d50 | Result |
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1 |
The edges of your form blur, almost as if your physical form is losing its base. |
2 |
Your eyes become a murky dark void, it almost seems as if they have been painted black. Your vision is unaffected. |
3 |
Your shadow takes on a life of its own. It may mime murdering your friends' shadows or shift into horrible visages. |
4 |
You are able to hear the voices of the damned around you. The words they say carry no meaning, and may drive you insane. |
5 |
A black smokelike substance seeps from your mouth when you speak. |
6 |
Although relatively unnoticeable until you exit the Shadowfell, you and everything you have on your person becomes grayscale. |
7 |
Your body begins emanating what could be described as sparkles of void. The void-like specks are entirely devoid of light. |
8 |
Although relatively unnoticeable until you exit the Shadowfell, everything you perceive is devoid of color. |
9 |
Raven feathers sprout from random portions of your body, located mostly on the arms, neck, and legs. |
10 |
Your fingernails grow at an exceptional rate, getting as long as acrylic nails in a day. |
11 |
When you sleep your body functions on a level so low that you seem dead and anyone can mistake you for a corpse. |
12 |
Your mouth movements no longer sync up with your speech. |
13 |
Your soul is more loosely tethered to your form, occasionally it will appear as an afterimage around you, and stay fixed for a moment while you move. |
14 |
You constantly find ash on your body, clinging to it like glitter. |
15 |
Your breath is always visible, like on a cold day, regardless of temperature. |
16 |
You have lost pigmentation to the extent that your skin is now transparent. |
17 |
You no longer bleed red. Whenever you are cut, grey blood flows out. |
18 |
When in direct sunlight, your skin starts to steam. It does no physical damage, but it is clear the sun hates you. |
19 |
Your fashion sense has become disturbed, either for the grim or the exceptionally cheery. |
20 |
Worms and insects are drawn to you. |
21 |
Wherever you touch, you produce shadows that stay there for a few seconds. |
22 |
Your shadow is much darker and more sharply defined than it should be. |
23 |
You no longer have a reflection. |
24 |
You body stops producing heat, causing your skin to become cold to the touch. |
25 |
Your hair turns into a black ooze like substance. |
26 |
An unkindness of ravens follow you, some landing on your shoulders, but mostly remain at a distance. |
27 |
Your fingertips begin leaking an inky substance from them, the drips only stopping when you are asleep. |
28 |
You begin to treat corpses and living creatures the same, whatever that may mean for you. |
29 |
You don't have the impulse to blink anymore, and your eyes don't dry out if you do not blink. |
30 |
You don't seem to breathe anymore, at least to someone just glancing at you. Your breaths are now inaudible and the average person cannot tell you are breathing. |
31 |
You gain a pair of ram horns, how delightful. |
32 |
Your own heartbeat begins to slow to approximately once per minute. This can surprise you occasionally. |
33 |
You don't notice the severity of your injuries, and will often brush off people trying to aid your wounds. |
34 |
You feel like you're about to fall asleep. Constantly. |
35 |
Any wounds you receive don't seem to heal. Things like gashes in the stomach will remain for much longer than they should, although no extra damage is caused by this. |
36 |
Spiders find their way to you. You constantly find spiders crawling around on your body. |
37 |
You gain a pair of classic devil horns, how devilish. |
38 |
Your teeth sharpen, granting you fangs. |
39-50 |
Your face is consistently shrouded by shadow. |