

You were born with the power of water genies, and the magic of the marids is strong in you. The spiritual power of art and song runs strongly through your family line. (Kobold Only) While many kobold sorcerers tout their purely draconic bloodline, over generations of eldritch training, some such spellcasters have created a bloodline that, while tinged with some draconic magic, is the embodiment of the race's virtue distilled into arcane form. Somewhere in your family's history, a relative made a deal with a devil, and that pact has influenced your family line ever since. You can see beyond the mundane, and are capable of visualizing the improbable, and even the impossible. (Human Only) A scion of forgotten kings, with a lineage rich with the dust of ancient empires spanning every golden age of humanity's history, an imperious embodies the apex of human potential, as well as human temerity and uninhibited hubris. Just as knowledge of the harrow has passed from generation to generation since time immemorial, so too has a deep spiritual connection to the otherworldly forces bound by the harrow passed through the ages. Your connection to the hungering undead shapes your magic. The capricious nature of the fey runs in your family due to some intermingling of fey blood or magic. The power of the elements resides in you, and at times you can hardly control its fury. You were born with the power of fire genies, and the magic of the efreet is strong in you. The power of the Ethereal Plane thrums in your mind and pulls at your flesh. Your family is a long line of dreamers, who dream not as ordinary mortals do but rather as those who reach through and touch the supernal realm of dreams and the farthest shores of night. You were born with the power of air genies, and the magic of the djinn is strong in you.Īt some point in your family's history, a dragon interbred with your bloodline, and now its ancient power flows through your veins. You can trace your ancestry to one of the foul, corrupted genies known as divs. Your family is destined for greatness in some way. The echoing cave-songs and the rumble and creak of primal spirits deep below the ground thrum in your soul and in all your family line. Your powers derive from daemons, who take pleasure and gain power from manipulating mortal frailties like aging, pestilence, famine, and the horrors of war. Your bloodline is blessed by a celestial power, either from a celestial ancestor or through divine intervention. Your ancestors may have also held a connection to one of the astral isles or conduits, or like you, may have plied this cosmic ocean-and some may even survive there to this day.ĭescended from inhabitants of the lands of ice and snow, you count among your ancestors giant-kin, troll-born, and frost-rimed spirits. Your senses extend through the Astral Plane to the far reaches of the multiverse, allowing you to perceive and manipulate the timeless potential that binds the multiverse together. Whether you were raised on the Astral Plane, had an ancestor with a strong connection to the Astral, or simply had a freak brush with an astral conduit in your youth, you have an unusual connection to both time and space. Your family has always been skilled in the eldritch art of magic. Your family traces its heritage back to the ocean depths, whether scions of undersea empires left in the wake of nomadic sea-tribes, or the spawn of creeping ichthyic infiltrators into remote seaside villages. Misfortune, pestilence, and nightmares follow your family like vermin drawn to carrion. Generations ago, a demon spread its filth into your heritage. There is a taint in your blood, one that is alien and bizarre.
