Hey fa/tg/uys, post some motherfucking spaceships.

You guys are experts on this sort of thing, so I was wondering if you could tell me how a knight's hygiene compares to an average peasant.

Any good Changling-like art out there? Let’s get some inspiration for changling the lost flowing!

I just finished a rather long campaign in DH, and my character somehow managed to survive to the very end (DM killed us all at in the end. Put to death because we knew to much.)

We're starting a new campaign in a week or so, and I need a new character. I played a Cleric, and liked it, but now I'd like to play something a bit more... interesting.

Any ideas for interesting characters? Anything at all, really. I don't have morals, or limits, or shame.

I saw this in /k/, but it seemed like most people didn't like it there and I thought it might be more up our alley. Apologies for the typo, template's not my work.

Modern/real world millieu optional.

.....Fucking stupid posting method.

Hey /tg/ I want to start Chaos Deamons as a Fantasy army. I need an experienced fa/tg/uy to write me a 1000 point list using only Khornate units. I don't care if I win or lose, this army is for fun.

I have a lot of spare change and want to buy CoC books, is this a good endeavor, and which books should I get?

My group really enjoys Delta Green but I already have the books, I want to try 1920's.

Picture this.

It's just past midday and the sun looms high overhead. The smell of fresh earth is all around, lingering in the air like a rich perfume. A lone figure stands in the middle of a rich soil, surveying the landscape around him.
The mighty barbarian leans on the thick wooden handle of his ancient, enchanted tilling hoe. As he reflects on his work, a hale and hardy-looking dwarf with an immense beard and cowhide leather armor emerges from the barn, a pail of milk held in each hand. He exchanges a knowing glance with the Barbarian.
Just then, the old wizard approaches, carrying a long, gnarled rake-staff and a fine velvet pouch filled to the brim with brightly-colored seeds. He begins to discuss plans for the new crop, when suddenly a commotion on the horizon catches the attention of the group.
The three turn to see an approaching horde of nomadic kobolds approaching, each brandishing copper implements, their leader wearing a bone and feather mask, holding a large glowing scythe over his head. The three party members hold their ground tensely, the Dwarf setting down his milk pails and calmly drawing his golden watering can. From atop the barn, behind the wide branches of a mighty oak, the halfling rogue crouches unseen with a watchful eye. He keeps his hand firmly on his leather satchel, filled with fine steel throwing trowels. The kobolds march forward unerringly, towards the group, clambering over the old wooden fence as they come.
Fifteen minutes later, the Kobolds and the group wave each other a warm goodbye as the nomads head off into the distance with a large sack of silverberries, glowroot, arobaro fruit, and milled onkweed. The Barbarian tests the heft of his new scythe with a proud smile.
The harvest will be good.

/tg/ what is the most horrible thing you have done to your players in a game?

pic may or may not be related.

Alright, I know /tg/ doesn't like Rifts, but what does /tg/ think of Juicers?