Time Blossom
2014-05-18, 04:22 AM
"If a bag of holding is placed within a portable hole a rift to the Astral Plane is torn in the space: Bag and hole alike are sucked into the void and forever lost. If a portable hole is placed within a bag of holding, it opens a gate to the Astral Plane: The hole, the bag, and any creatures within a 10-foot radius are drawn there, destroying the portable hole and bag of holding in the process."
--Bogworth Pennyfarthing, halfling bard and alleged conqueror of the Tarrasque. Private journal.
Kind of an interesting effect, innit? No save DC, no spell resistance, no backsies, no nothing. It just... happens. Kind of like the Tarrasque itself just happens. No rhyme, no reason, just ancient undeniable hunger. The two were made for each other.
So, twenty years or so ago, the last time the Tarrasque awoke, a group of adventurers went out to try and stop it before it could devour the capital. So far as everyone knows, they succeeded. But the truth of the matter is that they used a strange, little-known-in-the-setting trick to send the beast off to the astral plane, where it could never bother anyone again. Maybe they even did it on accident.
But here we are, a couple of decades later... and everyone in the capital dies in their sleep overnight. And the next night, the same thing happens in the next town over. The kingdom is in a panic, and nobody knows what's happening or what to do about it.
So what's really happening? The Tarrasque is awake, and it's had twenty years for its abominably resilient body to adapt to the astral plane. Twenty years to dream, and learn how to find a new way to sate its ancient appetites.
Now, on the astral plane, the Tarrasque feasts on the souls of all who dream, and it will take more than simple tricks to stop it.
~ ~ ~
...Thoughts? Astral plane is a bit homebrewed, obviously, but I think that souls drifting into the astral while they sleep is a reasonable thing to do. Normally they'd have some sort of protection, I think; perhaps having such a faint impression that they're not even detectable by most creatures. But the Tarrasque is hungry, and has a powerful instinct for revenge against those who exiled it.
--Bogworth Pennyfarthing, halfling bard and alleged conqueror of the Tarrasque. Private journal.
Kind of an interesting effect, innit? No save DC, no spell resistance, no backsies, no nothing. It just... happens. Kind of like the Tarrasque itself just happens. No rhyme, no reason, just ancient undeniable hunger. The two were made for each other.
So, twenty years or so ago, the last time the Tarrasque awoke, a group of adventurers went out to try and stop it before it could devour the capital. So far as everyone knows, they succeeded. But the truth of the matter is that they used a strange, little-known-in-the-setting trick to send the beast off to the astral plane, where it could never bother anyone again. Maybe they even did it on accident.
But here we are, a couple of decades later... and everyone in the capital dies in their sleep overnight. And the next night, the same thing happens in the next town over. The kingdom is in a panic, and nobody knows what's happening or what to do about it.
So what's really happening? The Tarrasque is awake, and it's had twenty years for its abominably resilient body to adapt to the astral plane. Twenty years to dream, and learn how to find a new way to sate its ancient appetites.
Now, on the astral plane, the Tarrasque feasts on the souls of all who dream, and it will take more than simple tricks to stop it.
~ ~ ~
...Thoughts? Astral plane is a bit homebrewed, obviously, but I think that souls drifting into the astral while they sleep is a reasonable thing to do. Normally they'd have some sort of protection, I think; perhaps having such a faint impression that they're not even detectable by most creatures. But the Tarrasque is hungry, and has a powerful instinct for revenge against those who exiled it.