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SASACUIRO !
Il n'y a pas de machins de 10 m qui ont débarqué à l'atelier, juste une pose un peu random pendant un shooting. On s'est bidonner avec le chef photo quand on la vue, vous imaginer pas.
No 10-meter monsters showed up at the workshop—just a random pose during a photoshoot. The photographer and I cracked up when we saw it, you can’t even imagine.
photo : Studio Kitsune
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Nzumbi
Another day, another scene progression. If you want to help change the tides of this story, feel free to reply with how your defending the keep.
Make your character: You are a soldier protecting a keep.
You got 3 stats: Offense, Defense, and Mysticism
You got 6 points to distribute amongst them; for each point you can roll a D6 for a check in that stat.
I trust you to keep track. you don't need to post the character for record.
Throughout the keep, soldiers writhe as the mage’s curse twists their bodies into the same horrors clawing at the walls outside. The First Floor Captain reacts immediately: half his men are ordered to retreat and reinforce the upper levels, while the rest stay behind to hold the line and grant mercy to those already succumbing. A brief, heavy silence follows—then the sharp rhythm of boots as the soldiers obey. Bitter duty settles over the remaining defenders.
What once felt impenetrable now groans under the assault. Metal shears, wood splinters, and the inner gate buckles as the larger horrors reach it. The Captain finishes the last mercy stroke and raises his voice: “Harness this pain—aim it at anything that steps through that gate!” His words barely fade before a final impact tears the gate from its stone frame and sends it crashing to the floor.
A rush of creatures floods the hall, only to be met by a flash of runes and a chain of detonations that tear through the vanguard. Smoke and rubble fill the corridor. From within that haze, a massive minotaur‑like horror forces its way through. It charges the stairwell but is met with steel and spellfire. The Captain himself lands the killing blow, the immense brute collapsing at his feet—only for a second clawed shape to lunge from the lingering dust.
Players from First Floor, may join the upper floors or remain for the final stance on the first floor.
The surviving First Floor soldiers have now joined the upper levels. More cursed men were granted mercy, and the retreating troops fill the gaps left behind.On the third floor, the casters complete their countermeasure: swarms of conjured spiders spill from the balistraria, ambushing the stalking horrors outside and bringing them down with venomous bites. With the windows secured, the third floor resumes suppressive fire while the second floor divides its forces between the stairwell and the remaining window assaults.
Players on the second floor make a Defense check (DC 7). On a failure, take an injury.
The siege is progressing. Where are you, and how are you defending? Make a check that fits your actions—do not buckle beneath this mage’s assault.
Damien Coltice
Early Minimal Roleplayer
La collecte annuelle pour 2026 commence sous de bons auspices avec dores et déjà 100 soutiens Tipeee ! Un grand merci à chacun et chacune d'entre vous, qui permettez que je continue la Rôliskatonic.
C'est très compliqué de pouvoir faire ce travail de partage autour du jeu de rôle, donc si vous appréciez la chaîne et que vous en avez les moyens, n'hésitez pas à rejoindre les soutiens (et le discord qui va avec) !
MERCI !
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