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I'm Hannah, aka Feywild Fiend. I have recently shifted this channel's content from minimalism and teaching to Dungeons and Dragons to reflect my eternal love for all things fantasy and D&D. Follow along if you want to learn more about the feywild and other realms in the D&D universe as well other related content!
You CAN hook players with a tavern
It doesn't take a unique, creative hook to draw in your players.
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So you want to turn Stranger Things into a D&D Campaign
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All I want for Christmas is a Stranger Things season 1 D&D game. Thanks again to SupergeekMike for collabing with me on this one! Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link to the shop: rb.gy/7aqlt Discount code: FEYWILDFIEND15
Playing a horror campaign? How to Make FUN and EFFECTIVE adventurers
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Another Halloween season, another year I really just need to turn Buffy into a character. Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link to the shop: rb.gy/7aqlt Discount code: FEYWILDFIEND15
How to Make Your Villain Monologues UNFORGETTABLE
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Didn't pay attention in high school? I CAN TELL. Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Sources | Clips of Brennan come from Dimension 20, Game Changer, and College Humor Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link to the shop: rb.gy/7aqlt Discount code: FEYWILDFIEND15
Spook your players with this one shot
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Does natural law not reign supreme in the Faerie Realm? Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Sources | Monster Manual 2014 Moby Dick by Herman Melville ("The Spouter Inn" inspiration) Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link to the shop: rb.gy/7aqlt Discount code:...
Are fey actually lawful?
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Does natural law not reign supreme in the Faerie Realm? Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend 00:00 Introduction 01:01 Lawful Fey in Folklore 04:14 D&D's Fey Alignments Sources | Player's Handbook from Wizards of the Coast Wild Beyond the Witchlight from Wizards of the Coast "Lanval" by Marie de France Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter...
How to play and flavor the Oath of the Ancients Paladins
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On an unrelated note, I've never actually played a paladin. WHOOOOPS. Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend 00:00 Introduction 01:22 Sir Gawain and the Green Knight 04:28 Oath of the Ancients 06:05 The Oath's Tenants 07:24 Appearance 08:50 FLAVOR Sources | Player's Handbook from Wizards of the Coast Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, Pearl, and Sir Orfeo by J.R.R. Tolkien and Christ...
Werewolves are overrated. Add WERESWANS to your D&D game.
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Really don't like the number of times I said "skin suits" in this one. Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend 00:00 Introduction 01:26 Folkloric Origins 03:12 Previous Editions of D&D 05:12 For Your Games Sources | Lmao they're all wikis WHATEVER forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Swanmay forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Fionnghuala en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swan_maiden Discount Code | 3DP...
The playable fey D&D race we DESERVE
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On an unrelated note, I'm craving a brownie. Check out my Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend 00:00 Introduction 00:43 Racial Traits 03:48 Brownie Culture 06:08 The Call to Adventure Sources | forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Brownie Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link to...
TERRIFY Players with THIS Sea Monster from Greek Myth
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It's KRAKEN WEEK! Release...the Scylla? Kraken Week Playlist | ua-cam.com/play/PLsmjZYZs1ps3EB_GuzXKEEQWeODalde_o.html Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend 00:00 Introduction 00:28 Summary 03:06 How to Create a Monster 101 06:05 But why not TWO monsters? Sources | Metamorphoses by Ovid, translated by Charles Martin The Odyssey of Homer, translated by S. H. Butcher and A. Lang Discount Code | ...
Connect the Feywild to Barovia with this EVIL archfey
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Who's Ceithlenn of the Crooked Teeth? Find out and make her more relevant in your Barovian or Feywild campaigns! 00:00 Introduction 01:21 Irish Mythology 03:42 The D&D Archfey 06:54 The Megaliths Sources | Wikipedia The Monster Manual by Wizards of the Coast The Encyclopedia of Celtic Mythology and Folklore by Patricia Monaghan Lebor gabála Érenn: The book of the taking of Ireland by Robert Ale...
Is this THE Celtic-inspired fey campaign?
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Looking for a Celtic-inspired fey campaign? Against the Faerie Queene might be the one for you. 00:00 Introduction 00:44 Summary 01:57 Players 04:16 DM's 08:00 The Creators Links | US: modiphius.us/collections/vendors?q=Adder Stone Games UK: modiphius.net/collections/vendors?q=Adder Stone Games Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy s...
