TTRPG creations: 259/365: Ickle Om

Ickle Om

 Bacteria breaches through rotting star skin. Diamond deity knuckles slowly seep energy out towards the germs. Millions of year old microbes move along the old vein pathways. Rapid expansion and evolution in the blink of an eye as the power of a cold sun burns away.

The limb slowly begins to awaken. The old spark of the god within present but fading while the new organism takes hold. Matter begins to be converted into new life. The fingers twitch and flex, old skin creaking and snapping.

The fist beings to curl into a ball moving mineral and rock as it does so.

Dungeon23 - 149/365. Room 149: Birth Chamber

 

Room 149: Birth Chamber

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Pitch black like captured kraken ink. Something glows within the deep hole). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Static and spring rain). Sounds (The clap of lightning. The constant burrowing of small animals. Creaking flexing and splintering). Touch (Warped and rigid. Constantly flowing in places). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

Down deep into the soil something stirs. The once glowing minerals and gems stripped and silent. The ground flakes and is lifeless. Further down a small glow starts it begins to grow and grow. An opening within the wall reveals a titanic shape. A towering forearm and hand patchwork together by long bacteria threads.

Dungeon23 - 148/365. Room 148: Lower Into The Dirt

 

Room 148: Lower Into The Dirt

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Pitch black like captured kraken ink). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Static and spring rain). Sounds (The clap of lightning. The constant burrowing of small animals). Touch (Warped and ridgid. Constantly flowing in places). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A massive blast has pushed down deep into the soil. Lantern light fails to pierce the blackened gloom of the tunnel. The gems and minerals all seemed to have been sucked dry of energy and colour.

TTRPG creations: 258/365: Ickl's Hand

Ickl's Hand

 The long diamond brittle bones dig deep beneath the ground. All that remains of the devious outer god Ickl. Stretching miles into Vitlanda's soil the titan's forearm left to rot and decay. With time having been covered by Vitlanda again. Consumed and forgotten deep beneath the dirt.

When the rock from space came crashing down burying itself into the lands womb. The long blasting journey finally reaching a screeching halt when colliding with the diamond knuckle bones of Ickl. Just enough essence left over to restart both beings.

Dungeon23 - 147/365. Room 147: Blast Site

 

Room 147: Blast Site

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Thousands of candles litter the area). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Grilled sweet mushroom). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Laboured movement within the depths). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The floor seems to be slowly moving throughout the cavern. A massive crater sits within the centre of this cavern with old marking heading north). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A massive crater sits within the centre of the cavern. Something large plummeted from the heavens and hurtled down towards Vitlanda smashing through the ground. A ozone and burnt sweet mushroom scent lingers.

TTRPG creations: 257/365: Eternal Mold

Eternal Mold

 Darker than the outer gods blood. Deeper then the bones of Vitlanda. Older than time and space and far more potent and resilient. Some muck scraped off the side of a space rock hurtling through the blackened void. Whizzing past planets, moons, suns and stars. 

Punching into the atmosphere and piercing the sky. Rushing down towards the earth like the fist of a vengeful god. Crimson blue flames roared into life as it attacked the ground burying itself deeper and deeper within. Down and down it went most of it dying off on impact. 

A sliver survived, all it needed to regenerate. Down in the darkness it found the materials to do just that.

TTRPG creations: 256/365: Gem Bed

Gem Bed

Decades of continuous crystal growth covers the caverns. Minerals spread in manic patterns like looping ley lines. A thick creeping carpet that slowly surrounds and smothers all within the way. A caustic cavern cancer that corrodes and collapses.

Every colour on the spectrum crawls forward. A slow eternal march that mulches every molecule.  

Dungeon23 - 146/365. Room 146: Crawling Cavern

 

Room 146: Crawling Cavern

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Thousands of candles litter the area). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. The smell of offal and oil mix together). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. A slow creaking cracking runs through the cavern). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The floor seems to be slowly moving throughout the cavern). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A large chunk of a mineral cavern. Every so often out of the corner of ones eye the ground seems to be slowly moving and stretching. When one falls asleep within the room they awake to the surroundings having shifted slightly.

