The Blasphemies of Bor Bwalsch: Fifth Edition Supplement
The Blasphemies of Bor Bwalsch for 5th Edition
Some of the greatest and most feared figures in the history of the multiverse earned their reputations or positions by mastering the secrets of magic. From the crazed wizard who built three high towers and sealed demon lords in the dungeons below them, to the accursed mage who descended into the Abyss to confront the Queen of Dragons, to the chosen mage of the Goddess of Magic, whose influence has helped shape entire realms, these figures all command power unmatched by other mortals. Magic makes of them gods when compared to the mundane peoples. And although many such beings have earned esteem for their good works and heroic exploits, others have surrendered to their base desires and used their superhuman magical abilities for selfish ends.
The Blasphemies of Bor Bwalsch, a supplement for 5th Edition from Max Press, reveals a selection of 24 spells created by one of the multiverse’s most sinister figures. As his native realm was being swallowed in the shadow of some cosmic destroyer, he used his magic to breach the boundary between realities—and through the fissure he fled, bringing his dreadful advances in dark magic to the unsuspecting world he now calls home.
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The Cabal of the Black Sun stands as one of the more recent examples of a concerted effort to forestall death. A society made up of deranged wizards and other users of magic, they plunged headlong into darkness after recovering the fabled Black Sun Manuscript, an ancient tome brimming with evil. Using the writings as the basis for their study, they conducted unspeakable experiments, spawning horrors beyond imagining as they sought to find the key to immortality.
Nessus: City of Decay
It usually begins with random dissections of farm animals, such as pigs, cattle, and even horses. After that, the children go missing—the foolish or the unwanted, the strays and orphans who won’t be quickly missed. Soon, though, they’re found in the same condition as the mutilated livestock, precisely divided into so many oddly shaped parts, spread out and arranged in mysterious patterns, the cuts and slices impossibly neat, well beyond the skill of the finest chirurgeon in Rûl.
You hear the roar of the crowd before you can see any but the tallest towers. Closer, you see the city’s new outer walls, still half-built and swarming with workers sweating in the swampy humidity. Humans, dwarfs, orcs, and others besides, slaves and free, clamber over scaffolding as the black stone walls rise. Another cacophonous roar splits the air as you pass through the gate, its basalt exterior decorated with reliefs and statues of men and women, gladiators, spilling each other’s blood. The city is near deserted, its buildings of gloomy basalt and brilliantly painted wood and plaster facades empty except for patrolling guards and nervous would-be thieves. Everyone else, human and nonhuman, men, women, and children, are gone, gathered at the giant arena of the Crucible for the grand carnival of violence.
All gold flows from Kem, thus giving it the name “City of Gold.” No other city—no province or even kingdom, for that matter—can claim a level of wealth comparable to that possessed by Kem, and the infamous financial power known as the Vault based there. Kem’s influence reaches everywhere, from the Crusader States bounding the Desolation in the north to the holdfasts of Blötland in the far south. The City of Gold has lifted many nations up to the heights of power, and cast down into ruins any who crossed them. And so Kem moves on the world stage with unchecked might, an economic force without rival, whose financial influence translates easily into political and even military power.
Along the southernmost reach of the Crescent Bay, a jumbled city covers a narrow, jagged peninsula, like a scab that just won’t heal right. The city of Pruul was once a shining jewel with great wealth, power, and influence that equaled or even exceeded the other cities of the Confederacy of the Nine, of which it is a member. But the city’s relentless greed and avarice caused it to tear itself apart, as a tiny minority of rich got richer, and the massive majority of the poor got poorer. In the aftermath of bloody riots that brought down the city’s ruling elite, criminals and other unsavory elements filled the power vacuum as the only form of stability and order. Although a hollow shell of its former glory, Pruul, now known as the City of Thieves, serves as a hub for rogues, pirates, brigands, escaped slaves, debtors fleeing their debts, and a variety of other misfits and miscreants.
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