My wizard found a "baby" mimic. Decided to raise it as my familiar, which turned out to be a lot of trouble. But eventually, I had a handbag that contained my spellbook, gold, and other small valuable trinkets that would bite the hand off of anyone who reached in who didn't smell like lavender. Yes, my wizard would use Presti to flavor her hand to bypass the mimic defenses. Sigh...I miss Bitey.
Once played a character who was raised by an enormous sapient mimic that took the form of an orphanage. The mimic was genuinely altruistic and cared for the kids (think Danny the Street from Doom Patrol), only eating with a mouth in the basement of a nearby butcher shop that a couple of the orphans who grew up there ran for that purpose of feeding them. For the sake of privacy and trying to minimize the freakiness of living inside a sapient creature, they'd only see and speak from statues, busts, paintings, and other stuff with a clearly recognizable face. Unless there was an emergency of course. Once someone broke in to kidnap a kid, tentacles formed from the walls and floor to beat the guy senseless then spit him out the window. All the orphans helped keep the mimic a secret, since if word got out it would probably lead to people assuming the mimic was eating kids, followed by adventurers showing up to kill the 'monster'.
That's really cool! I once came up with an adventuring village housed inside a trench coat of holding. A single party inhabited at first but over time they accumulated a town's worth of people and creatures and I could see a benevolent mimic orphanage being a resident there.
That's awesome as hell! Sounds like a slightly more horrifying Hogwarts, except in this case the school actually doesn't want to murder and devour children.
The Barkeeper asked why we carried weapons on us in the bar. I said "Mimics". The Barkeeper laughed, the party laughed, the table laughed, we killed the table. It was a good time.
Skenk Mcganc is quick becoming the final boss of a D&D campaign. Murderer of innocents and downtrodden heroes, backstabber of friends, a necromancer with an army of undead, and now an army of mimics.
Watch he finally gets foiled not by a bunch of epic adventurers, but some low level adventurers dismantle his armies, destroyed his back-up clones, and gave his brother a charlie horse by sheer luck
he would be hilarious to encounter, especially since instead of monologuing he tries to reasonably discuss things with you. All while setting up his own traps.
Point of contention, Mimics are listed as "neutral" not "evil." and I suspect their diet is not limited to adventurers. You live in a dungeon as an ambush predator, you can't be particular about the things you eat.
I favor the idea that mimics are only aggressive because they are hungry predators. With proper socialization, even low intelligence animalistic mimics can be tamed and are no more intrinsically dangerous than wolves. Intelligent talking mimics, meanwhile, are people who can be dealt with as people. They seem rare only because they don't usually broadcast their nature to the world. That woodcutter whose a bit weird and really likes his steak? Mimic. Bank owner who always seems to be inside the vault inventorying things and escorting patrons? Mimic ( as is the vault).
Yeah, but he's also so pleasant about it too. He's not dour evil, or megalomanic about it - it's just his job that he happens to love. His laugh would be more genuine than evil, even as it comes from truly evil things. It's not an act - it's a way of life. And Skenk loves life. Living the life he has, and taking the lives he doesn't.
Mimics only add one thing to dnd in vanilla, scaring all players into thinking every chest is a mimic. But having you're big evil boss's army have speedily buildable war machines and bridges that is cool. They could even set up a bunch of mimics as grass and earth so when the first wave comes they are devoured by the very earth under their feet
mimics can only be brown like wood or grey like stone. they are unable to copy other colors, so they couldn't be grass. a mimic's transformation isn't magical, it's a biological process and is thus limited to the biology of the mimics. a mimic chest will never have metal fasteners, a mimic door will never have a glass handle.
If you're encountering mimics disguised as chests, your DM is either uncreative or they're setting you up for the big mimic. However that leads players to assume everything is a mimic. But the example in this video of an out of place "clean" item, plus some context clues feels fair.
@@Sparrow_Bloodhunter so in Sloanes scenario, you'd have a field of busted trees and medium/large rock formations and it would still work. Just not as grass. Also, homebrew rules, and I'd love to see more complex versions of mimics, that could transform into various other materials. Maybe they would have to like, ancient mimics that have been around for 1000s of years before they get the ability to change their mimic makeup
@@scottbarrie1279 Does that first statement about being uncreative for using Mimic chests apply to first time DMs who are just getting their feet wet in the world of running a campaign or do they get a free pass? 🤔
a magical trinket shop was selling a hat that could transform into any hat on command. He claimed it was a transmuting hat, but detect magic did not register any magic on the hat at all, and yet it did transform. The merchant offered the players one common magical item or magical trinket of their choice from his shop in exchange for running the tailor out of business. The ranger picked the hat. Over the next week the Ranger noticed his packed rations going missing, and even after a zone of truth no one fessed up to eating them. They camped every night in a tiny hut, so they knew it wasn’t some animal sneaking in. The ranger figured it out, and began feeding the hat directly, it kept it a secret from the other players.
I can't believe how nobody is talking about the death of Norp. He was too beautiful and trusting for this world. I'm hope he and Billy are having fun in whatever plane of existence they got sent to.
I ran a game where the pc's found an abandoned fishing village, only to later to witness benches, tables, anvils and drawers all meet in the square to discuss living there and raising more babies. The babies were disguised as envelopes and coin purses. It was a delight watching my players sweat bullets trying to avoid just about everything in the town.
One of the more fun characters I've played in DnD was a 'mimic' character named "Chest". He was a treasure chest. Who sprouted arms and legs to move. Circle of the Lands druid, so he had some shapeshifting, and the Faceless background so he could turn into his alter ego: "Crate". Yes, it worked _exactly_ how you think it did. His backstory was basically he lived in a dungeon for a while, kept seeing it get looted by adventurers and his buddies getting killed repeatedly. His take: "Okay, _clearly_ these adventurers know what's up, I'mma go join them instead." So, he made his way into town and registered as an adventurer. Then he found out "Oh hey, If I do this 'adventuring' stuff I get lots of gold and can use that to buy meat/food. Awesome."
"so, let me get this clear. you are saying I am encouraged to eat ALL the goblins and you will give me MORE food for that? this 'work' thing sounds awesome."
@@AkiKii519 Oh it gets better. Chest's means of melee combat was a Cantrip called "Primal Savagery" (the _other_ druid melee spell) which causes the caster to grow teeth and/or claws and deal acid damage. So yes, he _was_ regularly making _acidic bite attacks_ ... leaping acidic bite attacks on several notable occasions.
Our DM had made several stores for the party to go and purchase items at. One of them was a magic items shop. Upon entry, nobody is at the counter, a chest is at the side of the counter, and there are dozens upon dozens of items strewn about the store, swords, armor, shields, tankards, scrolls. You name it. Our warlock investigates the counter,, attempting to find some service while the party starts examining. The Warlock goes behind the counter until a sharp 'Stay on the other side, Please' - and a big THUD of the Chest jumping and landing on the counter. The Warlock screams, the Chest screams, we rush forward, screaming. - And we discover that the owner of the store is a Mimic, of whom is very friendly and is happy to do trade with the Party. . . And then we come to realize that every single item in the store is a Mimic. The Armor, Mimic. The Weapons, Mimics. The Scrolls -(Were scrolls)-. We ended up buying a Great Club, named Billy. A Morningstar named Crash. A Satchel named Big Lug who was a bag of Holding, but required to be fed lest he eat a stored item. Two Twinned Machetes named Hack and Slash. A 'Wood' Shield named Gripply, Beloved twin daggers Stibbity and Stabbity, an Estoc Rapier named Quip, and a small satchel named Eggy. They ALL had unique abilities associated with them, all were sentient, and the DM said that they would progressively level up alongside us the players so long as we took care of them. The Entire Party had Mimic equipment that all willingly chose to come with the party, and we all paid a handsome price for the opportunity. Then we all devised ways to buy more later for our home. Good game...
@@maxwilliamson3701 Eggy, the satchel would allow you to retrieve and use an item as a free action. Gripply, the shield. Would, if the person targetting the wearer got a crit failure, steal their weapon and inflict a 1d4 bite attack. Then fling the weapon away. Billy the great club could have his head flung at an enemy. Allowing our barbarian a ranged attack that dealt Great Club damage and on a hit, if the target failed a con save. Would be knocked prone from a giant mouth chomping on their face. And youd have to retrieve the head to return to foing damage, as it would turn into a quarter staff weapon when you did that.
