They call you arrogant. Conceited. A braggart. Mentally unhinged. A shining example of toxic aristocracy. Liable to slay the dragon and forget to unchain the princess. So full of hot air that your suit of armor should come with a "WARNING: CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE" label printed on the plackart.
You have no defense against any of these.
...
But that is okay! You do not need to win arguments.
You do not need anything else but π»πππππ.
No, not honor. π»πππππ with a 'u', spoken with a breathy sigh and a Habsburg Jaw. It is different. Better. Inherently more... π»ππππππΆπ·ππ.
You live π»πππππ. Breathe it. Drink it. Worship it. Dream about it in the late hours of the night. Your body is a self-sufficient π»πππππ ecosystem, both absorbing it from the world and producing it until you achieve perfect, π»ππππππΆπ·ππ equilibrium.
Words like "knight" and "paladin" no longer hold a candle to what you are.*
You are an π»πππππππππ. Go forth. Consume it. Excrete it. Cover the world in it, one deed at a time.
* Technically speaking, you never actually earned either of those titles, but when have you ever let a complete and utter lack of liege, land, or lineage get in the way of your π»πππππ?
π»πππππππππ
Starting Equipment: plate armour, shield, anachronistic broadsword, parade livery, ridiculous π»ππππππΆπ·ππ looking helmet.
Starting Skills: Courtesy, Speechmaker, π»πππππ
A: π»πππππ Points, Honorophage
B: Smite ππ¦π°π₯π¬π«π¬π²π―
C: Aura of π»πππππ
D: For the π»πππππ, Most π»ππππππΆπ·ππ
You gain +1 HP and +1 to Reaction Rolls against nobles, knights, glory hounds, quixotic madmen, and other π»ππππππΆπ·ππ types for each π»πππππππππ template you have.
A: π»πππππ Points
You keep a running tally of the bones broken and property destroyed in your reckless disregard pursuit of π»πππππ, and these "points" help bolster your ego in times of need. Every time you take damage or break valuables worth at least 10gp while doing something exceptionally stupid brave and attractive in the name of π»πππππ, gain 1 π»πππππ Point. You can store up to 10 Points within your π»πππππ Glands- yes those are a real thing, ask any πΉππΈππππ. Loot lost in this way does not count toward XP.
A: Honorophage
You are true to your namesake, and can subsist exclusively on π»πππππ so long as you keep the gallant deeds rolling. Whenever you would eat a Ration, you may instead spend 1 π»πππππ Point for the same effect. You must spend the entire meal recounting past deeds and valor, whether real or imagined.
B: Smite ππ¦π°π₯π¬π«π¬π²π―
You may draw upon your body's reserves of π»πππππ to smite those who would dare harbor the taint of ππ¦π°π₯π¬π«π¬π²π― within themselves. When you make an Attack against someone ππ¦π°π₯π¬π²π«π¬π―πππ©π’ you may spend 3 π»πππππ Points. If you do, take -4 to Attack in exchange for +4 Damage if the attack is successful, as you call your enemy out, bow, verbally abuse them, and declare your attack. If you miss, the Points are not expended. Because you are undoubtedly the embodiment of π»πππππ, ππ¦π°π₯π¬π«π¬π²π― is anything that you do not stand for, or anything immediately inconvenient to you.
C: Aura of π»πππππ
Your prodigious π»πππππ Glands have become hyperactive. You may express these glands by spending 5 π»πππππ Points to create a palpable 20' cloud of π»πππππ centered on you for 3 rounds. Anyone in this cloud takes -1 Attack and Defense as they paw at their noses and try not to be violently ill. This is the ππ¦π°π₯π¬π«π¬π²π― being expelled from their bodies, you see. You gain +1 Save vs Fear and +1 Attack in the cloud, and you find it quite pleasant and aromatic besides.
D: For the π»πππππ
You realize that there is nothing more π»ππππππΆπ·ππ than saving your own skin so that you might survive to π»πππππ another day. You may spend 10 π»πππππ Points to remove 1 Fatal Wound.
D: Most π»ππππππΆπ·ππ
You have done it. You have completed the ritual of Accepting True π»πππππ Into Oneself, a rite involving an idol of the anthropomorphic manifestation of π»πππππ and a preponderance of body oil. You gain double the π»πππππ Points from all sources, but more importantly you may now call yourself Most π»ππππππΆπ·ππ.
Another technically functional joke class, this time mashing together a knight errant with a playstyle from Disco Elysium.
ReplyDeleteThis is terrible, it's perfect, it's...π»ππππππΆπ·ππ
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely and terrifying at the same time as a concept.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the idea.