Don’t let whimsy ruin your Feywild
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If you want whimsy, fun, AND meaning in your D&D Feywild game, here's a few ways to strike that balance. 00:00 Introduction 00:43 Stolen Children 03:02 Madness isn't Mad 05:18 Traps and Consequences Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and supporter of the channel, has generously offered a discount code for the community! Link ...
Seelie vs Unseelie Courts // let's talk politics and culture
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Offering a general overview of the two courts, discussing how their politics could look in-game, and attempting to define some neutral cultural elements for your own home games! 00:00 Introduction 01:45 "Seelie" and "Unseelie" 02:55 In-Game Political Tensions 04:46 Cultural Differences Patreon | www.patreon.com/FeywildFiend Discount Code | 3DPrintingBard, the owner of a D&D mini Etsy shop and s...
MAKE FEY ENCOUNTERS IN 3 (or 6? idk) EASY STEPS
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I fixed Wild Beyond the Witchlight
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I fixed Wild Beyond the Witchlight
Does Wild Beyond the Witchlight spark joy?
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Does Wild Beyond the Witchlight spark joy?
I built a massive D&D dungeon (over 8 feet long)
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Add horror to your Feywild D&D game
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Add horror to your Feywild D&D game
How to create awesome fey dragons
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How to create awesome fey dragons
How to create unique fey characters and NPC’s
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How to create unique fey characters and NPC’s
Fey deals to make your party spiral
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Fey deals to make your party spiral
I actually have a monologue and scene made in the form of a simple yet ridiculously philosophical question: Where does evil come from? My character and villain is trying to conquer the world and employ his empire to get rid of evil cults and corrupt kings, all while trying to unite his family, and all the while demons invaded the material world. He breaks every geneva convention laws ALL OF THEM in 12 years
I love the tavern start. It makes sense that most adventures start there! It's where most of mine have started - the pub! :D
*The DM Taking Notes* 👀👀
Honestly, his use of anaphora is one of the most powerful tools behind Brennan's most meaningful monologues. I think back to Chungle-down Bim. "I'M gonna shit in your mouth. I'M gonna make a toilet of your mouth, boy!" That SCARRED Fabian AND Lou. Incredible stuff
The wide doors of the CurseCure tavern are propped open letting in the warm afternoon air. The shudders, likewise, are thrown open on the west side of the room, letting in the sunshine. The smell of warm food strikes you as you enter. To your right there is a long table with several large black pots. There are peas, salt pork, cabbage, coarse bread, and similar simple dishes. There is also a sign, for those who can read, saying “Free Lunch” and in smaller writing, “with the purchase of a drink, potion, or curative.” If you look closely you may notice that there are no sweets or dairy amongst the offered food. Across the room, there is a long, uneven bar made from rough-hewn wood. Yet behind the bar there are thousands of tiny glass bottles glinting in the sunlight. Some of the tinctures seem to swirl and shimmer with a light of their own. Other bottles have filigree and crystal patterns at odds with the planks holding them up. The barkeep is a willowy, thin woman with short, curly hair; she smiles at you as you enter. You cannot see her feet. At the end of the bar is a small booth of sorts, the kind of thing you might have seen for fortune-telling. Sitting there, instead of a festooned magician, is a stout man, balding with dark hair, wearing a simple white robe. Or once was white for the chain about his neck has left black stains on his clothing. On his chest hangs an amulet depicting an eye upon a gauntlet. He, too, has a sign, “Removal of curses 1 gold. Greater Restoration negotiable. NO RESURRECTIONS!” Near the empty hearth, what at first appears to be a stuffed elk lounging on an elongated bench moves its head, using its nose, to turn the page of a book it is reading.
I did create an NPC pretty much like this - created by a Green Hag, she refused evil, she still has hag abilities and I built her in a way to suggest that she deliberately developed herself to eventually face off against her ‘mother’. In the meantime she lives alone in the Wild Wood, difficult, but not impossible for people to get to if they need her help.