One of my best moments was having the party work for a shady guy at an inn in the middle of nowhere: for their final job, they stole an artifact from a convoy, and brought it back to the inn, where it would be sent to places unknown. Just as they were leaving, an angry young dragon landed right in front of the inn, intent on getting his artifact back by smashing the whole thing. Then the inn bit the dragon by the neck, and snapped it, with a sickening crunch. The party started running, and never looked back.
my innkeeper is a lvl 20 druid, he's managed to convince an entire colony of mimics to act as his inn. He feeds them the people who try to start shit with him.
You could always just find a Genius Loci, they are basically giant super mimics that spawn into existence in magic rich areas that have been abandoned or untouched. They developed a personality that mirrors the first sentient being that enters their area. And develop a close relationship with said being. They can be anywhere between the size of a large building or as big as a forest, heck they can even be as large as a small moon. As long as it's large, magically rich, and no sentient creature is there it can develop a Genius Loci! Make a cult whose crazed leader believes it's a extension of himself and proof of his godhood! Make it a magical friendly forest that was discovered by a kind priest and is thus kind and helpful. Or make it a giant castle that is now lumbering through the country side ruled by the kobalt king who discovered it and is now using it to conquer the continent. (He was just a random kobalt when he found it)
I always had this fun idea for an encounter. A bunch of highly intelligent mimics hiding in a tavern storage room, each disguised as a different form of container (barrels, crates, jars, etc.). They are known as the Council of Containment, and they are there to defend the tavern from na’er-do-wells and pests (the tavern’s in the slums, so they have a great combination of both to feed off of). They give the party the task of not killing the rat infestation beneath the tavern, but capturing them and bringing them up so the council can have a nice meal. Perhaps there’s a lost member of the council down there, perhaps there’s a plot hook among the rats, perhaps one of the council members conspiring against his fellows, perhaps the council and the tavern they reside in become something of a home base for the party who has earned their favor. Or maybe it’s just a nice little self-contained (no pun intended) story to start both you and your characters off on their adventure.
Remember, mimics can impersonate so many things! Coffins! Wardrobes! Outhouses! Bookshelves! Shoes! Bathtubs! Outhouses! First aid kits! Bags of marbles! Sinks! Outhouses! Buckets! Outhouses!
I once played a mimic pretending to be an anime girl. The “girl” looked oddly wooden and doll-like. Technically the cloak “she” was wearing was the mimic’s actual body with red button eyes, and the “girl” was its shapeshifted tongue. It was incredibly creepy and didn’t understand the concept of morality so it ate people a lot.
a mimic collective, a huge air elemental, earth elemental, fire elemental and water elemental all team up. you arrive at a town in a valley by a lake with a mountain on the opposite side, the clouds look beautiful in the bright morning sun. you get to the town and as grognak steps his foot into the city limit he finds himself glued to the road. roll for initiative as the scenery comes to life to kick your ass.
This inspired me. I really love the idea of a traveling merchant that travels dangerous roads and safely does so because of the mimic they keep in the back. Any time there's danger they just BAMF out, abandoning the cart, and let the bandits' greed take care of the rest.
I had the idea for a human shaped mimic to play as. It would link up with adventurers to lure out it's favorite food....goblins. I was gonna play it like they were just a really weird and quiet person. It would also have a horrible The Thing transformation sequence when it was eating time. I was gonna make sure only the dm knew, as well.
I had an infamous Pirate in one of my games and as my adventurers aproached him he was being attacked by a bronze Dragon. They didn't interfere with the situation because they didn't feel like being spitroasted for some criminal's sake but then when the Pirate finally lured the Dragon on his ship it was overwhelmed by the ship itself as it slowly, painfully, devoured the the giant lizard for nutrition. The Mimic ship was a fun toy for brewing in the campaign as describing its actions was somewhat creepy but with time the party grew on it and its fun banter with the Captain, where he would complain that the chewed on whale corpses where leaving a trail and it would respond by reminding him he didn't have any crewmates left for sacrifice so it would do what it pleased.
this just gave me an idea for an adventure where a giant colony of thousands of Mimics form a village and castle occupied by a figure who appears to be a classic invisible man style character, constantly wearing bandages all over his body, also sometimes appearing to be invisible, terrorising the residents of the village and drawing in parties of adventurers to be feasted on by the mimics. The final revelation is that the invisible man is not in fact an invisible man, but rather a bunch of mimics transforming into the clothes and bandages to imitate such a man, with the cases where he seemed ‘invisible’ in fact being the mimics encompassing the area, well, mimicking his voice and actions.
I once ran upon a small mimic colony that essentially adopted the job of a bridge troll. They made up the bridge towards a small city that was built into the side of a cliff, said bridge being the only way in. The mayor demanded a toll for everyone crossing it and the mimics would aid in enforcing that rule as well as keep enemies out. As payment they simply got food (more or less half of each fee would be spent on stuff for them to eat) and the privilege to devour anyone who refused to pay up.
In the game I'm running now the party rogue rescued a baby mimic from goblins that were abusing it and it has become his buddy. The baby mimic (can become a jewelry box) turns into tools, hides his loot, and does other things for the rogue. He found it at level 2 or so, and now they're in epic levels but the mimic is still with him.
Make a deal with a group of mimics. Pretend to be a merchant. Travel where bandits are, mimics pretend to be boxes and creates...get paid to kill bandits, mimics eat. Bandits are dead
We had a 5e Spelljammer game with very strong Pratchettean/Red Dwarf vibes. We came across a group of sentient mimics, and adopted them mostly by accident. I think our non-verbal warforged cleric convinced them to be friendly by donating a few rolls of toilet paper to the chest, and we sent them redshirts every now and then to keep them satisfied once they joined the crew. Eventually it was discovered that this universe's mimics are constructed from sapient pearwood, which happened to be what we wanted to build a new, more powerful, ship from. One of them volunteered to become the "ship's computer", getting a sex-change in the process. It made sense at the time, but it seems a bit weird in hindsight.
ive had an idea for a while of a neutral mimic colony that runs, or more accurately is a tavern. all the staff, including the bartender are walking amorphous vaguely humanoid (to fit the guests' expectations) mimics. but the whole building and everything in it is made of mimics, down to the furniture, the dishes and silverware and anything else. which means the Furniture can change itself or rearrange at the guest's request. The colony facilitates people because gold is useful to buy food, but its favorite guests are adventurers, because it can do trade with them, giving them free services in return for bringing it the monsters they slay to feed it. the tavern can also protect itself pretty well, and any patrons who try to swindle, attack it, or make to much of a ruckus, usually aren't seen again.
That’s pretty dope Personally I would have a mimic colony at the beck and call of an illusionist villain that uses them for stuff like turning into physical objects in a mostly illusory space or landscape to further sell the illusion. You know, real mysterio shit.
@@matapavosgamer There is a monster in Hackmaster that messes with players that do this, it basically flies out of the door and burrows into thier head when they go listen through the door or look through the key hole. Then there's doors made out of treants that are like super pissed off about the whole thing and combative.
one of my favorite dm moments was a mimic that contained a mimic key, a seed of life if you will for mimics. my party had a habit of holding onto all sorts of crap for sessions. imagine my surprise when they immediately use it on the door to the top of their tower. turning the door into a mimic. they failed to pacify it and had to have a carpenter come by for a new door.
The fact that this Mimic has the same name as Alexander the Great's legendary horse gives me life. I was not expecting that to be the name it spoke but I am so glad it did
love when Skenk feeds a doggie biscuit to the mimic coin. Skenk Mcgank is every Player Character I adventured with in the late 80s after they reached level 18+. "Hey, can I use (x ability/spell) with (y monster) to do an obscenely cool thing?" My old community was the Strategic Games Society at Southern Illinois University and we had a bunch of players who put theories much like Skenk's into practice.
