1d100 |
Prophetic
Underground Dreams |
Possible
Reference |
1 |
Three
mushrooms grow; red, yellow, and white. The red one spreads spores as the
white and yellow rot into nothing. |
2 |
You
lead a group of blind travelers tied together with red silk. The silk is
warm; one end enters your ear. |
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3 |
You
are trying to weave a cloak but the fabric keeps unraveling. You see a hidden
figure cutting your threads. |
4 |
Your
fingers become hooked claws. You dig through stone, scattering pieces with
casual ease, tunneling down. |
5 |
In
a grand hall full of silk banners, well-dressed courtiers dance to quiet
music. Your portrait adorns the wall. |
6 |
A
number of fat black birds = number of other PCs hop in a circle around you.
They sing a cold and hollow dirge. |
Lamenters
(VotE pg. 78) |
7 |
You
try to reach a key at the bottom of a pit, but your arm isn't long enough.
The key is ice cold. |
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8 |
You
are falling down an endless chasm. Before you reach the bottom, pale fungus
hands rise and catch you. |
9 |
You
sit up and spit out your teeth. They form a strange symbol, linked by strands
of mucus and blood. |
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10 |
Your
hair falls out and wriggles away like worms. It burrows into the stone and
sprouts into silver trees. |
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11 |
A
dreaming prince turns in his sleep, hand brushing the sword that will end the
world. Soon he will wake. |
Hex
08.04 |
12 |
A
glassy coin rests on one side of the scale. No matter what you place on the
other side, the scale never moves. |
13 |
A
great tree grows from the earth, stretching into a sky that shimmers like
water. Each leaf is a human hand. |
14 |
A
dancing skeleton balances on a stone orb. It sees you, leaps in surprise,
falls, and shatters. Its marrow is golden. |
15 |
You
are trapped in a duel with a cruel, mocking copy of yourself. You slay your
opponent. Their blood is diamonds. |
16 |
A
sword falls in front of you. You embrace it, but then cast it aside. A
servant returns it to you, polished and honed. |
17 |
The
darkness rolls away from your torch like a living creature, liquid and
cunning. You must corner it to kill it. |
18 |
You
dream of seven fat pigs and seven thin pigs, and one of them is playing the
trumpet. |
Sonic
Pigs (VotE pg.117) |
19 |
You
sit on a throne, sternly deciding a case in perfect, obedient silence. Your
fingers glitter with uncounted rings. |
20 |
You
wade into a pool of boiling blood, but feel no heat. You swallow until the
pool is drained, then begin to fly. |
21 |
Your
skeleton crawls out of your mouth. It marches in a circle, then points at the
ceiling, then falls to pieces. |
22 |
A
burning skeleton made of lead dives into a lake, turning the water grey and
pearlescent. |
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23 |
You
take off a gold ring and drop it in a river. Three fish fight over it. An eel
emerges and chases them away. |
24 |
A
cage made of spider limbs contains screaming infants. They conceal the silver
key to an upside-down castle. |
Hex
00.06 |
25 |
You
lie back in a nest of fungus and watch three identical copies of you, made of
fungus, dance in a ring. |
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26 |
A
staircase descends into the earth. The first steps are tiring, but you begin
to run faster and faster. |
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27 |
A
beast with the heads of the other PCs rampages blindly through a cave. You
fear for its safety and your own. |
28 |
Six
cold pillars surround you like a cage: gold, silver, iron, bone, chalk, salt.