Santa is being held captive by Frosty. Frosty wants the big mans job and he just needs the suit to get it. Frosty and his cohorts have invaded the north pole, locked up the reindeer, and he threatening to kill all the elves if he doesnt get the suit. Mrs. Kringle needs the party of adventurers to rescue her husband. She only knows one man that might be able to get us to the north pole, her 3rd cousin on her mother's side, Eddie. Cousin Eddie is ree tii erd but he has some friends that are still in the business he is willing to introduce you to. Meet Harry and Marv, a pair of Tabaxi burglars known as the Wet Bandits. The first part of their plan to break into Santas Workshop is real simple. Catch the Whoville Express (feel free to throw in an encounter here, maybe its Hans Gruber and the gang from Die Hard or Skut Farkus & Grover Dill from A Christmas Story) to Whoville because Harry and Marv plan on stealing the Grinch's sleigh to get into the North Pole. (Ride it down the mountain and through the Path of Giants, where theres really giants, throwing snowballs as the team barrels towards the ski jump.....hope you make your landing. Now that your in there is only one problem, theres Gremlins every where and Shelf Elves are patrolling the streets alongside Abominable Snowmen. Have fun storming the castle.
Incredible video, please continue to make more
Pottsfield could be a place that the Feywild has expanded and consumed, and it was originally an abandoned village now at the edge of the Fey's influence, whose graveyards' residents are being resurrected a bit at a time as the Feywild's power continues to extend into the village and finish taking it over. Thus why the reanimated inhabitants are still in the process of digging people up
Just a note. The old man has given them a gift, and they agree to free the castle from the threat that lies beneath. It would be a fantastic plot twist if once the adventure was over it was made clear that they didn't keep their word. Being a Christmas oneshot, you could end it with a nursery rhyme that talks about this and the creature's return to look for them, because they are in his debt.
The first scene was cool enough, wasn't it? Unless the purpose is to have writing published... REALLY deep rendering all the time actually takes away player talk time. The NPC with the hood is well placed showing, the cinematic showing of everything in the tavern just seems unnecessary (though.. yes, quite immersive). I'd immerse the players by engaging them and show more about what's consequential to them.
Do you know why I am here? Here, at the edge of the multiverse, having built an empire to house the machine which rips apart biospheres at an industrial level and replaces mortal populi with an endless stream of necrotic flesh and steel? It's because I am here. And you were there. The Powers That Be designated that I am a cat, and you are a mouse. And how you've hidden in your little holes, running around, upsetting the mouse traps. But I am here. And you are there. Still. This confrontation is probably the most important event of your life. But to me, you are simply another mouse.
Every video I have an “omg genius !” Moment
thanks youtube front page, for recommending me this and bless you for this video, really great insight into the topic
“Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer-thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. HATE.” -AM, I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream
Is that how you’re solving this? By naming me the villain as I speak? The idea that only villains monologue and threaten is childish. And naive. We have our piece to say too. We heroes have long held our beliefs and our faiths that we have tested and proven. This isnt talk-no-jutsu. I’m not telling you this because I’m scared. I’m not dragging out a conversation for my plan to work in the background. My solution is to appeal to your kinder instincts, but this isnt a math test, there isnt one solution. I have prepared many, which will you choose?
The sign out front shows a rudimentary bed 🛌. The hobo glyphs behind the bush, beside the front door, calls it the "Shivering Monk Inn." A slate marked in chalk, "The Menu," features "Crust of bread w/ broth" and "Daily Special." The rooms feature double bunks consisting of a frame and a board. There is no hint of mat nor blanket. The wind whistles through the gaps in the rough cut boards of the walls, moaning like a discordant band of tone deaf floutists. A fat round oil lamp made of clay weilds a flame that seems to shrink from the cold and cower from the shadows. Somehow, in this place, even the word 'austere' seems extra.
The sign out front shows a rudimentary bed 🛌. The hobo glyphs behind the bush, beside the front door, calls it the "Shivering Monk Inn." A slate marked in chalk, "The Menu," features "Crust of bread w/ broth" and "Daily Special." The rooms feature double bunks consisting of a frame and a board. There is no hint of mat nor blanket. The wind whistles through the gaps in the rough cut boards of the walls, moaning like a discordant band of tone deaf floutists. A fat round oil lamp made of clay weilds a flame that seems to shrink from the cold and cower from the shadows. Somehow, in this place, even the word 'austere' seems extra.
