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I played a game where we fought a lieutenant of the BBEG. He was a wizard, so we tossed Silence on him and nailed him with a bunch of other stuff.
The DM mentioned he was trying to say stuff as he died, but who cancels Silence on a wizard you just killed?
"Any last words, scum?"
"Yeah, 'meteor swarm'"
At the end of the campaign I have written the BBEG (just a guy tbh) is meant to fall off a cliff into a vat of “godly essence” and magical artifacts. The next campaign opens on him crawling out of the pit as a a lich powered by these artifacts looking for vengeance.
Like some ungodly cross between The Lich from Adventure Time and The Master from Fallout.
This idea has some serious legs if you commit to it
I’m so excited for it! The entire campaign one is about the party finding the artifacts in order to stabilize (or destroy) a forged god (made by the BBEG) using the captured essences of the previous pantheon. It’s going to be such a twist when this dude comes back from the dead now imbued with the remnants of this unstable godly concoction to fight the [children, descendants, unrelated new characters] in the next campaign.
how are you gonna get the vat of godly essence out of the party's inventory after they tear down every inch of the dungeon and design a crane system to recover it
Each of the artifacts fits into a puzzle for a machine that turns normal people into “gods”. My end game is have them use those items to reverse the process on the created god in the first place making them human again. This drains the essence into the machine and i’m hoping enough damage is taken on the machine thatbit explodes during final combat or is pushed off the cliff or something. I’m happy to yadda yadda to get to the cut scene lol!
The final words of
Mistborn spoilers
The Lord Ruler
come to mind: “By killing me, you have doomed yourselves...”
I like the mental games
Sonething like "My son... forgive me...", or "Its buried in the...." would drive my party crazy figuring out what they meant
Bad guy chuckling in between choking on blood manages to grunt "Well, at least it's not my problem anymore".
if it’s the last thing I do (hopefully) these will be my dying words.
The villain who has plagued your party with terrifying nightmares for months and is now lying on the ground, mere moments from his inevitable demise, sits up and in a faint voice sings:
Remember me
Though I have to say goodbye
Remember me
With a last broad, wicked grin, he slumps onto the ground, no sign of life left in his body but the grin remains in place.
Remember us..... Remember that we once lived
