Planescape: Magic ItemsPlanescape: Magic Items2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
PLANESCAPE MAGIC ITEMS
The following is a list of the notable magic items that appear in my Planescape setting novels, Odd Jobs and Cats and Rivers, and fall into the hands of Ceraline, Garadun and Laurewen, the heroes of the stories. I thought the D&D gamers out there might be interested to see the items in game stats (which are for the 3.0/3.5 system).
This utterly unique weapon is a +3 keen aberration ooze bane bastard sword. The razor sharp blade is made from alchemically-strengthened black obsidian which is harder than steel and immune to the corrosive effects of rust monsters and all oozes. The hilt is carved from snowflake obsidian, with the grip wrapped in cloaker hide leather.
Abigail: AL NG; Int 15, Wis 10, Cha 15; Speech, 60 ft. darkvision and hearing; Ego score 13. Speaks Common, Celestial, Undercommon. Because of her alignment, she is of course treated as good for the purposes of bypassing damage resistance.
Odd Jobs: Chapter TwelveOdd Jobs: Chapter Twelve3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Laurewen was treated to breakfast in bed. It was late morning when Garadun had woken up, and he'd left his lover to doze while he went to the kitchen to make breakfast. It had been a first for him, waking up with a women in bed beside him. And an incredibly beautiful one at that. It was a damn good feeling.
They had made love all through the evening and into the night. Over and over again with nice breaks in-between, and then more lovemaking. A fresh young body and a lifetime of missing out meant he had a lot to make up for. Laurewen was ecstatic. Her new lover was an eager pupil, anxious to learn anything and everything that would please her. He also loved giving her oral sex, something too many men didn't do. She couldn't get enough. With great care she taught him technique, positions, gave him secrets of what made a woman wet, what made her come, what helped make her his. While not having much pillow time, as she pu
Odd Jobs: Chapter OneOdd Jobs: Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the Universe, there are an infinite number of dimensions, an infinite number of realities where people of different species go about their lives, most utterly oblivious to the fact that such an infinite number of possibilities exist. For those who do know, this knowledge is more often than not considered to be too mind-bendingly overwhelming to think about and they do their best to ignore it, usually over a hot cup of tea.
But this story is not about any such people.
The ones in this story are completely unaware that they have lived many different lives, being reborn again and again, destined to be the best of friends, bosom buddies, two peas in a pod you get the idea. Their names are Cera and Garadun. These names were given to them when they first came into Existence, and they've been stuck with them in one form or another throughout all their various lives.
Odd Jobs: Chapter FourOdd Jobs: Chapter Four3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The second floor of the Sunken Treasure featured a spacious, carpeted lounge filled with plush divans, soft couches and large floor pillows where people could take it easy and mingle with the festhall's companions. It was where Ceraline found Jaalira after speaking to a barmaid. She explained the problem to the beautiful hostess.
"I'm sure we can accommodate him," said Jaalira pleasantly. "What type of girl does he prefer? We have all kinds."
"I don't know his exact preference," Ceraline admitted. "But she has to be gentle. He's not ready for, well, an aggressive type if you know what I mean. He needs someone sweet and understanding."
"All my girls are skilled at giving pleasure, I assure you."
"I know, I've been here before; although we didn't meet. That's not what I'm worried about." Ceraline gave a winsome smile. "He's a romantic
Odd Jobs: Chapter SevenOdd Jobs: Chapter Seven3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
About five weeks later they were still on the island and the food Garadun had had in his dufflebag was long gone. There were plenty of coconuts, but something to consider: eat too much and it gives you the runs, especially coconut milk. The toilet paper he'd packed away with the other things had earned him the proverbial medal. Ceraline was also deeply grateful for the soap and oversized towel. He'd even produced a small comb, brush and mirror for her the first morning after sleeping in the lighthouse.