TTRPG creations: 255/365: Monac Litte Veiv

Monac Litte Veiv

The last sculptor of the living titan. He who placed the final stone upon the brow of god. Leader of the twentieth clan of Litte Gamm, high sculptor of the under empire and high gem wizard. Monac the Litte Veiv. 

Countless rings adorn his hands each carved to resemble a different element or subject. His robe flows downwards decked in gems and jewels. His birth was the highest and lowest point of the Litte Gamm race. His selfishness is beyond any depth, his insanity has no limits.

Having a flagstone carved and placed under each of his footsteps. Having lesser clans compete in sculpture competitions with the losers used for raw materials. Monac the maniac last of the high sculptures

Dungeon23 - 145/365. Room 145: Curious Walkway

 

Room 145: Curious Walkway

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Thousands of candles litter the area). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder.) Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. A hint of insanity runs through the area. Flagstones placed at different intervals snaking through the tunnels). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

Carved stone blocks have been placed sporadically throughout the cavern. Each step a polished piece of art.

Dungeon23 - 144/365. Room 144: Creation Site

 

Room 144: Creation site

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Thousands of candles litter the area). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Old bones and blood combines with the smell of burnt ozone). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. The sound of screaming can just be caught). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The cavern feels unholy and touched by taint). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A deep pit filled with a foot of blood stained bones. Thousands of candles continue to blaze eternally within this area. Within the centre is a clearing in which an empty dais stands.

TTRPG creations: 254/365: Created Chaos

Created Chaos

Carved out of the lands crucible. Slowly chiseled and chipped away until the basic form takes place. Fast hands make slow work peeling off layer upon layer of stone, slate and sand. The small people work night and day tirelessly creating a champion. Exhausted spent bodies litter the ground around the sculpture the dead pile high. 

Entire clans wiped out to the models creation. Bones litter around the feet of the under god. Every surface is covered in multifaceted jewels. Hands are cut and bloodied as they socket each gem into the body. A thousand years has passed since the start of this project. Seventeen clans of the Litte Gamm have ground themselves into extinction during the creation with the eighteenth acting as the conduit sacrifice.

An entire clans blood washes over the perfect body, the collected coagulated crimson syrup draws within. The statue slowly starts to snap to life.

TTRPG creations: 253/365: Glimmer Head

Glimmer Head

 Eight gleaming eyes fire rainbow beams throughout the cracked cavern. A throat tearing screech accompanies the prism bombardment. Shining ebony carapace strobe flickers within the laser light. The skulking horror skitters forward its jewel eyes melting through rock and stone. 

The brutal light show stops as smoke rises up from the arachnid head. Rapidly descending on almost humanoid hands it looms over the party of adventurers. The eight eyes begin to glow, faster and brighter. Mandibles click together as the beams smash out of its head.

Dungeon23 - 143/365. Room 143: Webbed Cavern

 

Room 143: Webbed Cavern

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Wicked white webs cut off any outside light source. This cavern is pitch black). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Old bones and blood combines with the smell of burnt ozone). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Something clicks and slides within the bundle of webs). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. Every corner and surface is covered with webs). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

Mother of pearl webs smother every corner of this cavern. A lingering burnt ozone stench fills the small cavern. Occasionally the sound of chattering or skipping and sliding can be heard along the webs. Deep gouges of melted rock criss cross the walls.

TTRPG creations: 252/365: Crystal Wizard

Crystal Wizard

Diamond, ruby, sapphire, emerald, amethyst and topaz colours spin in a wide circle blur around the old mans head. His quartz staff topped with a magnificent opal. A wide white and black pearl grin peeks out from below a bushy beryl beaded beard. Nails capped with copper and silver hooked into claws clasp the mineral staff.

As he stands to stiffened joints his long cape pools out behind him. A shining shimmering cape that waterfalls off the back of the still powerful figure. Boiling white rainbow arcs bounce across ring decked fingers before tumbling towards the ground. 

