Emergency Replacement Campaigns


Emergency Replacement Campaigns
Do you keep a contingency campaign handy in case of TPK? If my Greyhawk players are crushed by the giants of Geoff, Anomalous Subsurface Environment is up to bat.

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  1. Brendan SApril 23, 2014 at 12:42 PM

    You wouldn't just have folks make up new PCs and continue to explore the same world?

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  2. Casey G.April 23, 2014 at 12:44 PM

    The players might vote for that, in which case I'd go along with it. But I've got gamer ADD. Always something new to try.

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  3. Robert AnstettApril 23, 2014 at 12:48 PM

    When this has happened in the past I kept the same world and moved to a different area where they had not visited before.

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  4. John AegardApril 23, 2014 at 12:53 PM

    My 4E TPK insurance was to offer the dead PCs jobs as the Raven Queen's commandos.

    (Raven Queen = goddess of the underworld, essentially)

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  5. Casey G.April 23, 2014 at 12:53 PM

    Nice.

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  6. Nathan “Spiciest DM” PankeApril 23, 2014 at 1:07 PM

    I rarely TPK. I will Total Party Handicap ;)

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