You're playing is obviously an ass. I would drop him a level as punishment for breaking the DM's train of thought.
Great video !
Great video. Thank you. Every time I hear the word scrivener I think of the 'traumatizing' experience I had in Highschool having to read 'Bartleby the scrivener" and remain awake. That was a while ago.
I am now fond of using subtle positive scripting to denote frustrations or anger. This inspiration came from the show High Potential (S1, Ep7) towards the end, the protagonist said "but you put my child in danger, I hope one day you're fortunate enough to experience that first hand". The only thing is that the delivery was subpar. But I really love Brennan on Critical Role when he DMs. as the writing was impactful, both on Calamity and Downfall One of my favorites is the explanation of Father in Fullmetal Alchemist as to why is he looking down on humans, He responds "When you notice an insect on the ground do you stop to consider it a fool? The life of an insect is so beneath you that it would be a waste of your time to even consider judging it, that would be an accurate summation towards my feelings on you humans." The words paint a clear picture along with thought provoking questions was brilliant.
Why did you get rid of Circe? 😢😢
"You all meet in a tavern." The whole table groans, but the DM continues, pointing around the table. "You're tending bar, you're waiting tables, you're cooking, and you're washing dishes."
“You know what I’ve always hated about you, Amethar?”
"Showing - when used properly..." Even just that is honestly a great thing to say. Both showing and telling have their place. It is okay to tell, just make sure it's the right time to do so.
If you describe it they’re going to want to fuck with it
The not Hemingway approach
Well done.
This is a little improv I cooked up at the table Some context: character was abandoned in the woods to die by their mother (the audience) when they were an infant: “Call me by my name. Say it. Say my name. Or are you too scared? Of a future I made for myself. That I carved out for myself. That I had to scrape and claw at to get. So say my name. The one you never bothered to give me.”
Battletech lore has the best rejoinder to a villain monologue ever. When Stefan Ameris successfully conquered the Star League with a coup d'etat, 'history' records that General Alexander Kerensky reasponded to Ameris' extended gloating monologue as follows: "No."
"wait... how big is the tavern" "Oh let's say...40ft across. Why?" "..." "..." "I cast fireb-"
Challenge accepted : « Paul curse all of you in his head for convincing him to follow you there. He really hates Sunday evening right now. Waves of worlds submerge the tiny space where you all sit with a beverage behind you on the wooded table. Paul doesn’t even dare to take is drink as you left him maybe the worst spot around the table. Not only the folk in this dump is very loud, very drunk, they also enjoy their moment in dancing and don’t stop to stumble him. Jasmin smile looking at you Paul as she knows how shy you are, and she hope you will stop be yourself and relax a little. After all, all of you deserve it after what happened lately. And the smell of the bread in the hoven right behind the counter make her very satisfy. This is not a usual bread smell who surround slowly the place, it’s a sweet sugar savor that show the mastery of Brin. Only her can do a bread like this, and as some say, if the bread smell that good, the rest should be a divine feasting. Paul Grabbing the rust wooden table with both hand as Yalan bump him with her hip to pass in the crowd and serve another table with the first plate. The pasta looks nice, and the red sauce and the big ball of meat show the generosity of Brin. Yalan voice cut through all other to ask her lover for another round of milky bear. And Brin seem to swim with grace from one task for another and let the alcohol flow in six huge pinte at the same time. For you Garak, this place revives souvenir of festivity with your wild people. Yes, it was in the forest, with the breath and the vegetal smell around. But the same joy, the same kindness around you than around different pack of people assembled there. And you Kurt, you see in the small space something like a protective cocoon. Yes, there is no nice embroideries on the table. The walls are as gray as a rainy sky, but all clients make it shine with them owns colored outfit. And in truth all of you, yes even Paul, know how lucky you are to be sitting there tonight. And that before a pretty gypsy elves approach and succeed to take a place between you and unroll a map on the table. In her eyes, is this jewel, fire, gread or hope you see ? And at Paul surprise she whispers a “I expected to find you, there!” that even in this maddening noise you all can perceive perfectly.»
Brennan is my favorite villain
Not quite Greensleeves...