The key for a successful town of mimics is twofold: 1: They can't stay in one place for long. If they do, enough people are going to go missing, and enough stories about a town that 'suddenly appeared' will start to circulate. This will inevitably attract a lot of the staby, burny attention that gets mimics killed. 2: They have to pick their prey properly. Not everything that enters you should be considered prey, since particularly strong adventurers would wipe the town, and particularly fast ones would bring back trouble that will wipe the town. They need to let a few go, unaware that something was amiss, otherwise they'll bring more trouble on themselves than it's worth. To use this encounter properly, you want to foreshadow it (the PCS recieve a tip about this town that suddenly appeared where none were before, as well as rumors about travelers and caravans going missing. When they go there, however, it's gone. Later on, after they've probably forgotten about it, have them find the town in a different spot, which they then take the time explore it), and lull the players in with a false sense of security (Don't spring the trap immediately. Instead, have the mimics and their doppleganger allies treat the party to a festival, some drinks and food, and a good night's sleep at really cheap rates. Then, have the party attacked by the building they're sleeping in during the night;). If the players are paying attention, they'll pick up on the foreshadowing, and maybe a few hints during the festival that should tip them off (An improper manerism , an eye that suddenly closed on a building you get the drift). If they notice, it's a good encounter for a mid-level party. If they don't, well, this could be a deadly one for even high-level adventurers...
the festival and cheap inn is basically a giant warning klaxon that a town has a Dark Secret, if you really want to keep mimic town a secret scatter quest hooks around that coincedentally can only really be investigated the following day. if the party refuses and keeps digging a house loses it's patience and tries to eat them and you have a wacky fight scene an equally funny possibility is that mimic town is home to a grazing mimic mutation and they're actually completely benign, but everything they do is extremely suspicious
This might be a fun murder mystery one shot where a travelers hub is founded but the founder is suspected to be murdered by one of the adventurers at night. Everyone investigates the town and every other another until the gig is up and a massive encounter with the whole hub attacks the adventurers. Makes a great final encounter for the day.
i think this sort of village should be in a poorly mapped forrest or other area where such a thing could be hidden from any reasonable sightlines. exceptionally rugged mountains may be another good choice.
I once ran a town of mimics. town had disappearances, party went exploring. split the party only for one member to get attacked by a lightpost he was leaning on. meanwhile the others realized that cupboard in one person's house was actually part of the wall, the mimic had eaten a hole in the wall and then replaced both cupboard and wall behind it. soon it was a race as the whole town started coming to life, coins and fenceposts and wagon wheels skittering and trundling at them. mounted a grand defense in the center of town until they went rumbling off into the woods come daytime.
My party adopted a miniature mimic after it accidentally trapped itself inside of their bag of holding. It was a kleptomaniac, so they kept finding extra gold in it's little nest (sometimes including their own if they didn't hide their coin pouches before sleeping).
We had one guarding our cart,.. portable body disposal and item storage. It now mimics a suit of Armour outside the castles throne room in the town we inadvertently became rulers of after all the nobles were killed
Idea moment. Your character carries a fancy looking bag with them. It can store stuff in it just like any other bag, except now, nobody can really steal anything from it. In other words, that new fancy bag is actually a mimic that eats anyone who tries to pick pocket it's owner.
It would be especially funny if the Wizard thinks that it's a normal spellbook, and that it's normal for spellbooks to demand food. Bonus points if the mimic is smarter than the wizard and is manipulating them.
My party befriended the mimic in the death house after the chef bard (funnily enough named Beaucephalus) gave it some food. They named it Faux Dgeorge (fake door). He's a 3rd level monk now, and also a dhampir.
One of my players in my last game kept talking about this backpack mimic that was essentially a magical item that just sort of stopped other creatures from stealing from you. So I had them encounter this Ethereal Filcher, which was working with a mimic to kill anyone that had magical items on them. They killed the filcher, fed the mimic with goblin bodies and after like the 5th one, I had him hork up a baby mimic like the walkers in Tremors 2. Kutz, the main mimic, was indifferent to its offspring, so the player took it and named it Herbert. It's literally his adopted son now.
Actually the player himself was kind of brand new to D&D, and sort of wound up being a morally questionable character. Because I was playing off of the idea that kids tend to either emulate their parents, or go against them and their teens, this particular mimic is more of a good guy than his father is. He's actually saved the party a couple of times, because I happen to roll well. He's also staying a baby for quite a while because from what I read mimics age pretty slowly.
OOH! I USE MIMICS IN A SIMILAR WAY IN NY GAME! There’s a town full of mimics that share a symbiotic relationship with the people in it where the people basically maintain the well being of their mimics who take the shape of houses and roads and in exchange the mimics eat any would-be invaders as well as the occasional payment in livestock. The town itself is situated in a spot of decent strategic value so there’s always someone who wants to park their army there. It has a long standing reputation of being the home of “the only truly free people.”
I ran a game where the players went into an underground stronghold that held a vault. At the entrance was a couple of guards that they killed and farther down the hall was an elderly man starved that asked the players to free him. The guards strangely didn't have the keys as you would assume they would. So one plan was to bend the bars, they looked rickety and unkept. One of the players passed rations through the bars and became stuck to the bars. It was a trap, a mimic. The players had been slightly suspicious, but had never guessed this mimic to angler fish them into its maw. A horizontal line appeared across the bars as they split apart, the bars becoming teeth. The elderly mans limbs became tongue tendrils as they yanked the player inside the cage to be devoured. Combat instantly broke out and the fighter pulled out the sorcerer. They pummeled it into the ground. The players were excited. They hadn't expected it and ran through theories of what they thought the trick was going to be with the man in the cage. They never expected it was a mimic.
i love the idea of a mimic trader that sells the items its gotin from eating adventurers to others for gold or food. i just like the idea of trading with a sentient treasure chest that eats people theres something fun about that.
Thanks to the sidekick rules in Tasha's Cauldron of Everything, you can (DM permitting) have a juvenile mimic as a travel companion that levels up with your group. The juvenile mimic stat block is conveniently located in Tasha's in the environmental hazards section p.167.
I had my rogue once promising marriage to an armour stand mimic with a beautiful hanger in order to escape the mimic without a fight. I laughed so hard that I rolled with it. I also created the hanger mimic later on.
I have this concept of an entire town that's made up entirely of, like, 20 mimics and 8 or so changelings that just keep altering their configurations to simulate different parts of the town as the adventurers or merchants or whatever travel through it. The mimics feed on the bodies, the changelings steal their possessions, and then they all pack up into a bunch of wagons and move on down the road.
Sounds more like a carnival, maybe? A bit less suspect than a settled town that springs up overnight, and it would be easy for changelings to put up various roadside attractions to attract victims.
@@havcola6983 Honestly I prefer a town for how ominous it can be at the time of the big reveal, but you're right. What can be done is that, instead of moving fast, it can move slow but on underpopulated areas close to roads and such, so only adventurers encounter it. You can include it as a little adventure while travelling, so when they arrive to the destination (that I would put close after the town) someone would talk to them about the nature of this place, some details and such.
I actually made an encounter based around “How big can mimics be?” This was inspired by the ice cream lady from the Sponge-bob Movie. You enter the small town of Cimim, which is strange because it’s not marked on any maps you have come across before. *Interacting with an object, the player must make a dc 10 athletics check. Success results in the Mimic battle *Interacting with a person requires a dc 8 performance check. On success, Mimic battle, otherwise the person ignores you. Mimic battle: toss AS MANY MIMICS AT THE PLAYERS AS POSSIBLE. If the battle lasts more than 15 rounds, the ground starts to shake, and giant 30ft teeth begin to surround the town (if there are gaps, in the teeth and wether you tell the players about the time limit is up to you). If the players fail to escape the town by the time the mouth closes, the town begins to fill up with a lake of acid. Breaking through the wall of the Town Mimic requires a DC 17 strength check, or DC 15 ranged/melee spell attack. (If they escape and the town gets up and begins to chase them, is up to you)
I had a pet mimic... (after very determined effort and some excellent animal handling roles) it was like Rincewinds luggage! He carried my stuff, kept it safe from sticky fingers and I kept him fed..regularly and plentifully! Gosh i miss that ravenous little guy.
A chest mimic is so basic. As an aspiring underlord, you should employ one as a drainage grate or floor tile in your dungeon. How does this benefit you? Let me give you some... advice. 1: Adventurers are drawn towards doors and chests; they're familiar and signifiy progress as well as rewards. A drainage grate leads to sewers, filth, and other nastiness, they're often overlooked. 2: A grate is attached to a tunnel, meaning, once the mimic grabs its prey, much like a trapdoor spider, it can drag them away, seperating the group. Giving you time to get the jump on them or distracting them for a long time. 3: The mimic can also turn into a slab of stone or metal tile, providing your other minions with a hidden tunnel. And when needed, it can join the fight as well. (You may lose a minion or two, but, that's a sacrifice you should be willing to make.