The gold pillar slowly melts. |
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29 |
Your
arms are bound with chains. They tighten as you struggle. You run to a
stream; the chains melt away. |
30 |
Fawning
courtiers in silk rags place a silver diadem on your head. Their faces are
shrouded, their breath sweet. |
Hex
03.05 |
31 |
You
trip and fall. The stone melts like soft clay, trapping your hands. You begin
to sink, but hear faint music below. |
32 |
You
float on a cold river. You can hear the sound of a waterfall ahead. Instead
of a paddle, you have a sword. |
33 |
You
raise your fist, and a hundred loyal followers shout your name. Glory awaits. |
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34 |
A
cold steel dagger slide into your ribs. Your assassin looks just like you. In
some dreams, you are the assassin. |
35 |
A
beast with a dozen legs tramples your enemies. In its back, a spear that
burns with midnight flame. |
Hex
05.05 |
36 |
You
are handed two bowls; one full of black stones, the other full of white
stones. The black stones become beetles. |
37 |
You
cough and spit out flaming oil and rubies. Blind children with crab claws
rush to pick up the gems. |
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38 |
You
try to lift your weapon but it is too heavy. You let it fall. Where it
strikes the stone a spring of pure water erupts. |
39 |
You
lie on a cushioned bed as a crowd of beautiful lovers feed you candied fruit
and rub your feet. |
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40 |
A
shimmering city on a lake opens its gate to you. The crowd roars in
anticipation. |
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41 |
You
split open your hated enemy's head, revealing a smaller enemy inside. They
cackle as you recoil. |
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42 |
You
wander through red caves, buffeted by wind, trying to shield a candle's
flame. The wind smells of ash. |
43 |
Globules
of boiling fat rain on your skin. Above you, some enormous creature is being
roasted. |
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44 |
A
beast with a number of horns = number of other PCs appears. A new horn grows
that outshines the others. |
45 |
You
are climbing a high wall. Your rope snaps, but you fall upwards instead. You
reach the top to wild applause. |
46 |
You
are inside a fortified building. Something roars outside. Your people turn to
you for help, but you are not afraid. |
47 |
A
ruby the size of your head sits on a polished marble pillar, lit by a single
pure white candle. |
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48 |
A
pig bursts open, revealing clusters of rubies. They fall through your hands
like water; a servant catches them. |
49 |
You
wade through a stinking mire. Your foot catches on something. You pull it
out, revealing a silver crown. |
50 |
Fountains
of molten rock erupt. As the wave of fire approaches, you wave it away with
your hand. |
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51 |
A
serpent grows two heads, then four, then eight. The heads devour you, but you
are reborn in metal flesh. |
Hex
06.08 |
52 |
You
sit down to a grand feast. The centerpiece is the body of your enemy, roasted
and spiced. |
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53 |
As
you breath out, a vast crowd falls, shrinks, grows younger. As you breathe in
they rise, grow old, and fade. |
54 |
A
distant ringing sound grows louder and louder until you shatter like glass.
Each piece grows into a new person. |
55 |
A
knot binds your climbing ropes together, tied around a dagger. When
untangled, the dagger drips blood. |
56 |
In
an eggshell room, your ailments, worries, and pains flee you like black
smoke. You are remade young and pure. |
Hex
08.08 |
57 |
You
stride through a sea of broken crowns. They glitter underfoot. You sit on a
plain throne and wear a silk collar. |
58 |
Soap
bubbles contain dreaming princesses. Touch one, and it bursts to reveal a
jubilant coronation ceremony. |
Hex
12.09 |
59 |
You
are handed a succession of bright silk flags, but choose a banner of dark red
and gold. It leads you to victory. |
60 |
You
sit on a throne and judge your injuries, wounds, and mutations. Some are
pardoned; some are exiled. |
61 |
You
grab for a wooden staff carved with ancient runes. It leaps into your hand
with a blast of thunder. |
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62 |
Your
eyes fall out and roll across the floor. You stumble helplessly until a black
bird picks them up and returns them. |
63 |
You
watch long gallery from the top of your tower and know that your fortress
