Revised PARIAH automated chargen & character keeper

Hi. There's been some revisions to the player-facing side of the pariah rules, many of which I discussed in October's post:

https://aloneinthelabyrinth.blogspot.com/2024/10/thematic-saving-throws.html

It seemed sensible to attempt to put the character generator into perchance, please find below.

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THEMATIC SAVING THROWS

If you're subscribed to my substack  you'll have seen a revised PARIAH character generator PDF. If you're not subscribed to my substack you may be asking yourself why I have one AND a blog, to which I'll reply: CHRIS MCDOWALL HAS BOTH SO I CAN TOO. You'll also be aware that I already shared the chargen PDF in the last blogpost, so this is a doubly redundant introduction.

Brevity is not my strong suit and never was. 

This is a post about saving throws.

Curse template: spirit-touched

If you subscribe to the monthly newsletter I hawk over on substack you will have already seen the changes I've made to character generation in PARIAH, as well as the implied modifications to the player facing mechanics. Feel free to peruse the PDF here if you haven't yet seen it. I'll caveat this with the following statement: don’t distribute it for commercial gain or claim it as your own work. It’s a WIP and hasn’t been fully tested yet, new PARIAH campaign should kick off Friday 20th September.

While this probably merits its own post for the time being I'd like to focus on the changes to curse templates, in particular looking at spirit-touched.

Curse Templates

In PARIAH, powerful curses are represented by curse templates. Inspired by Emmy Allen’s sideways advancement trackers (particularly wendigo sickness and the wounded daughter) templates provide the opportunity to inflict a doom on a pariah over an extended period rather than removing them from the game immediately—providing the opportunity to remove the curse, or at least having some fun in the attempt. 

PARIAH Volume 1, page 53

Each template enumerates a series of afflictions (which can be beneficial, baleful or both) in a table: conditions particular to each curse trigger a roll on this table. these afflictions may make it harder to resist triggers in the future, thus causing a kind of curse-death spiral: once all entries on the table are acquired, the pariah becomes an NPC/monster.

Some examples on this blog include ghouls, werewolves and sleepflower-eaters, all of which I will update sooner or later in line with the structure of what follows...

Spirit-touched

12 Reasons Your Tribe Doesn't Want You

Blogger, you officially suck. Luckily, this 19th Century female Fin warrior from the real-life historical Kingdom of Dahomey (now Benin) does not:

Play in City of Ghosts focuses on a band of pariahs forced to the very fringes of burgeoning human society by virtue of their exile. They are forced to seek shelter in the titular City of Ghosts, recently claimed by an individual calling himself "the first king of men", but shunned by many as it is believd to be haunted by the ghosts of its prior residents, the precursor civilisation of The Others.

Players control multiple characters, each one a pariah: after chargen, they have the opportunity to roll on this table to find out why their character was ostracised:

So uh, How Do You Guys All Know Each Other?

I recently tried - and - failed to write a complete RPG in 48 hourss part of Itch.io's MEGA RPG JAM. In fairness, I think I bit off a little more than I could chew, and wasn't able to devote as much time as I needed. Nonetheless, I had fun along the way and feel compelled to finish the task, and in doing so came up with a random party relations table that might be useful. 

The game is about humanoid minions trying to get by in a dungeon: carrying out tasks on behalf of their overlords, running rival lairs, feeding the monsters etc. If you want to take a look at the horrible incomplete mess I submitted, its here.

PCs begin as new arrivals in the dungeon, so I thought it would be fun to add a deceptively simple backstory generator to explain how the keepers know each other:

Old World Name Generator

I've been having way too much fun creating random generators over at perchance.org, having already begun the process of making a character generator for Garblag Games' GRIMDARK RPG.

I recently added a name generator to it, combining Saxon, German and Celtic names, not divided on gender lines (and many names being unisex), and thought I'd share it here.

Behold, the Old World Name Generator!

GRIMDARK CHARACTER GENERATOR MK1

UPDATE: THE LATEST VERSION CAN BE VIEWED HERE

So here's a little experiment in random generation. This uses the GRIMDARK RPG system from Garblag games, available free!

Image copyright © 2019 of Peter Lattimore.

Changelog:
08.09.2019 Background image and name generator added.

CANTRAPS

Why Cantraps?

It's a variant spelling of cantrip, and the one used by Jack Vance in The Dying Earth, so why not.

When I arrived very late to the 3rd edition party Cantrips struck me as a surprising addition. My previous experience having only extended so far as the fabled Rules Cyclopedia of BECMI, I was accustomed to magic users starting out with the power to memorise and cast just one spell each day. 3rd edition provided wizards with a similar power to cast one first level spell/day, but this was augmented by the power to prepare up to 3 cantrips, any of which could be cast an unlimited number of times each day.

Cast of the Crystal Seas: Analicia

Analicia is an elf, but quite dissimilar to those of legend, for she is a member of the Varanesi clan. The Varanesi elves are renowned artisans, merchants and patrons of the arts. They are wealthy and powerful, with a reputation for snobbery and haughtiness. They are also known to employ subterfuge and even violence to protect their interests.

Analicia showed early promise as a carpenter, and given the long lifespans of elves, had plenty of time to refine her craft. In fact, in the century or so that has passed since she was born, she has become obsessed with crafting wood. Under the tutelage of Don Amatus, a senior artisan of the the Varanesi, she has achieved a mastery that is famed throughout the city and beyond. However, she also has other talents.

Another senior Varanesi, Donna Serafina, saw that Analicia would make an excellent… operative. She thought Analicia would be useful in the more clandestine activities of the clan, as she was graceful, agile and intelligent. Analicia was trained to be a spy and a thief, and until she reached adulthood (and could assume the title Donna herself) was obliged to follow this life path.