Only if you try to kill the player characters. No player wants to split the party, but, it can be fun to split them up and see how they act and behave, once they no longer have access to a skillmonkey or the spellcaster with all the utility spells.
I made a western D&D where a member of the party bought a mimic gun. Basically a mimic that ate gunpowder so the guy would feed it bullets and it would spit out the shrapnel like a normal gun. Difference was the more he bonded with it the more it would help him aim (he could get up to a +3). Now I'm making a pirate D&D.
Story time! One of the best sessions I've ever played in or DM'd was a session I ran where part of our party couldn't make it, so they picked a job from a 'help' board in the tavern. They chose to help a little old lady who had a huge house spider in her basement. The woman couldn't offer much, but promised to give them what she could. As they ventured into her cluttered basement, everything seemed fine - until they got into the root cellar. There was a house spider - a medium-size mimic that was the runt of the litter and was a dollhouse with spider legs. It attacked, and they defended themselves... at which point I had a bunch of mimics - crates, jars, etc. - all attack. They fought their way out, then a rogue haggled on payment. While the rogue they realized she didn't have much, other party members realized the infestation may not be limited to the basement. They ended up escorting the old lady while she packed her important belongings - keeping an eye out for mimics, including some baby mimics that were pieces of clothing - then had her move in with her children. Finally, they burned the house down, standing guard at the doors to make sure none escaped. A one-off from a prompt generator turned into a 'secretly saving the town' story we wouldn't forget.
My goblin sat on a mimic disguised as a chair. It attempted to grapple her, but due to her being a barbarian grappled it instead. The mimic thus subdued quietly replaced her backpack because that’s where all the snacks are kept.
A self-repairing bridge for your evil army you say? Holy shit am I ever adding this to my game. I already put my players through a dungeon in which every room was mirrored, one being real, the other being filled with mimics. They'll love it.
one of my players IS a mimic! as the player says, his char is chaotic hungry (chaotic evil, but more leaning towards chaotic than evil) its very fun and sometimes game breaking since he is a shapeshifter, doing things like turning into a 10ft board to act as a bridge for his companions (who let him munch on bandit and cultist corpses, its an all "monster" party) or turning into a corpsebag to hide among other corpses for perfect stealth. its fun and sometimes headache inducing, but there are ways to counter him. he cannot turn into objects that classify as large UNLESS he drank a potion of Growth or whatever its called, he once used that to turn into a diving bell btw, his class is monk and i let his bite attacks count as unarmed attacks (same damage but piercing instead of bludgeoning), he sometimes lucks out REALLY hard with his flurry of blows and obliterates an enemy in 1 turn, i then let him describe how he obliterates the enemy. yes, its a graphic campaign with some gruesome encounters, like the current dungeon the players are in, where dragon cultists gathered piles upon piles of dead corpses to use in necromatic rituals to create undead corpse behemoths. I really love the ideas my co DM has for this arc (a player becomes my Co dm when its the players characters arc, although i still do most of the heavy lifting since im better at dming))
@@micahwest3566 it is the current endgoal for the end of the campaign is to have them fight inside a GIANT mecha Tarrasque against the dragon cult leader that infused himself with the majority of the energy of the prime chromatic dragons (the very first ones) and trying to superimpose and become Tiamat with the bonus infusion of this planets Tarrasques energy, turning into a multiheaded draconig abomination. I hope to be able to make it a bossfight in the style of Grandia 2, where the boss is made up out of multiple parts you can destroy to take out those parts abilities or directly destroy the main body. maybe i will allow the campaign to continue after that but what would the players then look towards then? what would be their goals after that? also the mecha tarrasque would be kaiju level in size, probably even larger since it pierces the clouds when standing up. its an ancient super weapon created by a now extinct civilisation that tried to intimidate the gods with it in their hubris.
I have a shop in my homebrew world that is a mimic that became a shop table. It puppets a big breasted elf puppet to lure in adventurers and only wants gold. It sells the gear of dead adventures to get more gold.
You all meet in a tavern sitting at a table reserved by the quest giver Party starts making jokes about what the quest giver will look like The table laughs and says "Looks like you all are here"
My group is composed entirely of DMs for other games, so it can be difficult to surprise each other. So when a mimic in a tomb we explored for a one shot offered to spare our underleveled lives if we cpuld make a deal with him, we were shocked. My wizard convinced the mimic he'd bring people and/or game in every week for it to eat *and* give it a snack (his arm) for it to eat right now in exchange for access to the library of the wizard who made the tomb. Now the mimic is his familiar and people and pets go missing from time to time.
What's the arm situation looking like? We talking full-metal automail? We talkin using mage hand as a replacement outside of combat? We talkin peg-arm?
I ran a campaign where a mysterious mountain grew from nothing in 100 years and had a treasure hidden inside but no one who went there ever returned. The mountain itself was a huge mimic, the players loved that twist. It was even more impactful because they were inside it at the time
I had a chat with a DM about the most evil uses for a mimic. My favorites were: 1. Disguise as a dead body. Adventurers will NEVER resist looting a fellow fallen adventurer in a cave or ruin. 2. As a ladder. A particularly devious mimic will break a necessary ladder and then assume its form. It's super reliable and can potentially split the party if it uses this ability at an inconvenient time.
Reminds me of when my party and I trapped some mimics in a bag of holding, named them all "Clyde", and went around threatening people with the "Clyde Collective".
One of the campaigns I was in, I played a sailor that ended up with his own boat and the other plays became crew members. One of the NPC that followed us [Basically the DM's PC, well played] kept a Mimic on the boat as a pet. Over time it grew in size and split off into other mimics. One mimic started to eat the ship and was slowly taking over, which would lead to a group of thief's learning the hard way of why you shouldn't rob people. Many smaller ones replaced items in her room. There was a Mimic that became a bar of Iron, which my character used to create a legendary sword without knowing it and it allowed the user to change the sword into whatever weapon or tool they wanted, as well attack back on its own as a reaction when the user was stuck. Needless to say, was very interesting and fun dealing with the creatures that are used to scare... as well murder adventurers. Wish more DM's would do this.
You know, this is funny. My players just befriended the Mimics from Dragon of Icespire Peak (if you played it you know which one ;) instead of murdering it. It was a great subversion to the trope and my players' hearts melted when the suspicious wooden shield by the slippery bridge next to the waterfall changed its message from "slippery when wet" to "Family" when asked what it wants. So the mimic has been adopted.
So, I love this, because of something that's recently happened in my home game. My players discovered the old curio shop in town was crawling with mimics. A few of the mimics could speak, and quite well. All told there were about 20 mimics in this old dude's shop, and he had sold another 11 to townsfolk over the years. So, the party took the ones from the shop, rounded up the loose ones about town, and now the 31 mimics live in the old wizard tower the party is based in. So... now they have a colony of mimics... fun!
I love the idea of a coin mimic. Tiny and shiny, lurking in donation bowls, or in some adventurer's pouch, just waiting for a careless errant finger to pass by.
Actually the Donation Bowl idea is an amazing world building idea. Basically the donation bow own has the coin mimic in the bowl to keep out any pick pockets, paying the mimic in meat scraps and the like. You can even have it be a industancy in some cases. Have a particularly sticky finger party? Well let see how many fingers they lose...
I was inspired by McGank to create a chaotic evil character. His name is Boomsie, he's a goblin wizard, he would take any risk to help out his friends, and he hopes to one day be a dark lord. Not _the_ dark lord, that's how you get killed; just _a_ dark lord.
In second edition there was a mimic called a House Hunter the small ones would be about 10' tall where the more Ancient ones would range about 30'-40' tall and are very...very scary it's also stated that they develop a hard shell that they use to look like buildings. A fun adventure idea would be a "haunted house" sort of set up when it's really something much more terrifying while the treasure of the location is in it's belly. I may have to GM the party and convince them to enter one *evil plotting*
I was actually working on a story where a major problem that the city's adventurer's guild was having was what they called "Fool's Bane", mimics that were showing up in the sewers disguised as treasure chests. Shiny, golden, gaudy treasure chests that had no place in the sewers. They were obviously traps, but amateur adventurers kept seeing them and getting eaten because they weren't wise or jaded enough to realize that it was a monster in disguise.