Water had been the big worry, but a further search of the lighthouse had revealed a hidden door which led to a large cellar. In the cellar was a cistern filled with rainwater collected from a filtered pipe system on the roof of the tower. Not only that but there was firewood, axes for the wood, tables, chairs, hammocks, blankets, simple clothes, cooking pots and frying pans, pewter plates, cups and utensils, candles, lamp
Cats and Rivers: Chapter SevenCats and Rivers: Chapter Seven1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
As it turned out, Ceraline's worries about tromping through the streets of the Great Foundry were unwarranted. The Foundry was located in the heart of the Lower Ward, on the opposite side of the city from where they lived in the Clerk's Ward. It was roughly ten miles between the two points and there was no way any of them were walking that kind of distance. They would take one of the city's pony cabs.
They had spent a day buying things needed for their journey, including restocking of their own storeroom and pantry along with rolls of canvas to protect the floors when the time came. Garadun also picked up gear suitable for mountaineering as well as adventuring equipment. He always liked to be prepared and that included a standard kit of things he kept in his adventurer's coat pockets (which now included some string and a toy for Shilling). Jaalira thanked them again and again, and gave them plenty of gold to cover the cost of th
Cats and Rivers: Chapter OneCats and Rivers: Chapter One1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
The cobblestone streets of the Impossible City were soaking wet, and small puddles here and there exploded in sudden, violent splashes when the tiefling's booted feet fell upon them as he charged through the Hive Ward. Unlike a great deal of the beings in the ward, which was the foulest and most dangerous in all of Sigil, the tiefling was not fleeing from anything. He was in fact in hot pursuit. Most citizens in the Cage would say you'd have to be barmy to willingly run into the Hive, but the job was the job.
And Garadun did the job. It was what he was paid to do.
The City of Doors doesn't have a lot in the way of what normal folks would consider wildlife. Everything it has comes from somewhere else, at least originally. What it's mostly got is vermin. Rats are everywhere, including the more dangerous cranium rats, rot grubs and cockroaches lurk in the heaps of garbage, mice roa
Odd Jobs: Chapter TwoOdd Jobs: Chapter Two3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There were shops and vendors located all across the Big Doughnut, but without question the largest concentration were in the Market Ward. The wealthy elite and their gold might be centred in The Lady's Ward, but where that gold was spent and exchanged hands, where trade and business, the pulsing heart of the city that made it work, was located, was primarily in the Market Ward. Anything and everything could be bought and sold in the planar metropolis. Anything. There was a saying: if you couldn't buy it in Sigil, then it didn't exist. Weapons, clothes, jewels, magic items, sex, knowledge, spells, slaves, even the souls of the dead it could all be purchased.
For the right price.
Ceraline and Garadun weren't in the market for anything as exotic as purple worm teeth or feathers from an erinyes wing or even fairy dust. Although there was always time for browsing once the essentials were ta
Odd Jobs: Chapter ThirteenOdd Jobs: Chapter Thirteen3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Their encounter with the demonic alligator had left the companions with a renewed sense of urgency to leave the Blood Marsh as quickly as they could. It seemed like just about everything in the swamp was trying to kill them.
But they still had at least four more frogs to collect.
They stayed alert and on guard, using their ears as much as their eyes. Sloshing through the muck and mire, they used the light of Maygel as their beacon, going in as straight a line as the terrain allowed.
"Hold up," said Garadun, lifting his hand. "You hear that?"
breeky-breeky-broo! breeky-breeky-broo! breeky-breeky-broo!
"Torch frogs," said Ceraline.
"That way," said Laurewen, pointing with her spear.
Cats and Rivers: Chapter SixCats and Rivers: Chapter Six1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
In keeping with its name, the Clerk's Ward had the greatest number of bureaucrats, scribes, sages, barristers, bookbinders, booksellers, cartographers, printers, engravers and calligraphists to be found in all of Sigil. There were also plenty of inns, taverns, magic shops and other businesses to be had, not to mention residential housing and government buildings such as the Hall of Records.