The remark about ex-cultists taking a warm hearth as a bad memory did spark a little writing prompt for me. "A fire roars, singing hairs off your forearm. Clangs and clatters fill your ears - steel on steel, metal sword on wooden shield. The pull of bowstrings strikes your... no. Not bowstrings. Is that a lute? You stir yourself, finding the fire contained in a hearth, calmed after some drunkard thought it'd be funny to throw their mug of ale in it. A muscular woman with a face of anger threatens to throw him out. The clangs and clatter merely the sounds of people cheering their latest adventure, bringing together their mugs and slamming them on the table. You take a deep breath. You're fine." Definitely needs refinement, but I think it'd be a fun way to bring someone in who gets lost in their backstory.
I love doing stuff like this for players! It can be hard to roleplay an internal world, and it’s a great way to help them bring a character to life while building out that narrative. You wrote a great, quick example, too!
Now, this is meant for the recurring inn in my campaign, so certain NPCs are named and assumed known: "Stepping in from the busy afternoon market, the sign proclaiming “The Artful Deed” creaks lazily in the warm, dusty breeze. The inn is a place of comparative calm, for now. Ginebra, the maid, is hanging fresh bouquets of lavender, rosemary and sweetgrass from the ceiling beams to replace the old rosebud and pearl-creeper ones. The new scent partially covers the familiar vinegary ghosts of spilled wine. Meanwhile a toothless old drunkard is making a clown show out of his attempts at stealing a glimpse up her colourful skirt. Blind Aurubilitu is strumming his lute in a slowed-down improvisation over 'The Doe Queen’s Gallop' - the change of tempo makes the otherwise jaunty tune more sombre, pensive. In the back, a youthful rake deftly juggles a few knucklebones before snatching them out of the air and throwing them on the table. The sun-tanned farmhand across from him erupts in sudden jubilation and the youth covers his face in chagrin over an obviously failed dice-toss. In front of the hearth, a girl in a green dress attends to the fowl on the roasting spit, partridges by the look of it. Unai, the one-armed proprietor, is conspicious in his absence."
As the rain turns to hail, you notice a small building at the top of the cliff overlooking the harbor. Two stories, and almost as dark as the night all around it - if it weren't for the dim light emanating from the grimy windows on the ground floor. It seems that the last time they were clean was BEFORE they were installed in these walls. Two small oil lamps are desperately giving their all to illuminate the entrance. They mostly fail. As you get closer, you realize that the wood covered walls aren't pitch black, but a dark, mossy green. And are those letters over the door? Yes. Like the rest of the building, they have seen better days, and a few are missing. Perception check (difficulty 12) reveals that this place is called "The King's Galley". Oh, you rolled a 14? Then you notice that the greenish wood seems to come from wrecked ships, and parts are still covered in shells, algae and other maritime detritus. Behind the door are heavy curtains in a dark grayish brown, designed to keep the weather out. As you open them, you are ambushed by the smell of sweat, tobacco and beer. The olfactory melange is somewhat saved by candle wax and a hint of fried onions coming from the open door behind the bar. Like the whole room, that bar is built from a haphazard mix of woods. Pinewood, walnut, beech... Has this whole tavern been built out of shipwrecks, or was it just designed to look that way? The whole parlour is filled to the brim with nautical stuff. There's mooring rope everywhere, a collection of portholes nailed to random walls, one of the tables has been built out of a clearly defunct cannon... Several wooden steering wheels are hanging from the ceiling, transformed into crude chandeliers, explaining the candle part of the smell. The other smell components are coming from the unwashed pub goers around you. An obese gnome with gray muttonchops is standing behind the bar. He's wearing a blue checkered shirt, a massive brown leather apron, and he's got a dirty towel over his shoulder. What color the towel used to be is anyone's guess. His face is red from decades of alcohol, and covered in stubble. What sticks out like a sore thumb is the lanky bard in a black and blue jester's costume, standing next to the bar. He was just about to say something when you came in, and now he's waiting for you to take a seat before he continues...