On reaching her first century, Analicia - now Donna Alicia - was excited to be setting up her own workshop and becoming fully independent… but the senior clan members had other plans. They ordered Analicia to continue her work with Donna Serafina. Analicia was disinterested, and showed them disrespect by disobeying their orders. Nonetheless, her decision was tolerated, and she was free to set up a business of her own, although she was stripped of the honorific Donna and went back to plain old Analicia.

For the first few years, things went very well for her: her craftsmanship was in high demand by many wealthy families in the city of Freeport, and she found many patrons willing to sponsor her artistic pursuits. Tragically,her success was short lived following a devastating arson attack that saw the culmination of her life’s work - her workshop and all its contents - utterly destroyed. Filled with guilt and shame, as well as anger, she returned to the clan leaders for help in rebuilding her business and locating the perpetrators of the crime.

Now, Analicia finds herself in an uncomfortable bind: the clan elders have reluctantly agreed to assist her, but her earlier rejection of them still hurts, and so to save face she must agree to work for Donna Serafina once again… and her first assignment is very odd indeed. Analicia has returned to the life of a rogue, in the employ of the elven Varanesi, and is now sailing on a ship to  a strange southern city, with a dwarven cleric called Horace...

Cast of the Crystal Seas: Horace

Dwarves live a long time, and although they age at a similar rate to humans, they are not considered to be adults until their fiftieth year. Even by these standards Horace - not his real name - was a slow developer. He was naive and a little clumsy, but unusually outgoing, a trait associated amongst the stoic dwarves with vacuousness (“Empty vessels make the most noise” is a common dwarven proverb). The dwarf now known as Horace also loved hearing a good story and this, combined with his inherent superstition, made him a  good fit for the role of temple hand. Assisting the dwarven priests, he eventually came to learn a fair bit about medicine and the treatment of minor ailments. But he constantly wondered what else might be going on in the wider world.

Growing up Horace’s most exciting memories were of the hardy human traders who would make the trek to the dwarven lands during milder weather, exchanging human goods for dwarven craft items. The humans always seemed happy and cheerful next to his own compatriots, especially, he noticed, when they were leaving. Horace thought that humans must therefore come from a most wonderful place, and longed to one day visit.

When Horace reached his 48th year, he was presented with that chance: before being accepted as a mature, adult dwarf, all dwarves are expected to spend two years exploring life outside their settlement. Most only venture to the next fortress, a few take part in “the circuit” and attempt to visit every fortress in the dwarven realms… but Horace knew what he wanted to do: travel to the city of Freeport.

After one year, Horace returned to the dwarven realms utterly disgusted: he had witnessed dwarven artifacts selling for thousands of gold pieces, subsidising the lavish lifestyles of wealthy merchants. But his disgust was with his own countryfolk for being so naive, not with the human merchants, whom instead he decided to emulate. For the remaining year prior to obtaining adulthood, the dwarf now known as Horace travelled the dwarven realms, disguised as an elderly priest, exchanging worthless knick-knacks he said had magickal healing properties for valuable dwarven craft items, which he then sold in Freeport. Thus he was able to maintain a lavish lifestyle in the city at the expense of his own people’s credulity.

But in spite of himself, Horace had fallen for a young dwarf-maid named Tatiana, and knowing that he would be unable to seduce in his guise as an elderly priest, attempted to woo her as himself. However, he embellished a few facts here and there about his age and social standing, and with his powers of persuasion won the family around and were engaged to be married. He decided to travel back home to secure his family’s favour, besides which his two year sojourn almost up. But trouble soon caught up with him.

Tales of Horace the fraudulent priest had soon become widespread, once it became apparent his “remedies” were useless as well as worthless. The Dwarven Church stated that they had never even ordained a Priest called Horace, but tales were already circulating of a much younger dwarf by a similar name living it up in the human city of Freeport. Our hero might have got away with it, too, were it not for one intrepid human trader who had ventured far into dwarven territories in search of his “friend”. He attempted to bluff his way out of it, but in the end his ruse was uncovered: the dwarf we now know as Horace was outed as a fraud, a charlatan.

The case was unprecedented, and whilst the dwarven elders debated what to do, Horace was incarcerated in a cell high above the community, open to the elements. Here he grew bitter and resentful. Two years passed before he was summoned from his oubliette to appear before the council, and when the sentence was passed that he was to be stripped of his name and banished from the lands, he cheered out loud, such was his resentment of his own people.

Dwarven guards were summoned to escort him to the border, but along the way he was granted one chance to say goodbye to his family. AShamed, in spite of his indignance, he decided not to face them, instead requesting that he be permitted just to pass by the home of his once betrothed, Tatiana, from whom he had not heard anything since his arrest. Peeking in through the windows of her family home, Horace espied the young maid looking old beyond her years, playing with a baby dwarf: his baby dwarf. He cried to be allowed inside,but the guards dragged him away.

Only then did the true horror of his crimes hit him: not only had he destroyed his own life, but he had brought shame on his once wife, and was now so dishonoured that he was incapable of redeeming her or his child… he wept real tears when the guards cut off his beard, and commanded that he never again set foot in dwarven lands.

So Horace followed the path that had been set for him before, and seeking to redeem himself, became a cleric. The Holy Order of the Knights of the Diamond Sigil took him in, on the condition that henceforth he live only for others, and if requested for aid, he provide. When the Old College and the clan of the Varanesi were looking for assistance, they turned to The Order,and the Order sent them Horace.