As he made his way along Thistlewind Way with Ceraline at his side, Garadun's goal involved the written word. He was heading for a bookshop he'd discovered over two months ago and had since become a regular customer. He was a bibliophile at heart; he loved books and loved to read. Ever since he'd left Earth and come to the Impossible City he'd been reading anything he could get his hands on to teach him as much as possible about the planes of existence, from the Inner Planes to the Outer Planes and everything in-between – not to mention above,
Odd Jobs: Chapter EightOdd Jobs: Chapter Eight3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The world of Great Ocean may have been extremely odd with its pink ocean and saffron yellow sky, but it had been a genuine, breathing Prime Material world with plenty of clean air and real sunshine, scenic beaches and warm surf, and lovely coconut-filled palm trees and beautiful flowers. They had grown accustomed to it during their inadvertent stay. If freedom of travel to and from there had been an option, they would have thought of it as extremely enjoyable.
So the wet, dank, smoggy streets of the City of Doors came as something of a sensory shock when they emerged from the portal on its opposite end. It was late evening by the Cage's failing light, and they stood beneath a stone archway in a very narrow alley. Looking down, Garadun gave a sigh when he realised he'd trodden on a dead cranium rat. Ceraline had arrived beside him in a puddle of dirty water.
"Yea, we're home," he rema
Odd Jobs: Chapter ThreeOdd Jobs: Chapter Three3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ceraline had had her fill of walking, and besides, the establishment she had in mind was a long, long way from the gnome's shop. His welcoming tower was located deep in the Market Ward, an hour's walk or so from the Grand Bazaar in the direction of The Lady's Ward. They had to go at least a quarter of the way around the ring into the heart of the Clerk's Ward. The city was over six miles in diameter with a circumference of approximately twenty miles. Only leatherheads walked that kind of distance.
If you don't own a mount (not many do, there being so few places to stable them) and if you can't fly, then there are three basic modes of transportation. The first is the most traditional in the Cage: sedan chairs. These are especially popular among the high-ups and wealthy elite; nothing says how important you are by having four burly sods carry you around the streets. The second is the pony cabs, with two or four-wheel carr
Odd Jobs: Chapter NineteenOdd Jobs: Chapter Nineteen3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Block and Branch was a welcome sight by the time the party arrived. The day's light was fading to an ever-deepening gloom and everyone was bone tired. Having carried Ceraline all the way from the ruins, Garadun's muscles were aching. He'd made a couple of brief stops to put her down so he could work out kinks and then get a better grip while carrying her, but had otherwise kept up a continuous march. The pixie in Laurewen's arms only weighed a couple stone, so she had a far easier time carrying her back to central Faunel.
When the inn was finally in sight, Ceraline slipped off his back and walked the rest of the way. She had that much pride left, anyway. When Mr Longbanks was told they had a very ill pixie that needed tending, he immediately ushered them to one of the Little Folk rooms where they put her to bed. Hot water, soap and towels were brought in as quickly as possible, and the girls gave the faerie a gen
Odd Jobs: Chapter Twenty-OneOdd Jobs: Chapter Twenty-One2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The ideas Garadun and Abigail had about the Daern's Instant Fortress proved to be true when they returned to the City of Doors. Upon arrival they made the trek back to the Sunken Treasure along the wet, grimy streets of the Cage. In fact they simply exchanged one wet for another, because when they left Faunel it had been raining and when they got to Sigil it was also raining. The difference of course was that the former had been clean and refreshing in a tropical climate, and the latter was dirty and chill.
Ceraline and Laurewen wanted to set up their case near the Sunken Treasure for a variety of reasons, and Garadun had no call to disagree. It took some searching around; the streets and avenues of the Clerk's Ward, especially those near the Civic Festhall, were crowded and generally in good shape, unlike the slums of the Lower Ward. But they managed to find an open lot two streets away from Hull Road, between a b
Cats and Rivers: Chapter EightCats and Rivers: Chapter Eight1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
There was no rush the following morning to be off at the crack of dawn. Garadun knew his friends more than well enough to know they weren't exactly early risers, especially Ceraline. He was the first up though, and he woke Thorik before heading downstairs to prepare breakfast. Even Shilling kept snoozing until the smell of bacon became too much and she came padding into the kitchen and climbed up on a stool by the central counter, miaowing softly and sniffing. She got first helpings.