Skipping and and jumping the bolts strike out lancing into the air and towards the enemy.

Dungeon23 - 142/365. Room 142: Cave Study

 

Room 142: Cave Study

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (Diamond torches blaze merrily in this small alcove study, gems shine upon the walls in the torchlight). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Old parchment and cleaning oils sit heavily within the air). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. The crackling from a small fireplace built into the water). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The small study is clean and well kept). Furniture (A door with a peculiar lock stands at the entrance to this small study. Three different coloured holes are placed below the door handle. Within rests simple table, writing desk, bed and fireplace. Different stone working instruments lay upon the table) Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A simple wooden door stands within the way, three different coloured holes are placed below the door handle. Within the small cave is a simple study containing a table, writing desk, bed and fireplace. Different stone working instruments lay upon the table

TTRPG creations: 251/365: Prized Fists

Prized Fists

Hunched shoulders hurl horrifyingly huge haymakers. Shield sized fists come crashing down on clerics. Wizened wizards wither under woeful wallops. Sneak thiefs suffer under sundering strikes. Fighters are folded in two by prized gem studded fists.

Litte Gamm champions take part in a peculiar ritual. After every battle, skirmish, scrap or fight they find a way to honour the creator and themselves. The fallen enemies bodies are gathered and set aflame, the ash collected and crushed down into diamonds. The Litte Gamm will carefully insert each diamond into knuckle and finger. Over time creating the prized fists.

Dungeon23 - 141/365. Room 141: Diamond Creation Site

 

Room 141: Diamond Creation Site

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The Walls have been stripped of minerals and gems). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. The smell of old, dried blood and burnt flesh). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Flitting flaps can be heard throughout this part of the cavern. Ash being blown about within the small cavern). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. Dust falls heavily upon the tongue within this area). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A battle has taken place within this area. Snapped swords and dented armour is strewn around the cavern. Within the centre of the room is a ring of charcoal and ash a single set of foot prints has moved in and out. A hunk of cracked coal sits within the centre.

Dungeon23 - 140/365. Room 140: Crystal Golem Birthing Cavern

 

Room 140: Crystal Golem Birthing Cavern

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The Walls have been stripped of minerals and gems). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. The smell of ancient old parchment lingers in the air and ozone from light sparks). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Flitting flaps can be heard throughout this part of the cavern. Crystal slowly grinding and chipping away at each other). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. Spongy silk covers most of the walls and dust slowly settles onto everything within this room). Creatures (The air is thick with hand sized emerald, ruby and sapphire coloured butterflies. Bones are slowly being converted into crystal conduits within this room). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A cavern filled with crystal cadavers. The dust from mineral butterflies falls upon them and the crystals grow into new beings.

Dungeon23 - 139/365. Room 139: Cocoon Cacophony

 

Room 139: Cocoon Cacophony 

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The Walls have been stripped of minerals and gems). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. The smell of ancient old parchment lingers in the air). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Flitting flaps can be heard throughout this part of the cavern). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. Spongy silk covers most of the walls and dust slowly settles onto everything within this room). Creatures (The air is thick with hand sized emerald, ruby and sapphire coloured butterflies). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A giant hatchery for gem coloured butterflies. The air and ground is thick with a mineral dust that sticks to clothes, hair and skin.

TTRPG creations: 250/365: Crystal Conduit

Crystal Conduit

Living gem energy energised eternally. Clumps of minerals and gem cover the fresh corpses slowly crystalising. The soul is captured within the precious stones splits between each fragment. Linked together and bouncing eternally a crystal golem is born. Twitching as it rises from the ground, grouping together.

TTRPG creations: 249/365: Uniform Crystal Crawlers

Uniform Crystal Crawlers

Flapping wings slowly spread gem littered soil. Ruby and sapphire insect bodies flit around the rooms. Thousands of wings beat throughout the cavernous space becoming a sense conquering cacophony. The slow spread recreates entire caverns, the powder covering all and reforming and shaping. Stalagmites become stalactites and stalactites to stalagmites.