A wholesome mimic colony tavern that shapeshifts rooms for new guests to cater for them, and sometimes the most charismatic mimic takes on a specific form for a show on the shapeshifting stage - they don't take gold but ask for special meals or even a "surprise me" option to pay for drinks and lodging
Interestingly, in one of our campaigns, the party did actually befriend a mimic. He now lives in the basement, serving loyally as garbage/corpse disposal. His name is Gym, and we love him very much.
@@coyraig8332 homebrew rules would allow it, but in pure vanilla, all mimics are incredibly heavy, like a regular chest sized mimic is 400lbs. also, im not sure how effective theyd be as armor unless you get incredibly close to someone and your armor all of a sudden takes a bite out of them. would be intersting tho
My favorite interpretation of mimics comes from Dungeon Meshi. Basically, mimics there are hermit crabs that make various objects their temporary homes.
Man it started so strong and light hearted in-spite of its subject matter started to get way too serious around the third or fourth book instead of embracing it’s ludicrous nature…what a waste of a fun concept.
Ah yes, from his humble upbringing by Lizardfolk to his rite of passage into the School of Necromancy and his eventual addition to Team Funsize, replacing the prior dearly departed Johann Von Generico. RIP
I picture a swarm of hive-minded Mimics that all speak as one. Like a dining room full of fake food and dinnerware, and the voice is like a sinister disembodied hiss. It would take a really high perception check to see that the voice was coming from the objects on the table themselves.
My wizard found a "baby" mimic. Decided to raise it as my familiar, which turned out to be a lot of trouble. But eventually, I had a handbag that contained my spellbook, gold, and other small valuable trinkets that would bite the hand off of anyone who reached in who didn't smell like lavender. Yes, my wizard would use Presti to flavor her hand to bypass the mimic defenses.
Sigh...I miss Bitey.
That is a stroke of genius.
The person who designed their chest to look suspiciously like a mimic so no one would steal their shot had the right idea
Once played a character who was raised by an enormous sapient mimic that took the form of an orphanage.
The mimic was genuinely altruistic and cared for the kids (think Danny the Street from Doom Patrol), only eating with a mouth in the basement of a nearby butcher shop that a couple of the orphans who grew up there ran for that purpose of feeding them. For the sake of privacy and trying to minimize the freakiness of living inside a sapient creature, they'd only see and speak from statues, busts, paintings, and other stuff with a clearly recognizable face. Unless there was an emergency of course. Once someone broke in to kidnap a kid, tentacles formed from the walls and floor to beat the guy senseless then spit him out the window.
All the orphans helped keep the mimic a secret, since if word got out it would probably lead to people assuming the mimic was eating kids, followed by adventurers showing up to kill the 'monster'.
Damn that’s incredibly creative
That's really cool! I once came up with an adventuring village housed inside a trench coat of holding. A single party inhabited at first but over time they accumulated a town's worth of people and creatures and I could see a benevolent mimic orphanage being a resident there.
@@Banchoking I love that idea too!
I was actually thinking of Danny the Street myself after watching this!
That's awesome as hell! Sounds like a slightly more horrifying Hogwarts, except in this case the school actually doesn't want to murder and devour children.
The Barkeeper asked why we carried weapons on us in the bar. I said "Mimics". The Barkeeper laughed, the party laughed, the table laughed, we killed the table. It was a good time.
Underrated comment.
@@gammothguy297 maybe cause it’s an overused meme..
@@nadiabairamis3854 Then it’s overused for a reason.
@@gammothguy297 I don’t disagree!! I love that meme.
@@nadiabairamis3854 I hadn't heard it before, just coz you've heard it before doesn't mean it's not worth saying.
I love the blink-and-you-miss-it Coin Mimic Skenk is holding
Skenk Mcganc is quick becoming the final boss of a D&D campaign. Murderer of innocents and downtrodden heroes, backstabber of friends, a necromancer with an army of undead, and now an army of mimics.
Watch he finally gets foiled not by a bunch of epic adventurers, but some low level adventurers dismantle his armies, destroyed his back-up clones, and gave his brother a charlie horse by sheer luck
he would be hilarious to encounter, especially since instead of monologuing he tries to reasonably discuss things with you. All while setting up his own traps.
with revive action for a payback campaign.
I'm pretty sure he was the BBEG of Trevor's campaign, even if Trevor lost the campaign.
@@enixxe Don't say that! Trevor could always be reincarnated! XD
Point of contention, Mimics are listed as "neutral" not "evil." and I suspect their diet is not limited to adventurers. You live in a dungeon as an ambush predator, you can't be particular about the things you eat.
I favor the idea that mimics are only aggressive because they are hungry predators. With proper socialization, even low intelligence animalistic mimics can be tamed and are no more intrinsically dangerous than wolves. Intelligent talking mimics, meanwhile, are people who can be dealt with as people. They seem rare only because they don't usually broadcast their nature to the world. That woodcutter whose a bit weird and really likes his steak? Mimic. Bank owner who always seems to be inside the vault inventorying things and escorting patrons? Mimic ( as is the vault).
Skenk Mcgank is a beautifully evil character. He is an inspiration.
The whole Mackgank family is
Yeah, but he's also so pleasant about it too. He's not dour evil, or megalomanic about it - it's just his job that he happens to love. His laugh would be more genuine than evil, even as it comes from truly evil things. It's not an act - it's a way of life. And Skenk loves life. Living the life he has, and taking the lives he doesn't.
He prefers the term "Cartoonishly Evil"
@@sechran "And taking the lives he doesn't"
*~Slow clap~* I lost it.
It's a crime that there isn't a playlist of his adventures and lessons thus far.
Mimics only add one thing to dnd in vanilla, scaring all players into thinking every chest is a mimic. But having you're big evil boss's army have speedily buildable war machines and bridges that is cool. They could even set up a bunch of mimics as grass and earth so when the first wave comes they are devoured by the very earth under their feet
mimics can only be brown like wood or grey like stone. they are unable to copy other colors, so they couldn't be grass. a mimic's transformation isn't magical, it's a biological process and is thus limited to the biology of the mimics. a mimic chest will never have metal fasteners, a mimic door will never have a glass handle.
If you're encountering mimics disguised as chests, your DM is either uncreative or they're setting you up for the big mimic.
However that leads players to assume everything is a mimic. But the example in this video of an out of place "clean" item, plus some context clues feels fair.
@@scottbarrie1279 My favorite is a mimic disguised as a wooden floor in an old run down shack. If the mimic is big enough, it can be the entire shack.
@@Sparrow_Bloodhunter so in Sloanes scenario, you'd have a field of busted trees and medium/large rock formations and it would still work. Just not as grass. Also, homebrew rules, and I'd love to see more complex versions of mimics, that could transform into various other materials. Maybe they would have to like, ancient mimics that have been around for 1000s of years before they get the ability to change their mimic makeup
@@scottbarrie1279 Does that first statement about being uncreative for using Mimic chests apply to first time DMs who are just getting their feet wet in the world of running a campaign or do they get a free pass? 🤔
The chest is an interesting idea. Make it look like a badly disguised mimic to ward off low-level adventurers and keep the goods safe.
a magical trinket shop was selling a hat that could transform into any hat on command. He claimed it was a transmuting hat, but detect magic did not register any magic on the hat at all, and yet it did transform. The merchant offered the players one common magical item or magical trinket of their choice from his shop in exchange for running the tailor out of business.
The ranger picked the hat. Over the next week the Ranger noticed his packed rations going missing, and even after a zone of truth no one fessed up to eating them. They camped every night in a tiny hut, so they knew it wasn’t some animal sneaking in. The ranger figured it out, and began feeding the hat directly, it kept it a secret from the other players.
"I'm going to seduce the chest."
"Ok... On your way to seducing the chest, you're grappled by the cabinet who likes to shout their name."
Freaking dittos.
BuCEPHaluuus!
You know, this sort of situation could also apply to bards.
Think about it.
Floopsy the Troubadour and his mimic harem.
Adventurer: If you're a mimic, you HAVE to tell me if I ask.
Chest: There's no law that says that!
. . . wait. Ah, sh*t.
I can't believe how nobody is talking about the death of Norp. He was too beautiful and trusting for this world. I'm hope he and Billy are having fun in whatever plane of existence they got sent to.