But since they were supposed to be beginning their march through the mountains, when breakfast was about halfway ready Garadun popped upstairs to knock on the girls' door and tell them to start getting up. With a guest in the house, a stranger as well, they made an effort to avoid their usual lazing around and procrastinating and got washed, dressed and downstairs to eat in record time.
Now fed and fully awake, Ceraline and Laurewen put on their co
Mail Order: Chapter 1Mail Order: Chapter 17 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The landscape was grey. Bleakly and dismally grey in all directions. The sky was grey and overcast, the dirt was an unpleasant brownish grey, the rocks were different shades of grey, the leaves and creepers on the trees were greenish grey, and of course the trees themselves were grey. Even the insects were grey. It was one of the most miserable places Garadun had ever seen. All right, the Blood Marsh around the gate town of Torch was far more dangerous, but here it was utterly depressing. The kind of depression that oozes right down into your soul – and sits there and festers.
But the job was the job, even if it sometimes sucked.
Shilling miaowed from where she sat comfortably in his coat pocket, and Garadun instantly felt somewhat better. All cats, especially delightful kittens, always improved his mood. And she wasn’t just any kitten. She was celestial and her inherent nature was a counterbalance to the pall
Odd Jobs: Chapter Twenty-ThreeOdd Jobs: Chapter Twenty-Three2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Depressed and angry, Garadun spent the remainder of the day in a real bad mood. He kept to the edge of the woods and followed the river along its course. Several times boats and rafts drifted past, with those aboard occasionally calling out and waving. He ignored them and kept on with his march. There were individual homesteads and cabins here and there along the way as well. He trudged past them and the petitioners who lived there without a word. They let him be.
It wasn't hard walking. The land was easy on the feet and following the river meant there was no chance of getting lost. He took short breaks now and then, usually to enjoy a bit of scenery while he gave his legs and feet a rest. He'd packed some food in one of his pockets and ate while he walked.
As the light of day failed, he turned into the woods and began looking for a place to make camp. It wasn't difficult. He selecte
Odd Jobs: Chapter EighteenOdd Jobs: Chapter Eighteen3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a small storeroom adjacent to the dining hall, but apart from some old crates and a lot of dusty shelves there was nothing worth mentioning. Opening the door across from the storeroom, the companions found a third lecture room, identical in layout to the first they'd encountered. It was in good shape all things considered, although the large blackboard across from the tiered seating had fallen from the wall and lay on the floor in a few hefty pieces.
"I don't see anything," said Ceraline, glancing around the room.
"Shhh," said Laurewen, holding up her hand. "You hear that?"
Her ears were the keenest of the group and wiggled slightly while she listened. But her friends didn't need her acute hearing to register the sound of something breaking in the adjoining office. They leaned close to the shut door and heard a thump, followed buy a high-pit
Planescape Torment-1--------------------Planescape Torment-14 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Torment is merely a path,
one of many leading the way
to the core of this problem.
Pain and suffering, is the fuel
that creates this world, when
others reach the heavens whe Ask Why..
when hell burns our skin.
We are the ones that ask to reach
ultimate freedom, we cross the firery
river to see what is on the other side
when others just stay in their hopeless lifes.
My path bleeds from corruption of my heart
strong chains pull me down to the ground
when my strong wings make me fly high
Experiencing everything that goes through me
creating endless ways of solving a problem
taking knowledge to hear my call
I am everything, I am everyone..
I was every human being that could live
my life is written on my body
destroyed with scars
What can change a man?
Look into my life and you will see
and endless ocean of possibilities
and change your own way
carved by your experience
and knowledge of this pain
Cats and Rivers: Chapter TenCats and Rivers: Chapter Ten1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
Laurewen came downstairs into the kitchen the following morning to find, as was so often the case, breakfast laid out on the table. Shilling looked up from where she was drinking from her bowl, miaowed in greeting, and then resumed lapping up her milk. Garadun was at the stove flipping pancakes.