TTRPG creations: 248/365: Swing Club Saurus

Swing Club Saurus

 Low to the ground leaving a large trail tailing behind. Armour plated covered with bits of diamond dust drifting throughout the cavernous caves. It slowly trundles throughout the caves looking for fallen ferns or foliage to eat. All the while the tail sweeps and sweeps, back and forth. Like an underground precious snowball the club builds and builds. Picking up mineral dust, gem flakes and chips it builds into a massive ball.

Predator beware any that comes across a Swing Club Saurus with a build up mineral ball. Enough force to crush bone and pulverize flesh into paste.

Dungeon23 - 138/365. Room 138: Fern Gully

 

Room 138: Fern Gully

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The Walls have been stripped of minerals and gems). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. This room is filled with multiple different types of flora). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Slow, laboured trundling throughout the area). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The air and surrounding walls are moist with condensation). Creatures (A pack of Swing Club Saurus's slowly move throughout the ferns, peacefully eating.). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A momentary respite from the surrounding gem insanity. A larger cave room rich with floral life. Ferns dominate the majority of the room and in between them large four legged dinosaurs slowly move around. They warily eye intruders while feeding on the fallen foliage.

TTRPG creations: 247/365: Glimmer Gums

Glimmer Gums

 Spiderweb thin shadows chasing the eternal horrifying high. Large knuckled brutes slip through the darkness from black patch to black patch. Eyes blackened and hollowed out. Skin tight and cracked like year old sun dried parchment paper.

What remains of the lips pull back to reveal a kaleidoscopic grin. Chiseled precious mineral teeth shoved into bleeding gums. Fist sized rubies, emeralds, sapphires and diamonds are all pushed deep into the maw. Leaping out of the shadows to tear away precious stones before skidding off at full speed.

Dungeon23 - 137/365. Room 137: Glimmer Gums retreat

 

Room 137: Glimmer Gums retreat

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The Walls have been stripped of minerals and gems. Out of the darkness grins bright gem smiles). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. thick sweat fills the air). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Skittering and sprinting within the shadows overlapped by the clicking from teeth). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The air and surrounding walls are moist with condensation). Creatures (A pack of Glimmer Gums runs throughout the shadows). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

The minerals and gems have been scraped off the walls in this small caverns. The cavern is pitch black and eerily quiet apart from the soft fast scrape of skin on slate. From the darkness precious mineral smiles lurk.

TTRPG creations: 246/365: Spin Maw Eel

Spin Maw Eel

Pure black, long and fluid the body whips around like a flag caught within the wind. Sharpened hooked razor teeth slowly spin in a circle cycle throughout the flesh. A turbine of flesh peelers, of meat grinders that encircle limbs and lacerate. They pull back flesh and strip away muscle, leaving slick bone behind.

Anything falling within the water becomes an instant meal for the Spin Maw Eel

Dungeon23 - 136/365. Room 136: Crystal lake Depths

 

Room 136: Crystal lake Depths

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. The light cannot penetrate this depth) Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Stagnant water coming from a large deep underground lake). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Cold drips of water slowly splashing). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The air and surrounding walls are moist with condensation). Creatures (A titanic Spin Maw Eel slowly circles the lake constantly on the watch for the next meal). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

The depths of the lake, giant crystals jut out from the depths giving off odd shadow hues within the waste water. Something stirs within the blackened muck its long thin body whipping back and forth while slowly spinning.

Dungeon23 - 135/365. Room 135: Crystal Lake

 

Room 135: Crystal Lake

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions.) Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Stagnant water coming from a large deep underground lake). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Cold drips of water slowly splashing). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The air and surrounding walls are moist with condensation). Creatures (A school of cave lake lurkers are swimming around the the lake looking for potential prey). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A large room located within the bottom spiral of the cave. Clusters of crystals catch the torchlight from above. Giant ancient fish slowly swim around in immense schools.

TTRPG creations: 245/365: Cave Lake Lurker

Cave Lake Lurker

Slowly circling around underneath in fossil filled waters. Giant jaws clumsily creak open and closed in the cold. An ancient angry amalgamation of cracked stone like skin and massive jaws snaps down and around within the waters. Milky white mutant eyes peer up from the depths and the maw slowly opens awaiting potential prey.

