Very Heavy Cube, for realsies (GLOG Class)

by Beau Lamb

I thought this class (from Archon's Court) was going to be weirder than it was, so I made it weirder.

You are a cube of pure silver. Inside of you rots a decapitated wizard’s head; your head. Somehow your consciousness leaked out of your skull, infusing the silver with your personality, will, and a few of your memories. At some point, someone dug you out of a consecrated grave, and after
 trading hands a few times, you ended up in the party as a sentient curio.

You started adventuring (1d6) :
1 - to find your body; you’re attached to it (not anymore, but in an emotional sense)
2 - to kill the old acquaintance that sold you out to the church
3 - to melt this holy silver off and extract a world-ending spell from your skull
4 - to regain your lost memories and return to your secret lair to complete “the work”
5 - to chase hedonistic pleasure, somehow
6 - to rule the world as a cube, because the visual is so intriguing

Class: Cube, Wizard-Head

A: CUBE, CUBE Magic
B: Great Oracle CUBE, +1 Spell
C: Architect of CUBEs, +1 Spell
D: Head of Operations, +1 Spell

A: CUBE
You are a silver cube. You weigh about 30-40kg; liftable, but a serious pain to carry around. You can hear well and see poorly (up to 20’). You don’t need to sleep or eat. You can speak; your voice is distant and sonorous, reverberating with crystal clarity. You have no HP; you’re basically indestructible. You count as a +1 bulky magic weapon.

A: CUBE Magic
Your spell list is based on the type of wizard you were before you became a silver cube. You start with 1 spell and infinite MD (d6s). You can invest up to [templates] MD in each spell you cast.

You never suffer Mishaps or Dooms from rolling doubles or triples. Instead, add rolled MD to a free-standing dice tower until you spend a week of downtime without casting. If the tower falls, you suffer a Mishap. If you make a mess (dice on the floor, drinks knocked over, etc.), suffer a Doom instead.

B: Great Oracle CUBE
When placed against the neck stump of a decapitated creature, you may act as a conduit to Speak with Dead with them.

C: Architect of CUBEs
You may have up to two dice towers for CUBE magic.

D: Head of Operations
When placed against the neck stump of a decapitated creature, you may control their body as if it were your own.

Δ: Dullahan
Meet your wandering Ichabod and overpower their will with your own.
You now have a body. You maintain complete remote control of your body up to six miles in any direction. Treat your body as a 2 template fighter. If it would die, it instead regenerates fully overnight.

Mishaps
[dice] and [sum] are based on the number of dice in the tower that just fell over.
1 - Deal [sum] damage to everyone nearby. You land in the crater.
2 - The silver tries to drag you to hell. You get dragged [sum]ft underground.
3 - The silver tries to drag you to heaven. You quadruple in mass and fall upwards for [dice] rounds
4 - All creatures in contact with you gain [dice] mutations (Save vs permanency).
5 - Fill a [sum]ft nearby radius with (d4: water; sand; flammable gas; empty space)
6 - You can’t cast spells for [sum] minutes.

Dooms
1 - Your mass quadruples; you can’t be lifted without the concerted effort of many men.
2 - Your mass quadruples again; you can’t be lifted without superhuman means.
3 - Your mass quadruples again every night forever until you fall into the earth’s core. According to everyone you ask, this is super-duper-ultra-hell.