10/10, would stay here before setting off on a revenge quest to kill the whale that ate my leg
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and when they walk out the tavern there in the feywild because it was a fey crossing whole time and anyone who gets drunk in there is take to feywild
You push on the crude wooden door, which creaks on rusty hinges. Stepping through, the stench of stale beer, cheap tobacco and unwashed bodies assaults your nostrils, and the sawing and howling screeches of a talentless fiddler sounds even worse without the door muffling it. The dirt beneath your feet is sticky, almost muddy; who knows what you're stepping in - the poor light from a settled hearth struggles to illuminate the space. A long wooden table cuts the dark room in half, from behind which a gnarled and broken-faced, presumably human man eyes you suspiciously. His swollen fingers clench around a tankard, while his other hand holds a rag that may never have been clean. The man opens his mouth, revealing more gaps than teeth, and those remaining are yellowed and crooked, but says nothing. A quick glance around at the few other patrons shows you none are any cleaner, prettier, or friendlier than the man behind the table. More narrowed, squinting eyes fall upon you. You realise the fiddler, wherever they are in the gloom, has stopped their cacophony. Someone belches quietly in a corner, while two heavy-set human men appear to be eying your purses. In the intense silence, you hear knuckles cracking, and the sizzle of tobacco as someone draws on a pipe. As your eyes adjust to the haze and dark, you see a seated figure in the deep shadows beside the hearth. A cowl covers their head, and a robe makes them almost shapeless. The faintest tip of the head in your direction seems almost like an invitation...
SO good! And no chance at all the party’s bard will do everything in their power to show up that fiddler.
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Thank you!!
The question I always had is why does there seem to be only taverns as far as eating establishments go. I don't drink alcohol IRL, so I always wanted know where all the restaurants were. One may ask what's the difference? Well, taverns (bars) serve food and restaurants serve alcohol, but each establishment is defined by being where the staff devotes the majority of their time and effort.
Certainly in medieval times, the concept of a restaurant didn't exist. You either ate at home, or you ate at a tavern. Most people ate at home, most of the time, either with homegrown or market-bought produce.
[I won a 4E supplemental book with this once upon a time. It is still up on DM Samuel's web-page RPG Musings, I just copy & pasted from there, since it was mine to start with, though folks should feel free to use it if they desire to. The competition was for an adventure hook, but the opener includes the description of a tavern.] You find yourself in a dark inn as a result of rain falling outside. The room is dark and filled with smoke from the chimney not having been cleaned recently. The doors remain open to keep the individuals within from being overcome by the smoke. The constant sound of the rain falling creates a dull roar that washes out all but the closest of conversations. Only rarely does the thunder catch everyone off guard, because the lightning lights up almost the entire room just long enough to prepare. The moisture seems to have infused everything, and it makes the cold settle into everyone’s bones. Even the halfling serving wench seems especially surly tonight. The only good thing is that the minstrel has some tunes that are new to you, and he seems to be good with his pipes. Another crash of thunder, and this time it seemed to catch almost everyone off guard. The wench makes her rounds and refills your heated spiced rum, she seems nervous but it’s probably just the weather putting her on edge. Then someone’s voice is heard outside, the other patrons stay in their seats and one yells, “Hey you’re closer to the door, see what that racket is.” As one of the PCs gets the to the doorway, they hear someone screaming, “Fire! It’s at the church!!!”-“” (Note: If no one volunteers to go to the door the voices are heard, but the words cannot be made out until someone from outside runs to the door and shouts into the inn, “The church is afire, come quick!“)
They’re all hiding something, I can feel it
"The Party checks their clothes at the door and enters Lady Foxx's pool party at New Brothelle." Let the Players fill in the blanks. Hemingway was not a DM. A Hook is perfect when you have removed all the fluff.
The highlight of this episode... 10:01 /jk
I’m tryna fight
@@feywildfiend Roll for initiative I guess😆
You are smart, and we should listen to you
Correct
What does the cloaked figure in the corner ACTUALLY want?
They want to sit with the party in total silence.
A friend
If you succeed on a DC14 persuasion check, the barkeep will disclose, "that poor old sod has been sitting in that chair since my grand-dad owned the tavern. Comes in every day looking for 'Cressida.' She's never gonna show, but after a while we lost the heart to keep telling him as much. Way I see it, he ain't hurting anyone, even if he does pay in electrum..."
They want to show of their amazing cloak they just made and will try to convince the party's Rogue/Warlock to commission them a custom cloak. Because come on... tattered brown leather is soooo 1369 DR!!!!
@@feywildfiend They want what everyone wants. To be loved.