Dungeon23 - 134/365. Room 134: Under Creek

 

Room 134: Under Creek

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions.) Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Semi stagnant water from under a patch of reeking rocks). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Cold drips of water slowly splashing). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The air is damp from the reeking water). Creatures (An Obsidian Billed Platypus is slowly circling in the waters underneath.) Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A medium sized cave room filled with slightly stinking water. Off looking algae and funky fungi grows sporadically along the waters edge. A long black figure glides throughout the waters its glossy ebony bill catches the torch light.

Dungeon23 - 133/365. Room 133: Melted Rounded Corridor

 

Room 133: Melted Rounded Corridor

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. Small sparks illuminate the path hear and there). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Melted minerals and sulfur hits the senses). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Popping from flint fires). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Creatures (A flint back armadillo is currently rolling around looking for food) Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A cave corridor full of small rounded rows melted into the ground. Spark fires sporadically pop and fizzle throughout the room. A rolling fireball is currently whizzing around the room, circling looking for prey.

TTRPG creations: 243/365: Obsidian Billed Platypus

Obsidian Billed Platypus

Sharpened face shovel shoves aside rock and cuts through the deep minerals. Onyx coloured and highly glossy it carves out the under waterways. A jet black silky coat covers the cave waterway dwelling beast. The creature solid, stocky and surprisingly peaceful until one encroaches upon its territory.

Valued by collectors, constructors and miners for both bill and coat. When pushed to fight back it quickly overpowers most would be poachers and buries the long sharp shovel of a bill into the body.

TTRPG creations: 244/365: Flint Back Armadillo

Flint Back Armadillo 

 Cavern corridors suddenly flash sporadically with light. Small sparks wink in and out of existence at break neck speed. A rolling ball illuminated amongst a series of fire strikes. Unrolling itself it screeches to a stop, long claws clear away the stone. 

Collecting sap or tar upon its long flint spines, the small sparks become a raging, rolling inferno. Melting away the ground and creating long columns. Sizzling slate and small fires are all that is left behind.

TTRPG creations: 242/365: Slate Yeti

Slate Yeti

An immense ghost amongst the cavernous grey. Large steps leap over cracks, Sasquatch feet slapping down upon the slate and shale. Long fingers find ledges and large eyes loom out of the darkness. Shaggy fur long and low covered in gem dust and mineral glitter. 

Large teeth sharpened over time, curved tusks capped with solid stone. Launching themselves upon the prey. Stomping and slamming the bodies, cracking spines in a primal rage that makes them see red and reek from adrenaline.

Dungeon23 - 132/365. Room 132: Howler's Reach

 

Room 132: Howler's Reach

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. The darkness seems to creep in ever so slightly within this cave). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Cold empty halls, dry fur and subdued adrenaline). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Ragged breathing slowly becoming faster). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A larger cave with numerous rocky outcrops. Occasionally muted padded feet pound out from cover to cover. Large yellow eyes flash light back from the darkness before winking out of existence.

Dungeon23 - 131/365. Room 131: Pit Descent

 

Room 131: Pit Descent 

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. The darkness seems to press in towards the south West). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Cold and empty halls and caves). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Small running feet and tools clinking). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

The stairs heading downwards towards the south west become slick. Darkness seems to overtake and smother the lights from the wall geodes. Little footsteps can be heard running here and there with the sound of tools tapping from all around.

TTRPG creations: 241/365: Mind Worm

Mind Worm

Slithering and clicking throughout grey matter, twisting and turning throughout the white. Slowly eating away at the mind creating a small home within the skull. It eats memories, devours feeling and thoughts and consumes a humanoids very being.

Leaving just enough for a puppet level of intelligence. Carving away from the inside it steers the host body towards potential prey.