I ran a game where the pc's found an abandoned fishing village, only to later to witness benches, tables, anvils and drawers all meet in the square to discuss living there and raising more babies. The babies were disguised as envelopes and coin purses. It was a delight watching my players sweat bullets trying to avoid just about everything in the town.
One of the more fun characters I've played in DnD was a 'mimic' character named "Chest". He was a treasure chest. Who sprouted arms and legs to move. Circle of the Lands druid, so he had some shapeshifting, and the Faceless background so he could turn into his alter ego: "Crate". Yes, it worked _exactly_ how you think it did. His backstory was basically he lived in a dungeon for a while, kept seeing it get looted by adventurers and his buddies getting killed repeatedly. His take: "Okay, _clearly_ these adventurers know what's up, I'mma go join them instead." So, he made his way into town and registered as an adventurer. Then he found out "Oh hey, If I do this 'adventuring' stuff I get lots of gold and can use that to buy meat/food. Awesome."
gold can be exchanged for goods and services
"so, let me get this clear. you are saying I am encouraged to eat ALL the goblins and you will give me MORE food for that? this 'work' thing sounds awesome."
@@AkiKii519 Oh it gets better. Chest's means of melee combat was a Cantrip called "Primal Savagery" (the _other_ druid melee spell) which causes the caster to grow teeth and/or claws and deal acid damage. So yes, he _was_ regularly making _acidic bite attacks_ ... leaping acidic bite attacks on several notable occasions.
Our DM had made several stores for the party to go and purchase items at. One of them was a magic items shop. Upon entry, nobody is at the counter, a chest is at the side of the counter, and there are dozens upon dozens of items strewn about the store, swords, armor, shields, tankards, scrolls. You name it. Our warlock investigates the counter,, attempting to find some service while the party starts examining.
The Warlock goes behind the counter until a sharp 'Stay on the other side, Please' - and a big THUD of the Chest jumping and landing on the counter. The Warlock screams, the Chest screams, we rush forward, screaming. - And we discover that the owner of the store is a Mimic, of whom is very friendly and is happy to do trade with the Party. . . And then we come to realize that every single item in the store is a Mimic. The Armor, Mimic. The Weapons, Mimics. The Scrolls -(Were scrolls)-.
We ended up buying a Great Club, named Billy. A Morningstar named Crash. A Satchel named Big Lug who was a bag of Holding, but required to be fed lest he eat a stored item. Two Twinned Machetes named Hack and Slash. A 'Wood' Shield named Gripply, Beloved twin daggers Stibbity and Stabbity, an Estoc Rapier named Quip, and a small satchel named Eggy.
They ALL had unique abilities associated with them, all were sentient, and the DM said that they would progressively level up alongside us the players so long as we took care of them.
The Entire Party had Mimic equipment that all willingly chose to come with the party, and we all paid a handsome price for the opportunity. Then we all devised ways to buy more later for our home. Good game...
That took a different turn than I expected. Sounds like it was a fun campaign.
Awesome idea! What sort of abilities?
@@maxwilliamson3701 Eggy, the satchel would allow you to retrieve and use an item as a free action.
Gripply, the shield. Would, if the person targetting the wearer got a crit failure, steal their weapon and inflict a 1d4 bite attack. Then fling the weapon away.
Billy the great club could have his head flung at an enemy. Allowing our barbarian a ranged attack that dealt Great Club damage and on a hit, if the target failed a con save. Would be knocked prone from a giant mouth chomping on their face. And youd have to retrieve the head to return to foing damage, as it would turn into a quarter staff weapon when you did that.
This is amazing!
One of my best moments was having the party work for a shady guy at an inn in the middle of nowhere: for their final job, they stole an artifact from a convoy, and brought it back to the inn, where it would be sent to places unknown. Just as they were leaving, an angry young dragon landed right in front of the inn, intent on getting his artifact back by smashing the whole thing.
Then the inn bit the dragon by the neck, and snapped it, with a sickening crunch. The party started running, and never looked back.
my innkeeper is a lvl 20 druid, he's managed to convince an entire colony of mimics to act as his inn. He feeds them the people who try to start shit with him.
Im stealing this for my game
You could always just find a Genius Loci, they are basically giant super mimics that spawn into existence in magic rich areas that have been abandoned or untouched. They developed a personality that mirrors the first sentient being that enters their area. And develop a close relationship with said being.
They can be anywhere between the size of a large building or as big as a forest, heck they can even be as large as a small moon.
As long as it's large, magically rich, and no sentient creature is there it can develop a Genius Loci!
Make a cult whose crazed leader believes it's a extension of himself and proof of his godhood!
Make it a magical friendly forest that was discovered by a kind priest and is thus kind and helpful.
Or make it a giant castle that is now lumbering through the country side ruled by the kobalt king who discovered it and is now using it to conquer the continent. (He was just a random kobalt when he found it)
"don't start none. Won't be none."
Pub rules:
Pay your tab.
Violence outside (NO EXCEPTIONS).
F*** AROUND= FIND OUT.
We DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB.
I always had this fun idea for an encounter. A bunch of highly intelligent mimics hiding in a tavern storage room, each disguised as a different form of container (barrels, crates, jars, etc.). They are known as the Council of Containment, and they are there to defend the tavern from na’er-do-wells and pests (the tavern’s in the slums, so they have a great combination of both to feed off of). They give the party the task of not killing the rat infestation beneath the tavern, but capturing them and bringing them up so the council can have a nice meal. Perhaps there’s a lost member of the council down there, perhaps there’s a plot hook among the rats, perhaps one of the council members conspiring against his fellows, perhaps the council and the tavern they reside in become something of a home base for the party who has earned their favor. Or maybe it’s just a nice little self-contained (no pun intended) story to start both you and your characters off on their adventure.
Remember, mimics can impersonate so many things! Coffins! Wardrobes! Outhouses! Bookshelves! Shoes! Bathtubs! Outhouses! First aid kits! Bags of marbles! Sinks! Outhouses! Buckets! Outhouses!
Don’t forget doors and windows.
Definitely outhouses. There's nothing like catching your players with their pants down.
@@ntolman You forgot about the outhouse.
Some dude :Oh damn. The front wheel of my cart broke.
McGenk: Animate dead can solve this
I once played a mimic pretending to be an anime girl. The “girl” looked oddly wooden and doll-like. Technically the cloak “she” was wearing was the mimic’s actual body with red button eyes, and the “girl” was its shapeshifted tongue. It was incredibly creepy and didn’t understand the concept of morality so it ate people a lot.
This is amazing
I once ran a mimic that impersonated an entire horse-drawn carriage, driver and all. Super fun.
"Step inside, Travellers! Rest your weary bones and I'll take you to your next destination free of charge!"
@@TinySwanGrandAdventures The driver melds into the body of the carriage, promising the gang that he knows a shortcut.
It's like that icecream-stand-worm-thing from spongebob.
I'd've least made it multiple.
"You ever feel like maybe we're a little, I dunno, cartoonishly evil?" lol
Gotta love Scank Mgank. He’s like the mischievous ‘leader’ of the party making sure he slowly comes out on top.
a mimic collective, a huge air elemental, earth elemental, fire elemental and water elemental all team up. you arrive at a town in a valley by a lake with a mountain on the opposite side, the clouds look beautiful in the bright morning sun. you get to the town and as grognak steps his foot into the city limit he finds himself glued to the road. roll for initiative as the scenery comes to life to kick your ass.
Holy shit. I’m doing this.
I absolutely love Skank's bone-drawn carraige
The little pitter patter of the feet I'm dying
This inspired me. I really love the idea of a traveling merchant that travels dangerous roads and safely does so because of the mimic they keep in the back. Any time there's danger they just BAMF out, abandoning the cart, and let the bandits' greed take care of the rest.
That's a fire idea I really wish I could play dnd but it's a bit to far for me to get to any and work
I had the idea for a human shaped mimic to play as. It would link up with adventurers to lure out it's favorite food....goblins. I was gonna play it like they were just a really weird and quiet person. It would also have a horrible The Thing transformation sequence when it was eating time. I was gonna make sure only the dm knew, as well.
I had an infamous Pirate in one of my games and as my adventurers aproached him he was being attacked by a bronze Dragon. They didn't interfere with the situation because they didn't feel like being spitroasted for some criminal's sake but then when the Pirate finally lured the Dragon on his ship it was overwhelmed by the ship itself as it slowly, painfully, devoured the the giant lizard for nutrition.
