Oct 4, 2025
New DnD pins up on Etsy! B) Which one's your favourite?
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New DnD pins up on Etsy! B) Which one's your favourite?
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you know, im very late to this trend. But at first when it was popular i didnt get it. But now i have a character so sad and pathetic i get it. This is Zabaniah, my emotional support hobgoblin cleric. He worships a dead god of a crumbling religion, his friends keep constantly dying and they have to face a world ending threat while being horribly repressed.
Of course, no party would be complete without a Bad Guy™ race playing a Not So Bad Guy part. @profoundgoateecollectionworld's Raev!
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The woods making up the North of Senn Akoustus + most of the Luffordry marked /Aeselia/ at the edge of the Bloor river basin + taking up the lower slope up to the Hills are home to several groups
-It would have first been peopled by stray (exiled, escaped?) W. Ernie groups and EARLY groups at that. Very few. -It is unclear the timeline of Hobgob, Guvlin, and Bugbear arrival. Such a point of contention historically that the area would host a lot of fighting at times -BUT then Hobgob groups would move NW around the river and many 2nd Bo (Speech Game) groups would scatter -Those that stayed behind called themselves Pangtgobn or Gobn-pangt or ????
There was a lot of franticness and in-fighting in the area and especially when Ernies start coming down out of the Hills, these wogon get pretty hostile
As Ewts moved up the Bloor and Hobgobs pulled Westward, it was easy for Ernies and Ewts to meet and form a wedge. Before long these woods in particular are subjects-ish of local Ernie/Ewt (Fore-Pelishon) powers on the forefront of Bigly violence.
Perhaps the woods were once much wider.
As an important land route, Le Pelishum tried its best to keep the area under its thumb. The rest of history should match up with pre-established lore. Somewhere in there is the Great Pour. When given luffordhood, was it to Archie ethlings from the coast? Kind of want to leave the details empty for now
In any case, the Gom _____ (?) are as long-standing as the Paupuroati and they aren't happy!
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Note Transfer- Shossle
Saxwik, the One who is Glad in Fire, is a Hoax said to possess Gobs when they live up to his name. Truly it could be translated “pyromaniac” as the word is applied to “Saxwik-possessed” Jeimon. Saxwik is seen as the reflection of fire in someone’s eyes, and despite its origins is counted by many among Shossles rather than Hoaxes.Â
Saxwik’s Xokonx is in any burning structure or Wood, and it is a door into the World of Fire, wherein Saxwik has his home. Many Souls are lost to Saxwik when he strikes, and these souls become Soulish Fire, sworn to him.Â
As far as fiends go, Saxwik is very ambitious and power-thirsty. If he is ever made aware of the possibility of godhood, he will chase it more than anything else.
Saxwik - Firefiend, Ashbeer. A warlock of Saxwik could probs treat him as a Fiend or a Genie.Â
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Saxwik spake with soot. “You see now why I am here.” Bern could not give answer, could not croak forth rage. “Everything you’ve said loud on the chappings place,” said the Shossle, “every oath you swore before others! What did it mean if here you did not take on the deed?” Bern stood at the foot of the Sun, and nothing yet burned. The Fourflat stood high above them, hiding them from that False King Soul. The greatness of this god, their power, it was all Untrue. Bern could show all who see light or feel heat or smell smoke. He could do it now. “You could do it now.” Ashtongue reached for his hand. It burned him, but he could not scream. “Did you believe that I would steal your body? Did you believe that I would burn as I would and leave you without blame? I must be needed. I must be believed in.” Bern eyed the torchlight of the nearby road, lit now to honor Sun in their slumber... “Go on, my child of fire,” said Smokebreath. “Let us reach out as one.”
Looming at HOBGOB 2013 Black Sheep Cafe
