A/an 1d6¹ trapped inside the body of a 1d6², for Troika Background Jam 2024

An entry for the Troika Background Jam 2024. Originally published as part of the 'Invertia' expansion, available on my main itch.io page.

It’s the eyes… That infuriate you the most. The gormless, watery way they stare at you as if your outward appearance has quite simply melted half their brain away. For millennia untold you have been actually causing the grey matter of these mortal fools to dribble from their nostrils, but one little misjudgement of the best laid plans… and now look at you…

This new form is hardly ideal, but you didn’t become an immortal scourge upon the very fabric of creation by quitting so easily. There must be some way to reclaim your true powers. You must be patient. You must use whatever advantages you do have. You cannot command or whisper to the mewling masses anymore… but that does not mean you cannot bend them to your bidding. If they are going to insist on carrying you around and feeding you and providing those delightful, behind-the-ear head scratches… Well, why not take advantage while you can.