The Mimic ship was a fun toy for brewing in the campaign as describing its actions was somewhat creepy but with time the party grew on it and its fun banter with the Captain, where he would complain that the chewed on whale corpses where leaving a trail and it would respond by reminding him he didn't have any crewmates left for sacrifice so it would do what it pleased.
this just gave me an idea for an adventure where a giant colony of thousands of Mimics form a village and castle occupied by a figure who appears to be a classic invisible man style character, constantly wearing bandages all over his body, also sometimes appearing to be invisible, terrorising the residents of the village and drawing in parties of adventurers to be feasted on by the mimics. The final revelation is that the invisible man is not in fact an invisible man, but rather a bunch of mimics transforming into the clothes and bandages to imitate such a man, with the cases where he seemed ‘invisible’ in fact being the mimics encompassing the area, well, mimicking his voice and actions.
do you know of critical role season 2 the last area of the campaign its basically that but made from a bunch of people
I once ran upon a small mimic colony that essentially adopted the job of a bridge troll. They made up the bridge towards a small city that was built into the side of a cliff, said bridge being the only way in.
The mayor demanded a toll for everyone crossing it and the mimics would aid in enforcing that rule as well as keep enemies out.
As payment they simply got food (more or less half of each fee would be spent on stuff for them to eat) and the privilege to devour anyone who refused to pay up.
In the game I'm running now the party rogue rescued a baby mimic from goblins that were abusing it and it has become his buddy. The baby mimic (can become a jewelry box) turns into tools, hides his loot, and does other things for the rogue. He found it at level 2 or so, and now they're in epic levels but the mimic is still with him.
Oh, that Mimic Bridge is going on all of my random encounter tables for the rest of time.
Make a deal with a group of mimics. Pretend to be a merchant. Travel where bandits are, mimics pretend to be boxes and creates...get paid to kill bandits, mimics eat. Bandits are dead
I'm sad when I started reading this I assumed utter evil. Like worst case scenario.... And I was wrong...
That's epic.
Nom nom
The ultimate bandit sweeping scheme ever…
Blood thirsty creature: *exists*
Party member: "I'm gonna make you my pet"
Not blood thirsty, just hungry... and creepy...
Damn. The idea of the whole town of mimics... It's horrifying.
It's in Tasha's Cauldron of Everything. It's such a fucking cool idea.
We had a 5e Spelljammer game with very strong Pratchettean/Red Dwarf vibes.
We came across a group of sentient mimics, and adopted them mostly by accident. I think our non-verbal warforged cleric convinced them to be friendly by donating a few rolls of toilet paper to the chest, and we sent them redshirts every now and then to keep them satisfied once they joined the crew.
Eventually it was discovered that this universe's mimics are constructed from sapient pearwood, which happened to be what we wanted to build a new, more powerful, ship from. One of them volunteered to become the "ship's computer", getting a sex-change in the process.
It made sense at the time, but it seems a bit weird in hindsight.
ive had an idea for a while of a neutral mimic colony that runs, or more accurately is a tavern. all the staff, including the bartender are walking amorphous vaguely humanoid (to fit the guests' expectations) mimics. but the whole building and everything in it is made of mimics, down to the furniture, the dishes and silverware and anything else. which means the Furniture can change itself or rearrange at the guest's request. The colony facilitates people because gold is useful to buy food, but its favorite guests are adventurers, because it can do trade with them, giving them free services in return for bringing it the monsters they slay to feed it. the tavern can also protect itself pretty well, and any patrons who try to swindle, attack it, or make to much of a ruckus, usually aren't seen again.
Great idea!
I'll be using this if you don't mind
@@OrangeColt yeah of course! go ahead
Particularly rowdy customers just get eaten where they stand
That’s pretty dope
Personally I would have a mimic colony at the beck and call of an illusionist villain that uses them for stuff like turning into physical objects in a mostly illusory space or landscape to further sell the illusion. You know, real mysterio shit.
People always suspect the chest, but no one ever prematurely stabs a door…
great way to stop adventurers from even entering a treasure room!
I just realized that I have a fighter in my party that always checks doors by trying to hear things on the other side
@@matapavosgamer Hope he doesn't like his ear.
@@matapavosgamer There is a monster in Hackmaster that messes with players that do this, it basically flies out of the door and burrows into thier head when they go listen through the door or look through the key hole. Then there's doors made out of treants that are like super pissed off about the whole thing and combative.
one of my favorite dm moments was a mimic that contained a mimic key, a seed of life if you will for mimics. my party had a habit of holding onto all sorts of crap for sessions. imagine my surprise when they immediately use it on the door to the top of their tower. turning the door into a mimic. they failed to pacify it and had to have a carpenter come by for a new door.
The fact that this Mimic has the same name as Alexander the Great's legendary horse gives me life. I was not expecting that to be the name it spoke but I am so glad it did
love when Skenk feeds a doggie biscuit to the mimic coin. Skenk Mcgank is every Player Character I adventured with in the late 80s after they reached level 18+. "Hey, can I use (x ability/spell) with (y monster) to do an obscenely cool thing?" My old community was the Strategic Games Society at Southern Illinois University and we had a bunch of players who put theories much like Skenk's into practice.
The key for a successful town of mimics is twofold:
1: They can't stay in one place for long. If they do, enough people are going to go missing, and enough stories about a town that 'suddenly appeared' will start to circulate. This will inevitably attract a lot of the staby, burny attention that gets mimics killed.
2: They have to pick their prey properly. Not everything that enters you should be considered prey, since particularly strong adventurers would wipe the town, and particularly fast ones would bring back trouble that will wipe the town. They need to let a few go, unaware that something was amiss, otherwise they'll bring more trouble on themselves than it's worth.
To use this encounter properly, you want to foreshadow it (the PCS recieve a tip about this town that suddenly appeared where none were before, as well as rumors about travelers and caravans going missing. When they go there, however, it's gone. Later on, after they've probably forgotten about it, have them find the town in a different spot, which they then take the time explore it), and lull the players in with a false sense of security (Don't spring the trap immediately. Instead, have the mimics and their doppleganger allies treat the party to a festival, some drinks and food, and a good night's sleep at really cheap rates. Then, have the party attacked by the building they're sleeping in during the night;).
If the players are paying attention, they'll pick up on the foreshadowing, and maybe a few hints during the festival that should tip them off (An improper manerism , an eye that suddenly closed on a building you get the drift). If they notice, it's a good encounter for a mid-level party. If they don't, well, this could be a deadly one for even high-level adventurers...
the festival and cheap inn is basically a giant warning klaxon that a town has a Dark Secret, if you really want to keep mimic town a secret scatter quest hooks around that coincedentally can only really be investigated the following day. if the party refuses and keeps digging a house loses it's patience and tries to eat them and you have a wacky fight scene
an equally funny possibility is that mimic town is home to a grazing mimic mutation and they're actually completely benign, but everything they do is extremely suspicious
@@Yinlock470 That's the point, though. You want to red flag things so that, when they lose characters, they have no one to blame but themselves.
This might be a fun murder mystery one shot where a travelers hub is founded but the founder is suspected to be murdered by one of the adventurers at night. Everyone investigates the town and every other another until the gig is up and a massive encounter with the whole hub attacks the adventurers. Makes a great final encounter for the day.
imagine a city that slowly crawls across the countryside as mimics shift around
i think this sort of village should be in a poorly mapped forrest or other area where such a thing could be hidden from any reasonable sightlines.
exceptionally rugged mountains may be another good choice.
I once ran a town of mimics. town had disappearances, party went exploring. split the party only for one member to get attacked by a lightpost he was leaning on. meanwhile the others realized that cupboard in one person's house was actually part of the wall, the mimic had eaten a hole in the wall and then replaced both cupboard and wall behind it. soon it was a race as the whole town started coming to life, coins and fenceposts and wagon wheels skittering and trundling at them. mounted a grand defense in the center of town until they went rumbling off into the woods come daytime.
My party adopted a miniature mimic after it accidentally trapped itself inside of their bag of holding. It was a kleptomaniac, so they kept finding extra gold in it's little nest (sometimes including their own if they didn't hide their coin pouches before sleeping).
Awwwwww
We had one guarding our cart,.. portable body disposal and item storage. It now mimics a suit of Armour outside the castles throne room in the town we inadvertently became rulers of after all the nobles were killed
Idea moment.
