability.

[4] Mint Jam

By touching things, this person can smear on a strange mind flavored, bright green Jam. Everything they touch with this jam becomes more “aligned” to their purposes and goals as long as the Jam stays on. Creating thick piles of it and smearing it everywhere takes time, and the Jam can easily be removed by spraying water on the affected things. Regardless, the Jam gives a bonus to standard usage rolls, a sixth sense for who or what is interacting or stepping on the Jam-covered thing, and can even allow some supernatural means of motion, such as turning a gun sideways and firing through a wall if the gun is sufficiently covered in Jam. It takes 10 minutes to create as much jam as you would find in a standard jar for your use by squeezing and rubbing your hands together.

Anybody who eats the Jam can have their internal organs messed with, or deal internal damage like stab wounds with a knife or cause them to lose consciousnesses, the power of these being dependent on how much jam the victim ate.

[5] Snowfall Switch

Whenever it snows and you are present during snow fall or a blizzard, you can mentally change what is coming down. Snow is replaced with a similar white-powdery substance. Such as cocaine, detergent, baking soda as the obvious ones. But more abstract chemicals and substances can also be snowed out by you, such as a weak acidic powder or some sort of soft fabric down to land on.

Regardless of what this substance is, it will always melt back into water as though it was standard snow as it reaches above the freezing point in temperature. Being examined in the laboratory will show some strange chemical results as to how a complex molecule melts into pure water, but this is part of the power's overview.

[6] Machine Heart

Both a bit of a super power as well as a mechanical implant. Your heart isn't natural, it's a machine instead. The grinding gears and pumps that keeps your heart beating are more powerful then a normal heart, though most of the time it does its job normally. When you concentrate, you can make your heart pump faster, giving the rest of your body better bloodflow and nutrients making you stronger or faster for a short period of time.

If you swallow down nuts and bolts, screws, washers, or other small objects that work with machines- your heart is enhanced. This power grants you no protection against the damage to your throat or digestive system eating metal would do, but it will make your heart stronger. Each handful of these you eat makes your heart capable of giving you a superhuman burst of adrenaline once a day.

[7] Air-Pocket Bile

Your vomit isn't normal. If you vomit, either by chance or by choice, you spew up a bubble instead that slowly grows from your mouth. The bubble is filled with unusually strong lighter then air gas, and if you continued to vomit without popping or removing the bubble, you could eventually create a balloon large enough to fly away with.

Unfortunately, there is no way for you to automatically get back down, but you can remove the vomit-bubbles at any size and scoop them out of your mouth without them popping. By doing this you can attach them to another object to have it fly away. The vomit bubble also acts as a shield that can absorb one bullet or attack; the gas escaping from the puncture wound tends to disperse fire and energy pretty well at the point of impact, making the chance of a penetrating attack that can go through the whole bubble to hit you very unlikely.

[8] Wind-Up Whippet

You have an incredible sense of machinery and resourcefulness for the specific purpose of creating mechanical dogs. You can turn paper and plastic into legs or flanks, metal or glass shards into teeth, any springs or electronic parts into the power core. These dogs are like giant wind-up toys and are powered by cranking their tail- each dog can be built for only one specific purpose. Each dog “unit” is still much more intricate and intelligent then any actual machine like them would be, but nothing about your machine units necessarily makes them supernatural on their own. Your dogs look like machines made of their junked or spare parts, much like moving scrap sculpture.

Dogs are built of specific purposes- dogs can be told to search an area and bark if they find a specific purpose or thing, in which case the dog gives off a low-quality mechanical bark. The dog can be made to sic people, chasing them down and biting them once with their sharp metal teeth, after that they latch on like a bear trap. Dogs can also be built to point or guard and area in the same vein as above. Machine dogs can also be built to emulate real dogs or pretend to be hurt/wounded before detonating a bomb hidden in their chest cavity, etc.