The user take's the Flask and drinks as much as they can muster. but with it's staggering 95% alcohol content not many can drink that much (if they fail the Trauma roll they become alcoholics)
Chinese legend says that Yidi, the god of wine and alcohol, helped the Emperor's daughter to make a special gift for her father. Yidi created a spicy, strong beverage from fermented grapes – wine. At first, the Emperor thought that the drink was much too powerful and strong, so Yidi spent years experimenting until he created something delicious, which is the wine that we know and love today.
Use up this Flask (unless you succeed on 1d10, Difficulty 7) and spend an Action. You must make a Trauma roll when you use this Effect. Its Difficulty cannot be reduced by any means.
Your Stress from Injuries and Mind Damage is reduced to 0. Lasts three hours.
If you are Stunned, asleep, drugged, or otherwise made unconscious for any reason other than being Incapacitated, you may Exert your Mind to wake up. Any penalty which was caused by this condition is removed.
The basis of any Xenomorph hive; the Drones are very much like worker bees or ants. Their main tasks are to keep the hive in good condition. Also, they seem to have the job of creating their nests with their own secretions. They have the basic body build of the Warrior, except that their dome is completely smooth, whereas the Warrior's dome is typically more ridged. Drones are smaller and somewhat more delicate than the Warriors, not considered quite as dangerous, but striking fear into the heart of any Human.
Like all of their brethren, they have acidic body fluids, but only the Drone can spit this secretion onto prey over a short distance. Drones have an organ in their bodies that releases a sticky fluid that they can spit out of their mouth onto any surface. It can be used to harvest cocooned hosts for the Queen's facehuggers.
Increase your sacrificial Injury's Severity by 1 and spend an Action.
Summon up to 3 Sapient Xenomorph Drones at your location. They last until they are destroyed They are controlled by the GM but will follow any commands you give. You may have at most 3 minions active at a time.
Possession of this Power grants the following Trauma at all times: Self Preservation: Whenever faced with the chance to do a selfless act/Deed that does not contribute to your own self preservation, roll a Self-Control roll to go against this instinct.
If you do not have a sacrificial Injury when you activate this Effect, take a new Severity-1 Injury.
The opening if the bag is a void that cannot be seen through and sparkled like the night sky when used.
The formation of sub spaces are still a mystery to most, but this one seems to have manifested from the desire of a dying little girl to play doctor like the one she looks up to. Dr. Hopkins' feelings for her well being were strong enough to assist in the manifestation. Anything to help that little girl. Even if it was beyond his own abilities.
Spend a Quick Action.
You may withdraw an item from your stash, or add an item that is within 30 feet of you to your stash. You may only stash targets which are not possessed by someone else, and are freestanding and unattached.
You may store Objects in your stash, each no larger than something which could fit inside a briefcase (15 liters), and you may store up to 3 things at a time.
You may choose to equip any equipment you withdraw at no additional cost.
When ready to run, a glare in his eye appears. As they take the first step, their foot becomes a blur. And when he takes off, he isn't seen till' he stops.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action to activate.
You can move at four times your normal movement speed for the next minute.
Your super speed affects all self-powered modes of movement, and you may avoid minor obstacles as you go.
If you move faster than your normal move speed, the world around you turns to a blur, and Perception rolls are made at -3 dice.
While this Effect is active, you are at -2 dice to all Actions and cannot Concentrate.
The user takes the device composed of 4 separate Large werewolf K9s connected to a small computer, and plunges the teeth rapidity into the skin of their target following the instructions on the small hand held to micro-inflecting the target with lycanthropy to induce a complete body restructure. this process is excruciatingly painful and straining as the body is forcefully contorted and bones are snapped into place. the target suffers feverous hallucinations of a full blood moon, as they fight back the urge to hunt.
Exert your Mind and spend a minute. You must make a Trauma roll when you use this Effect. Its Difficulty cannot be reduced by any means. If you fail or Botch, you receive one Mind Damage and a new Trauma.
You become disguised in a manner of your choosing. The disguise lasts until you either activate a new disguise, or choose to end the effect.
The new appearance may have a different sex, age, and race to your own, and you may alter height by up to a foot and your weight by 50%. Your disguise may directly mimic the appearance of a specific individual. You cannot alter your clothes. You may add inhuman features to your disguise. Your disguise can alter your smell, DNA, and other aspects that are not perceivable via human senses. This does not conceal you against investigative Effects. A disguise cannot affect your Attributes or other stats.
You may roll Charisma + Crafts to attempt to make your disguise Beautiful. If your Outcome is 6 or higher, non-Effect Charisma rolls where your good looks could help are rolled at -2 Difficulty. If you fail or botch, you are ugly instead, and non-Effect Charisma rolls are made at +2 Difficulty.
You may Exert your Mind and spend a minute to apply a disguise to a target. The target can Resist your attempt. The disguise lasts until you choose to end the Effect and counts as a Battle Scar. All the same restrictions on the disguise’s appearance apply.
After this Effect ends, you cannot move quicker than a walk (15 feet per Round) for one minute and suffer a -1 dice penalty for an hour.