"There's some scrambled eggs and toast for you," he said, glancing over his shoulder. "As well as bacon. Cera's pancakes are almost ready."
"All this, and after the night we had." Laurewen sat down with a sigh. "You really don't have to go to all the trouble, you know."
Garadun shrugged and went to the pantry to fetch maple syrup. He put it on the table and poured Laurewen a tall glass of orange juice. What he'd prepared for her was her favourite breakfast; the coconut pancakes were Ceraline's.
"You okay, love?" she asked in concern.
Laurewen could see he did
Mail Order: Chapter 2Mail Order: Chapter 27 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chameleon House was located in Actual Alley, with a book repair shop on one side and the office of a sage on the other. The unique edifice looked like a narrow, three-storey building similar to a brownstone; with a side-gabled slate roof, light grey stone walls, narrow windows in weirwood frames and a densewood front door. In the middle of the door was a wrought iron chameleon head with a knocker below it.
Even in a city famous for an endless variety of architectural styles, Chameleon House was noteworthy. Not for its outward appearance but for what it was. It was in fact not a brownstone at all but a rare magical artefact known as a Daern’s instant fortress. When activated, it grew from a small adamantine cube into an impregnable structure some thirty feet tall. Additionally, it was unique among its kind because it was self-aware. Further, it could alter its exterior to match that of its surroundings. Here in Sigil
Mail Order: Chapter 3Mail Order: Chapter 37 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The cube sat on Garadun’s main table not far from several of his books, some of which were open. His personal library was enlarging all the time; it included texts on a wide variety of subjects. He firmly believed in the old adage that knowledge was power. More than that, knowledge meant survival. Ever since he’d first come to the City of Doors from Earth he’d been learning as much as he could to help him survive.
Shilling was also sitting on the table, occasionally poking at the little cube with her paw. It had been thoroughly washed and now gleamed in the light. After a very careful examination and consulting The Ultimate Book of Rocks, Minerals and Gems, Garadun had determined that the cube was made of carnelian, a semiprecious gemstone. It was also magical – his detect magic cantrip had confirmed it. Very strongly magical in fact.
Each side of the two-inch carnelian cube was engraved with a differe
Cats and Rivers: Chapter FourCats and Rivers: Chapter Four1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CATS AND RIVERS
Birds first thing in the morning. Noisy little buggers, they are. Poets wax on about the stupid things chirping and singing, but Garadun never liked them so damn early in the morning. It was never some soft, gentle song. No. It was as if every damn tweeter for a mile radius had cranked up their personal volume to max and let loose.
Even in Elysium they didn't cut him any slack. Bastards.
Wishing they'd all just sod off, Garadun sat up and rubbed his eyes and face. Shilling gave a huge yawn and looked blearily around from where she was curled up beside him. He stroked her a few times, then slid out from under his coat and walked over behind a tree to answer the call of nature. When he returned she hadn't moved, still only partially awake. He wandered down to the river and washed his face. The water was very cool and refreshing and woke him up completely.
Odd Jobs: Chapter SixOdd Jobs: Chapter Six3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There were countless strange, wondrous and terrible things to see throughout the Planes of Existence; from the ever-shifting and eternal chaos of Limbo to the glittering treetop elven homes of Arvandor to the bubbling, horrific ooze and fungal forests of Shedaklah, one of the vilest layers of the Abyss. Ceraline had been born on a Prime Material world and raised in the Outer Planes at different homes owned by her mother, including a walled family mansion in Sigil. Despite her youth she had seen and experienced much, including a great deal of what the Big Doughnut had to offer.
But this was a new one even for her. They had come through the portal, immediately looking for cover in case the ogre mage managed to follow them somehow. They were surrounded by stone ruins, so stuff to hide behind wasn't hard to find. The portal on this end was a tall archway in one of the ruined walls. When it seemed safe, that they weren't going