Cunningly Disguised As A Gift, This Mechanical Monster Can Be Programmed To Go On A Rampage At A Pre-determined

Cunningly disguised as a gift, this mechanical monster can be programmed to go on a rampage at a pre-determined time, or simply left to ambush anyone who tries to unwrap it.

When triggered, the party pooper sprouts mechanical arms and legs, attacking anyone nearby. It is best to deal with these devices quickly; if left too long, they are prone to explode!

Witch Class by Zarieth

In between new content, I plan to go back and make changes to some of my older homebrew: starting with College of Mirrors!

I was already very happy with this subclass, but I felt like the 3rd level feature needed some tinkering to make it easier to understand. In addition, the invisibility was toned down a bit.

To get the high-quality PDF, follow the link above. Any feedback or comments are very much appreciated!

(Previous Version)

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Flapping around on bat-like wings, the medic's misery is a foul parasite that lurks in temples, hospitals and other places of healing. It feeds on magic energy, sapping the strength of clerics and druids as they go about the business of tending the sick.

Their huge, yellow eyes glisten whenever they spy an opportunity to inflict pain and suffering, which they do by projecting sickening rays of necrotic energy at whatever vulnerable targets present themselves. Medic's miseries avoid open conflict and tend to retreat when presented with vigorous opposition, relying on their flight and small size to escape into darkened hiding places.

Table of Scrambled Calls

Oh no, your spell of contacting or divination-targeting got all dorked up! Instead of your intended contactee, your magical link-up instead links up with:

a Rival

a party member’s mom and/or dad

a party member’s long-dead ancestor’s spirit

a minor underling or footsoldier of the big bad

a major lieutenant of the big bad

a Fiend

a Dragon

a God

a colony of Mind-Flayers

a Beholder

a Drow priestess

a talking frog of some sort

some eldritch horror beyond mortal comprehension whose wrath has only been averted from our paltry world by virtue of its never having noticed us before

a skilled tradesperson of some sort

some random dirt-farmer

some random dirt-farmer that, by some amazing coincidence, just so happens to look exactly like the person you were trying to contact. Roll Perception to see if you can tell the difference

the spirit of a famous historical hero

the spirit of an infamous historical villain

the spirit of some random peasant

a seller of magical items

a nervous low-level Wizard needing a project to complete for a grade in Wizard School

a panicky mid-level Warlock desperate to curry favor with their patron

a kindly mid-level Cleric that likes to be helpful

a bored high-level chaotic-neutral Sorcerer

the reception desk at a major magical university

the local chief of security/police

a cell in a high-level prison

the Dungeon-Master from the old D&D cartoon

the actual real actor Benedict Cumberbatch, who annoyed the interplanar magical community with his flippant portrayal of Doctor Strange and has now been cursed with an aura of permeable reality that tends to attract spell-errors like this. Not wishing to annoy any further spell-casters, he is wont to give aid however he can

the players