My interpretation of the mythos.
or Where I þink Chaosium did it wrong.
Azathoth
A.k.a Aradroȝt þrouȝ analogy + metonymy.
nỉꜣr.t, nỉꜣr.t-ḥtp
driht trigarda, *nih3l(t)~*nu3l(t)
| PIE | *nih3l(t) | *nuh3l(t) | *nih3lā | *nuh3lā |
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| P-PGmc | *nīl(t) | *nūl(t) | *nīlâ | *nūlâ |
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| E-PGmc | *nīl(þ) | *nūl(þ) | *nīlâ | *nūlâ |
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| L-PGmc | *nīl(þ) | *nūl(þ) | *nīlô | *nūlô |
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| P-Norse | *nīl(þ) | *nūl(þ) | *nīlô | *nūlô |
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newh3l-X -> newHl-X or newgl-X -> newHl-X or newkl-â or newk-tr-> newəl-X or newgl-X or newht-r ->
nowəl-X or nowgl-X or nowhtr -> naul or naugl-X or nauhtr -> Naul~Nöl Nögl- Nöhtr-
Carcosa/King in Yellow
Dreamworld
Views on humanity
Languages, and timeſpans.
Large and Small, and how gods work
a.k.a Mi-gos are one þing unrelated to þe greater picture. no worſhip is ordained.
Call of Amogus
Saner Sanity
Þe worſt þing about CoC is þe bloody ſanity rolls whenever anyþing intereſting happens!
one houſerule I allways uſe is to use þe "succeed"-values unleſs really called for.
So:
Keeper: [...] you step into the dark room, þe ſmell of incenſe ſticks in your noſe.
in þe center of the room is a large ſtone ſlab, barely lit by þe ray of liȝt ſeepin in from þe barely open door.
You can ſee ſome ſtrange ſymbols carved in þe ſtone. What do you do?
Investigator: I... open þe door fully and ſtep inſide.
Keeper: As you let þe liȝt in, you ſee þe ſcattered, dried up REMAINS OF ÞE ENTIRE STEVENS FAMILY, TORN APART BY A FORCE STRONG ENOUȜ
TO SEVER EVERY SINEW IN ÞEIR BODIES take 1d4 sanity HALF THE MANGLED FACE OF MRS STEVENS STARING RIȜT AT YOU.......
Investigator: One, I'm Ok!
Keeper: Ok! ...SITTING ATOP ÞE SLAB, WIÞ A CRUMPLED PAPER STUFFED IN HER MOUÞ
LIKE AN APPLE IN A PIG!
As opposed to:
Keeper: [...] you step into the dark room, þe ſmell of incenſe ſticks in your noſe.
in þe center of the room is a large ſtone ſlab, barely lit by þe ray of liȝt ſeepin in from þe barely open door.
You can ſee ſome ſtrange ſymbols carved in þe ſtone. What do you do?
Investigator: I... open þe door fully and ſtep inſide.
Keeper: As you let þe liȝt in, you ſee þe ſcattered, dried up REMAINS OF ÞE ENTIRE STEVENS FAMILY, TORN APART BY A FORCE STRONG ENOUȜ
TO SEVER EVERY SINEW IN ÞEIR BODIES, HALF THE MANGLED FACE OF MRS STEVENS STARING RIȜT AT YOU.......
Please make me a ſanity roll wiþ... a penalty die!
Investigator: Why þe penalty die, I barely knew þem!
Keeper: Oh, yeah, þat's riȝt, you didn't ſtay wiþ þem.. fair enouȝ a normal roll, þen
Investigator: So... þats a ... 62 so a failure.
Keeper: Riȝt, ſo erm... failure... failure.. þat's 1D10 of ſanity damage pleaſe!
Investigator: Oh! a One! I'm fine!
Keeper: Okay! Now where was I... Oh, yes! ſtaring riȝt..SITTING ATOP ÞE SLAB, WIÞ A CRUMPLED PAPER STUFFED IN HER MOUÞ
LIKE AN APPLE IN A PIG!
Investigator: Wait... what were we talikin about again?
Keeper: Mrs Stevens....
Investigator: Oh, yeah riȝt...