will never fall. |
|
64 |
You
laugh as a young Olm capers in front of you. Then, a shadow falls and the Olm
grows into a dragon. |
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65 |
You
inspect your own tomb. Every surface of the huge building is carved with your
glorious, infamous deeds. |
66 |
You
stand in a swarm of bees, holding a cup of honey to your lips. The air
shimmers. You feel at peace. |
Atomic
Bees (VotE pg.29) |
67 |
You
are swallowed by a whale. In its belly, three old women tell you to avoid
eating fish. "Causes rickets", they say. |
68 |
A
statue made from bone, meat, silver, and gold is smashed from within, to be
replaced with one of clay. |
|
69 |
In
a burning pyramidal hollow, black liquid calls your name, whispering
silk-smooth promises of immortal fame. |
Hex
02.04 |
70 |
A
ring of wild dancers surrounds a huge burning pyre. A figure steps from the
flames and beckons. |
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71 |
Figures
in featureless masks cut open your chest and remove your heart. "Too
large," they say, and toss it away. |
72 |
Three
diamonds are handed to you, but you reject them. Instead, you choose a single
blue marble sphere. |
73 |
Beneath
black glass, the original words of creation, glimmering, waiting to be read. |
Hex
14.06 |
74 |
You
inspect the map of a grand city; the city you are going to build, are
building, have built. Every detail is clear. |
75 |
Lit
by flickering purple light, a mage hunches over a bowl of mercury, observing
your sleeping body. |
Hex
01.04 |
76 |
You
scream your secret hatreds and fears at a slowly melting wall of ice, leaving
nothing left but water and peace. |
Hex
09.07 |
77 |
You
try to fill a lantern with oil, but the oil is blood and refuses to pour. A
voice says, "Do not doubt your flesh." |
78 |
Ten
thousand screaming voices tell you what you must do, but you forget upon
waking. You must find them again. |
Hex
04.08 |
79 |
You
touch a man and his head falls open, revealing a small flame. In one hand,
you carry water. In the other, coal. |
80 |
You
are offered gold, silver, iron, and lead, but instead choose salt in a clay
bowl. The salt turns to diamonds. |
81 |
Your
family and lost friends beckon you from beyond a misty gate. You can almost
reach them. |
Hex
09.08 |
82 |
You
pass among scribes, bent over their work. Each one writes of a day in your
life. They smile at you, content. |
83 |
Pass
through four vaults: copper, silver, gold, occultum. The fifth vault is
locked. Blood leaks from under the door. |
84 |
You
cross a stream of water, a stream of blood, and a stream of mercury. Each
time, a bell tolls in the deeps. |
85 |
You
walk through a peaceful city lit by false moonlight. Statues with your face
adorn every wall. |
|
86 |
Two
snakes, red and blue, are fighting. A third snake made of clear glass
approaches and devours them. |
87 |
Trapped
at the centre of an hourglass, a perfect pearl of regret and hope. Every
grain of sand is a gold coin. |
Hex
02.08 |
88 |
Five
cave crickets chirp at the same time. One seems to be asleep. You kill one,
and the rest devour each other. |
89 |
You
stand before gate of black stone. Iron, silver, gold, and fire cannot harm
it, but a single tear melts it into ash. |
90 |
Two
voices sing to you from one throat, hidden by darkness. They sing of
rulership, power, and fame. |
Fungal
Ambassodile (VotE pg.56) |
91 |
At
your whistled command, your enemies are torn apart by whip-thin soldiers.
Their eyes burn with love for you. |
Hex
06.06 |
92 |
You
examine a book bound in leather. The book's pages are so bright you cannot
read the words printed on them. |
93 |
A
black ring around a white gem. Hold the gem, and armies melt away, bones
cracking like ice. |
Hex
08.01 |
94 |
Enemies
surround you and pierce you with spears. Your blood is many-coloured, bright
as fire; your enemies flee. |
95 |
A
cave closes like a mouth as you run towards the entrance. You emerge into
firelight as the stone teeth close. |
96 |
You
sit on a couch, watching your grandchildren enact one of your glorious
battles, clapping your hands in joy. |
97 |
An
eyeless skull in a pool of blood sings a half-heard death-song that names you
as a powerful leader. |
Hex
00.00 |
98 |
A
crowd of fearful men, women, and children wait for your word. Your mind is
clear. They take courage from you. |
99 |
A
stone egg cracks, hatches, reveals a bird. The bird flies and lands in front
of you. Its feathers are spears. |
100 |
You
feel an itch under your palm. A worm busts out. It wears a golden crown and
wriggles away as you chase it. |
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