TTRPG creations: 240/365: Akhar Shams The Ruby Fire Giant

Akhar Shams The Ruby Fire Giant

A twelve foot tall colossal crimson cretin. See through skin stained rich ruby red. The left hand dripping  malevolent molten metal while the right clutches a crescent sabre. The single blazing gold eye scans the surroundings looking for any who would dare intrude within its realm.

Around his neck lies a collection of cracked skulls, tokens from fallen warriors who challenged the vermilion butcher in single combat and failed.

Hearts blood of a fallen outer god.

Dungeon23 - 130/365. Room 130: Challenge Site

 

Room 130: Challenge site

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. Scorch marks burn eternally within the ground, flecks of molten metal magma blaze upon the ground). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Cracked steel and combat sweat). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. The sounds of combat eternally ring throughout this area). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The pulse picks up and the heart pumps within this small cavern). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east.

A site of brutal combat between two beings. Massive gouge marks marry with molten metal across the mineral walls. Permafrost peaks and acid clumps pockmark the ground. Nothing remains of the two warriors.

Dungeon23 - 129/365. Room 129: Addict Ground zero

 

Room 129: Addict Ground Zero

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. Flickering multicolored flames sizzle on the ground). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Charred ancient flesh). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. The flames snap and screech sounding like small bells being torn apart). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid, either running like melted wax or solid like steel. The hairs at the back of the neck twist and curl). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east

Turning the corner reveals an explosion site. Multicoloured flames sizzle and pop along the ground, skittering and skipping over the slate and melting minerals. A small, perfectly intact flasks sits smoking within the middle of the blast radius.

TTRPG creations: 239/365: Star Powder Snorter

Star Powder Snorter

Ground down minerals and gems turned into a fine paste or powder. Smeared along the gums or snorted into the nose. An instant quick energy burst of slight divine might. A watered down hint of the gods power burns throughout the veins, searing nerves and  boiling the brain within the skull.

The price of power eats away at the body and shaves away the soul. The mind withers away and shuts itself off, base instincts take over. With time the body is barely a hollow husk. They take larger amounts to further the power pushing the body to the limits until finally they break. 

A supernova within the crystal caves, lightning blue and shock neon green flames and plasma bolts melt the surrounding walls, the eye of the storm pulls in upon itself then roars out of existence.

Dungeon23 - 128/365. Room 128: Litte Gamm Trader

 

Room 128: Litte Gamm Trader

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. A small hut made from scrap refuse leans drunkenly against a geode outcrop). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Smoke and cooking meat come from within the hut). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Sizzling and popping from fat touching a hot metal surface). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid. Either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Creatures (A lone Litte Gamm sits within his shanty shack looking to trade for items from the high place). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east

A small hut squats against two geodes, the front door open invitingly. The shadows from a fire dance merrily along the walls bouncing off every uneven surface. A small humanoid like a ripened apple of a man sits adding strips of some alien meat into a pot. He looks up at the new comers and offers them semi precious stone seats.

Dungeon23 - 127/365. Room 127: Litte Gamm Geode Mine

 

Room 127: Litte Gamm Geode Mine

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. A massive rainbow hue bounces from all directions). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Smashed crystal and chipped metal). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. The crunch and crack of minerals as picks and axes swing a brutal glittering arc upon them). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid. Either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Creatures Six Little Gamm miners are nestled within the geodes hacking away at precious minerals). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east

The heavy sounds of hammering come from within the cavern spiral. Diamond dust slowly wafts through the air settling down like a glittering dew drop coat. Six small figures crack axes at crust covered geodes, hammering away at the precious cargo within.

TTRPG creations: 238/365: Highest Mother (Hoyeste Mor)

Highest Mother (Hoyeste Mor)

Within the Litte Gamm race a being exists that has seen every face and heard every name. The Hoyeste Mor is the first of the race to crawl from out of the remaining old gods offal and blood. She sculpted the start of her clan from what was around her. She created the Litte Gamm in her image like a twisted god seizing the opportunity.

Black coal eyes with white pinpricks set within the deepest depths of sunken sockets. Thousands of inch deep long set lines chiselled into an ancient face. She is placed upon the highest crystal of the lowest cave, looking down upon all.

