Monday, July 26, 2010
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"Nobowdy undewstand the dawkness in ouw widdle hearts!"
Frownies
Shortly after the birth of the race, the few yet established brownie communes, having been pressed into virtual slavery by their halfling biggers and betters, sought a way to advance their power, and, by extension, make the races of men and elves twembl..err....tremble before the Brownies. This provoked a period of rapid expansion of the brownie realms (by conquest of the stwingers habitat) as well as numerous innovations, many of which the brownies make use of today but have lost the means to manufacture (Stwinger grenades, moustache wax, rice cookers and the like)
During this tumultuous period, one of the communes, The House of Bwyan, came upon a magically imbued horn in the caverns in which they settled. Examining and ultimately playing the horn gave rise to a fallen god of tremendous (by brownie standards) power.
The Bwyanite Brownies, faced with the prospect of indefinite servitude, entered into a dark pact with the fallen god (whose name has been lost to history) whereby, in exchange for their help in bringing about his re ascension, the brownies would be granted the power to assert themselves on an uncaring and indifferent world, to tower over the great races of the old world and force them into submission.
Immediately after discovering this source of ancient and terrible power, however, the brownies were set upon by a party of free-lance adventurers in search of rare and powerful artifacts. During the ensuing struggle, The Brownies new found patron was once again bound to the horn, and only one of the Bwyanites was to survive to propagate his message of brownie supremacy to his kin.
Many thousands of years later, the cult of the pwotector has made significant inroads in brownie society, converting followers from nearly all of the races known subgeni and establishing itself as an overt political and military power in Brownie affairs. Although they were never granted any of the gifts promised to them by the pwotector, the change in world view experienced by converts has appeared to have augmented the physical and mental capabilities of the most devout among them. These brownies strike out from their cavernous homes, in search of slaves, converts and their lost deity. Due to their disparate physical appearance, the races of the old world have come to know the faithful as Frownies, a name which strikes terror into the hearts of the cults secular counterparts.
Frownies are most easily distinguished from Brownies by the shape and style of their facial hair. While the moustaches of most brownies curl up at the end, those of the Frownies taper down, making them look slightly more severe in their temper. However, this difference can be difficult to discern for some adventurers, and so the most reliable identifier is in the creatures temperament. While Frownies have proven to be just as naive as their counterparts, they have demonstrated violent impulses, attacking en masse that which they are unfamiliar with. Though this usually does not end well for the frownies, this aggression can proved extremely dangerous to a party weary of adventure or slowed by a wounded companion.
Armor Class: 7
Hit Dice: 1d4 hp
Attacks: Weapon, usually a sharpened stick (1d2)
Saving Throw: 19
Special: +1 to hit for every frownie in base contact.
Move: 10
XP: 30
Shortly after the birth of the race, the few yet established brownie communes, having been pressed into virtual slavery by their halfling biggers and betters, sought a way to advance their power, and, by extension, make the races of men and elves twembl..err....tremble before the Brownies. This provoked a period of rapid expansion of the brownie realms (by conquest of the stwingers habitat) as well as numerous innovations, many of which the brownies make use of today but have lost the means to manufacture (Stwinger grenades, moustache wax, rice cookers and the like)
During this tumultuous period, one of the communes, The House of Bwyan, came upon a magically imbued horn in the caverns in which they settled. Examining and ultimately playing the horn gave rise to a fallen god of tremendous (by brownie standards) power.
The Bwyanite Brownies, faced with the prospect of indefinite servitude, entered into a dark pact with the fallen god (whose name has been lost to history) whereby, in exchange for their help in bringing about his re ascension, the brownies would be granted the power to assert themselves on an uncaring and indifferent world, to tower over the great races of the old world and force them into submission.
Immediately after discovering this source of ancient and terrible power, however, the brownies were set upon by a party of free-lance adventurers in search of rare and powerful artifacts. During the ensuing struggle, The Brownies new found patron was once again bound to the horn, and only one of the Bwyanites was to survive to propagate his message of brownie supremacy to his kin.
Many thousands of years later, the cult of the pwotector has made significant inroads in brownie society, converting followers from nearly all of the races known subgeni and establishing itself as an overt political and military power in Brownie affairs. Although they were never granted any of the gifts promised to them by the pwotector, the change in world view experienced by converts has appeared to have augmented the physical and mental capabilities of the most devout among them. These brownies strike out from their cavernous homes, in search of slaves, converts and their lost deity. Due to their disparate physical appearance, the races of the old world have come to know the faithful as Frownies, a name which strikes terror into the hearts of the cults secular counterparts.
Frownies are most easily distinguished from Brownies by the shape and style of their facial hair. While the moustaches of most brownies curl up at the end, those of the Frownies taper down, making them look slightly more severe in their temper. However, this difference can be difficult to discern for some adventurers, and so the most reliable identifier is in the creatures temperament. While Frownies have proven to be just as naive as their counterparts, they have demonstrated violent impulses, attacking en masse that which they are unfamiliar with. Though this usually does not end well for the frownies, this aggression can proved extremely dangerous to a party weary of adventure or slowed by a wounded companion.
Armor Class: 7
Hit Dice: 1d4 hp
Attacks: Weapon, usually a sharpened stick (1d2)
Saving Throw: 19
Special: +1 to hit for every frownie in base contact.
Move: 10
XP: 30
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