As Mr. Kind invoked his powers, sigils glowed with a faint, pulsating light. Flanked by two of King Paimon's familiars, his eyes gleamed with anticipation. With a subtle gesture, he beckoned them forth, and they responded, their forms coalescing from the surrounding shadows. Like wraiths materializing from the darkness, they took shape, their eerie visages reflecting the eldritch power that coursed through them.
The familiars appeared as crouching, bent shadowy, cat-like in their movements, creatures. The impish long limbed forms, pulsing with eldritch light. Seemingly made of coalescing smoke, thick like burnt scentless rubber vapors, and void-like spaces. That bore glowing embers floating among the motes of starlight in the not entirely real substance. Chain-like tails, claws, and spines, the winged Gaunts stalked forward, their more shadow than substance forms, gaining substance.
Thin, and black, with bat-like wings and a long, spiny tail. They have no facial features, and their skin is smooth and rubbery.. With a final word, Mr. Kind stood as a master of the creatures forming around him, his ambitions soon to be realized with the aid of King Paimon's familiars.
"He can bestow dignitaries and provide familiars against enemies while binding anyone resisting him in his own chains." Daily kind smiles as he speaks.
The first King of Hell that Mr. Kind bargains with is Paimon. Paimon is known as a powerful entity who holds vast knowledge and abilities. He teaches all arts, philosophy, and sciences, unveiling secret truths and mysteries of the Earth, wind, and water. Paimon can reveal the depths of the mind and answer any inquiry the conjurer desires. Furthermore, he grants good familiars, bestows dignities, and binds individuals to the conjurer's will.
In the Abramelin tradition, Paimon's powers are extensive. They include foreknowledge of past and future events, dispelling doubts, summoning spirits, inducing visions, summoning and dismissing servant spirits, temporarily reanimating the deceased, flying, enduring underwater indefinitely, and the general ability to manifest various objects and people, even armor, as commanded by the magician.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action. You must actively and obviously use The seal of Paimon to activate this Effect.
Summon a single Daemon at your location. They will last for two hours, or until they are destroyed. They are controlled by the GM but will follow any commands you give. You may have at most 2 minions active at a time.
Anyone who witnesses you during this Effect's activation or for its duration will almost certainly be disturbed to see Creatures of void substance like smoke and fire becomes visible, plus they fucking tickle you, which is weird..
The time-traveler spins the second hand on one of their watches and speeds up until they are a blur.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action. You must actively and obviously use a watch to activate this Effect.
Lasts 1 minute. Whenever you use your Movement, after all other calculations, the distance you may travel is doubled.
Outside of Combat, any non-Gift, non-movement Actions you attempt take drastically less time to complete, as long as your personal speed is a factor in the Action. Total time reduction is determined by the GM and capped at 90% (executing the Action takes no less than 1/10th the normal time).
The aquamancer has internal reserves of water that they may call upon when needed, and it will gush out of the pores in their skin wherever it is directed.
Spend a Quick Action.
You may withdraw an item from your stash, or add an item that is within arm’s reach to your stash. You may only stash targets which are in your possession, grappled, or otherwise controlled by you.
You may store units of water in your stash, each no larger than something which could fit inside a briefcase (15 liters), and you may store up to 3 things at a time.
You may choose to equip any equipment you withdraw at no additional cost.
The time-twister presses a button on one of their wristwatches, and, in a flash of orange light, disappears. They have skipped 12 seconds forward in time. To them, the travel is instantaneous, but everyone else must wait until they reappear.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action. You must actively and obviously use a clock or watch to activate this Effect.
You phase out of reality for 4 Rounds. During this time, you cannot perceive or affect the outside world or take any Actions. You cannot move. Nothing can interact with you in any way.
When you phase out, you may bring up to 1 additional target in arm's reach with you.
The toon shouts a catchphrase, strikes a pose, and then zips away at a high speed, leaving a cloud of dust behind. While moving, they look like a blur.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action.
Lasts 1 minute. Whenever you use your Movement, after all other calculations, the distance you may travel is doubled.
The beastmaster shouts, and their human voice cracks into a deep, bestial roar. Their body swells with muscle, clothes melting into a thick pelt of fur. Seconds later the beastmaster is gone. Standing in their place is a massive grizzly bear.
However, even in human form the beast within remains close to the surface, and the beastmaster finds highly civilized social situations unbearable.
Exert your Mind and spend an Action.
You transform into a brown bear for two hours or until you choose to end the Effect. See the Extended System text for stats.
While transformed, you cannot use any equipment (including Artifacts and Consumables), and you cannot use your Active, Targeted, or Trap Powers. However, you can use your Passive Powers. Any equipment you are wearing transforms with you.
Injuries and Wound Level are carried over between forms. However, transforming can never kill you; you merely remain Incapacitated until your Injuries are sufficiently healed.
Possession of this Power grants the following Trauma at all times: Intolerance for society. When you are in a situation with strict social protocols (like a trial or a formal dinner) roll Self-Control not to enter a flight or fight response.