CYBER-PULP FANTASY CORE-Non-Aligned Entities

CYBER-PULP FANTASY CORE

© Jerry Harris 2013

Published here as Open Game Content.

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Jester
A Vampire serial killer who dresses like an evil clown.  What a great combination.  Jester is an Old School Vampire created via the Old Ways.  He’s had some sort incident in his past, which caused him to forget his previous identity and all of his magical abilities.  Now, he just travels around and kills.  Jester is quite clever and enjoys toying with law enforcement.  Even the modern Vampire clans haven’t been able to successfully hunt him down.  

HD 8 (d12), Hp 60, AC 17* (none, natural, only vulnerable to magic, silver, phosphorous tracer rds, lasers, plasma, energy, daylight) 

Fort +6, Ref +4, Will +6

Melee: Claw +8 to hit, Slam 1d6+4 + DC 12 Will Sv or drain 1d4 negative hp

Embrace: Grapple +8 to hit, DC 12 Str check or Escape Artist to break, next rd drain 5 hp, next rd ½ remaining hp (at least 5 hp), next rd all remaining.

Ranged: Stun Gaze DC 12 Will Sv or stunned 1 rd, automatic grapple next rd

Can fly

Can take the form of a bat, wolf, or any other person in 1 rd (still has the same vampire stats).  This is why no one’s been able to catch him.  He’s usually asleep during the day in animal form.  Must take clown form to feed and attack.

Weaknesses

Holy Symbols, running water, and garlic will keep him at bay.

Must be invited to enter private homes.

Direct sunlight will kill him in 2 rds.

Neal the Neo-Druid

Radical environmentalist leader and chief lawyer for the cause.  He professionally protects the more violent members of the Greeniacs.  Neal claims to be a Druid, but has no magic powers.  (The true Druids are long gone.)  What he really is is a Werewolf, an Old School one created by an Old Ways ceremony.  His change does necessitate killing and eating a human once a month under a full moon.  (He can’t change at will, but still has the same stats in human form, sans claws and fangs.) 

Obviously, he keeps his “hobby” a secret.  Neal is highly respected and a darling of the media and in certain powerful social circles (especially Elves who like his green message).  It is these associations which have kept the modern Werewolf packs from killing him.  He’s not one of them, and he’s hunting on their turf.  Neal is also surrounded by beautiful groupies.  He’s currently contemplating attempting to enact the ceremony on some of them and creating his own pack.     

HD 4 (d8), Hp 32, AC 14* (None, natural, only vulnerable to magic, silver, lasers, plasma, energy)

Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +8

Melee: 3 att/rd +4 to hit, 2 x Claws 2d4 each and Bite 1d6

Ranged: None

Tracking (scent): +6, Invisibility and technological Stealth aids are also useless against him at Short range, unless his sense of smell is somehow interfered with.

Wendell the Giant

Giants are manifested avatars of Elemental earth forces.  Over the millennia, most Giants have become dormant as they finished forming and shaping the world into place.  In the Ancient World, they might be roused and create earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanoes, and ice floes.  After the act, they would pillage the countryside, devouring everything to sate their bottomless hunger, before returning to sleep.  In the modern world with its modern weapons, most Giants decided to confine themselves to acts of natural force, and going hungry (they’re immortal after all anyway).

Wendell the Giant was never the sharpest tool in the shed.  Lousy at natural disasters and pillaging in his North American territory, Wendell eventually got himself captured by a Chief and his powerful Shaman.  He was forced to serve the tribe in various menial tasks and in defense.  His labor was worth his tremendous food consumption.  Outliving his captors, Wendell was passed from generation to generation.  Eventually the tribe would be routed by westward expansion of more technologically advanced forces.  Wendell would flee the battle, but his relatively easy life with Humanity had been imprinted upon him too deeply.

Wendell would find himself cautiously offering his services to any who did not flee from his presence.  Of course, the Giant’s upkeep was often too much to bear for his employers, resulting in him being turned out.  Still he has managed to get by over all these years, going from one master to another.  Somebody will always want a Giant’s services (or at least think they do).  Wendell’s current employment is left up to you.   

HD 12 (d8), Hp 102, AC 17 (Natural, none)

Fort +12, Ref +3, Will +4

Melee: Greatclub (telephone poles and such) +16 to hit, 2d8+10, Reach 10’,

or Slam +15 to hit, 1d4+7

Ranged: Rock or heavy object +8 to hit, 2d6+7, L