All Litte Gamm have started and ended life under her watchful eye.

 

TTRPG creations: 237/365: Talking Young (Snakker Ung)

Talking Young (Snakker Ung)

The youngest of the family imprisoned from birth. An infinite time loop within a spacial womb within a  crust ridden crystal. Making sure that the family line will always continue throughout the ages come natural or humanoid disaster. The most important family member and the most forgotten of the Litte Gamm.

If all else fails and the Litte Gamm family line looks to end the surviving members will crack open the crystal like some hideous family egg. The yolk will spill out covering all within reach mutating and changing every being, rewriting DNA and forcing gene adaption.

The Litte Gamm will always continue to survive albeit through constant forced evolution.

TTRPG creations: 236/365: Wise Head (Klokt Hode)

Wise Head (Klokt Hode)

A curious ritual passes from small hand to small hand. The oldest male of the Litte Gamm upon death is beheaded and the families precious gems are stuffed into the eye sockets. Diamond infused wax is poured over the face and the family sigil burnt into the tongue. The ritual completed as the next generations oldest male plants a single kiss upon the sigil.

The jewels burst into unliving fire and a wretched screams rips through the halls. The tongue waggles and clicks whispering deep, hidden secrets that unfold and curl like snake skin silk. The head becomes the families guardian, revealing hidden secrets and enemies that plan and plot. The new glittering eyes spy all and the ears understand all tongues.

Upon the next generations eldest males death the previous head is enshrined deep in the guts of the land. The tongue taken out and burnt and the gems placed into the new skull. The "eyes" have seen thousands of years and the secrets inscribed within them span lifetimes.

Dungeon23 - 126/365. Room 126: Celestine Centipede Nest

 

Room 126: Celestine Centipede Nest

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. A large slab of light blue crystals give off a gentle glow within the middle of the room). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off.  Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Gunpowder and soot cling to the light blue crystal). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Slow and slight clicking and squeezing can be heard). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid. Either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Creatures (A pack of Celestine Centipedes are swarming within the nest). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south and east

Around a corner the party is met with a large light blue pulsating crystal. It seems to ebb and flow in size as something stirs within.

Dungeon23 - 125/365. Room 125: Jern Tann Ambush

 

Room 125: Jern Tann Ambush

Natural Geode Walls (Caves walls with spinning spiral geodes, roof 80' and floor). Lightning (The crystals, geodes and minerals throw colourful light patterns in all directions. The light dims and fades to black around the walls). Smell (Deep,distant, fungal, floral and off. Burnt wood and charcoal from a nearby campfire. Something within this level throws the senses out of alignment. Dirt, tar, oil and sulfur stink within the air). Sounds (The tapping can be heard all around in the level, like small hammers slowly tolling on cymbals. Alien cries and odd shrieks pierce the air and clicking from underneath starts to grow louder. Loud cracking and grinding can be heard from all around). Touch (The walls are warped and rigid. Either running like melted wax or solid like steel). Creatures (5 Jern Tann's wait in hiding, a large net has been set up at the bottom of the stairs for any would be explorer). Exits (To the north is the central platform which houses the rope ladder back up. Stairs move downwards to the north and south

Down a small series of steps the glow of gems gives way to the deeper darkness. The dim light only shows rubble and litter that has scattered itself upon the ground. A slow clicking and cracking can be heard from what seems to be all around the party.

TTRPG creations: 235/365: Jern Tann

 Jern Tann

 Giant, metal tombstone teeth each an inch thick, tall and wide. The little men scurry around the fifth floor looking for any glinting gem or jewel. Greedy hands grasp down and grab rubies, sapphires, emeralds and diamonds. Into the maw it goes, grinding and cracking, popping and snapping the precious minerals turned to a fine powder in seconds.

These little precious stone addicts will swarm adventuring parties. Prying the jewels from sword hilts, scurrying off with bags of gold and snapping off fingers to get at the rings. Mines are often infested with them and jewelers wake up in cold sweats imaging them.

The bank vaults boogeyman, the Jern Tann.