Your character carries a fancy looking bag with them. It can store stuff in it just like any other bag, except now, nobody can really steal anything from it. In other words, that new fancy bag is actually a mimic that eats anyone who tries to pick pocket it's owner.
Someone at my table is playing a wizard who has a mimic spellbook. Lots of fun shenanigans
I never thought about a mimic spell book. thats amazing
It would be especially funny if the Wizard thinks that it's a normal spellbook, and that it's normal for spellbooks to demand food.
Bonus points if the mimic is smarter than the wizard and is manipulating them.
@@DarkKnightofIT The PC is actually the mimic who is using the wizard as a front for his operations!
The Monstrous Book of Monsters.
My party befriended the mimic in the death house after the chef bard (funnily enough named Beaucephalus) gave it some food. They named it Faux Dgeorge (fake door). He's a 3rd level monk now, and also a dhampir.
One of my players in my last game kept talking about this backpack mimic that was essentially a magical item that just sort of stopped other creatures from stealing from you. So I had them encounter this Ethereal Filcher, which was working with a mimic to kill anyone that had magical items on them. They killed the filcher, fed the mimic with goblin bodies and after like the 5th one, I had him hork up a baby mimic like the walkers in Tremors 2. Kutz, the main mimic, was indifferent to its offspring, so the player took it and named it Herbert. It's literally his adopted son now.
Sounds like keeping a Tiger cub... cute and cuddly until it turns into 300lbs of murder
@@3L3C7R0N0 The perfect pet for murder hobos?
Actually the player himself was kind of brand new to D&D, and sort of wound up being a morally questionable character. Because I was playing off of the idea that kids tend to either emulate their parents, or go against them and their teens, this particular mimic is more of a good guy than his father is. He's actually saved the party a couple of times, because I happen to roll well. He's also staying a baby for quite a while because from what I read mimics age pretty slowly.
Awwwwwwwww
Actually had a fun idea to have an “abandoned” town that was really friendly to adventurers. The town is made of mimics.
OOH! I USE MIMICS IN A SIMILAR WAY IN NY GAME! There’s a town full of mimics that share a symbiotic relationship with the people in it where the people basically maintain the well being of their mimics who take the shape of houses and roads and in exchange the mimics eat any would-be invaders as well as the occasional payment in livestock. The town itself is situated in a spot of decent strategic value so there’s always someone who wants to park their army there. It has a long standing reputation of being the home of “the only truly free people.”
I ran a game where the players went into an underground stronghold that held a vault. At the entrance was a couple of guards that they killed and farther down the hall was an elderly man starved that asked the players to free him. The guards strangely didn't have the keys as you would assume they would. So one plan was to bend the bars, they looked rickety and unkept. One of the players passed rations through the bars and became stuck to the bars.
It was a trap, a mimic. The players had been slightly suspicious, but had never guessed this mimic to angler fish them into its maw. A horizontal line appeared across the bars as they split apart, the bars becoming teeth. The elderly mans limbs became tongue tendrils as they yanked the player inside the cage to be devoured. Combat instantly broke out and the fighter pulled out the sorcerer. They pummeled it into the ground. The players were excited. They hadn't expected it and ran through theories of what they thought the trick was going to be with the man in the cage.
They never expected it was a mimic.
i love the idea of a mimic trader that sells the items its gotin from eating adventurers to others for gold or food. i just like the idea of trading with a sentient treasure chest that eats people theres something fun about that.
Aight time to add a wandering emporium that is just a mimic colony
@@ted5610 :D nice mimic love
Thanks to the sidekick rules in Tasha's Cauldron of Everything, you can (DM permitting) have a juvenile mimic as a travel companion that levels up with your group. The juvenile mimic stat block is conveniently located in Tasha's in the environmental hazards section p.167.
* Builds massive moving bridge for undead army.
* Bridge eats army as it crosses.
You could use skeletons.
It doesn't say they don't eat the bones.
I had my rogue once promising marriage to an armour stand mimic with a beautiful hanger in order to escape the mimic without a fight. I laughed so hard that I rolled with it. I also created the hanger mimic later on.
That’s a weird warp of Corpse Bride
I have this concept of an entire town that's made up entirely of, like, 20 mimics and 8 or so changelings that just keep altering their configurations to simulate different parts of the town as the adventurers or merchants or whatever travel through it. The mimics feed on the bodies, the changelings steal their possessions, and then they all pack up into a bunch of wagons and move on down the road.
Man, this sounds creepy as fuck and I love it. I hope you don't mind if I use the idea for a campaign of mine!
Sounds more like a carnival, maybe? A bit less suspect than a settled town that springs up overnight, and it would be easy for changelings to put up various roadside attractions to attract victims.
@@havcola6983 Honestly I prefer a town for how ominous it can be at the time of the big reveal, but you're right. What can be done is that, instead of moving fast, it can move slow but on underpopulated areas close to roads and such, so only adventurers encounter it.
You can include it as a little adventure while travelling, so when they arrive to the destination (that I would put close after the town) someone would talk to them about the nature of this place, some details and such.
Skenk's officially reached BBEG status, we're so proud.
Didn't he already do that in the video with the Help Action?
I actually made an encounter based around “How big can mimics be?”
This was inspired by the ice cream lady from the Sponge-bob Movie.
You enter the small town of Cimim, which is strange because it’s not marked on any maps you have come across before.
*Interacting with an object, the player must make a dc 10 athletics check. Success results in the Mimic battle
*Interacting with a person requires a dc 8 performance check. On success, Mimic battle, otherwise the person ignores you.
Mimic battle: toss AS MANY MIMICS AT THE PLAYERS AS POSSIBLE. If the battle lasts more than 15 rounds, the ground starts to shake, and giant 30ft teeth begin to surround the town (if there are gaps, in the teeth and wether you tell the players about the time limit is up to you).
If the players fail to escape the town by the time the mouth closes, the town begins to fill up with a lake of acid. Breaking through the wall of the Town Mimic requires a DC 17 strength check, or DC 15 ranged/melee spell attack.
(If they escape and the town gets up and begins to chase them, is up to you)
Easy there, Satan. What level is the party you want to sling this at?
@@smartestmoronx19 Depends on how much fun the DM wants to have.
I had a pet mimic... (after very determined effort and some excellent animal handling roles) it was like Rincewinds luggage! He carried my stuff, kept it safe from sticky fingers and I kept him fed..regularly and plentifully! Gosh i miss that ravenous little guy.
A chest mimic is so basic. As an aspiring underlord, you should employ one as a drainage grate or floor tile in your dungeon.
How does this benefit you? Let me give you some... advice.
1: Adventurers are drawn towards doors and chests; they're familiar and signifiy progress as well as rewards. A drainage grate leads to sewers, filth, and other nastiness, they're often overlooked.
2: A grate is attached to a tunnel, meaning, once the mimic grabs its prey, much like a trapdoor spider, it can drag them away, seperating the group. Giving you time to get the jump on them or distracting them for a long time.
3: The mimic can also turn into a slab of stone or metal tile, providing your other minions with a hidden tunnel. And when needed, it can join the fight as well. (You may lose a minion or two, but, that's a sacrifice you should be willing to make.
"They're often overlooked," which means the mimic is going longer between meals.
@@bthsr7113 just put it in a tight hallway problem solved
Feels a little cheap though right?
Only if you try to kill the player characters.
No player wants to split the party, but, it can be fun to split them up and see how they act and behave, once they no longer have access to a skillmonkey or the spellcaster with all the utility spells.
I made a western D&D where a member of the party bought a mimic gun. Basically a mimic that ate gunpowder so the guy would feed it bullets and it would spit out the shrapnel like a normal gun. Difference was the more he bonded with it the more it would help him aim (he could get up to a +3).
Now I'm making a pirate D&D.
Isnt this Gunther from enter the gungeon? I love this
Story time! One of the best sessions I've ever played in or DM'd was a session I ran where part of our party couldn't make it, so they picked a job from a 'help' board in the tavern. They chose to help a little old lady who had a huge house spider in her basement. The woman couldn't offer much, but promised to give them what she could. As they ventured into her cluttered basement, everything seemed fine - until they got into the root cellar. There was a house spider - a medium-size mimic that was the runt of the litter and was a dollhouse with spider legs. It attacked, and they defended themselves... at which point I had a bunch of mimics - crates, jars, etc. - all attack. They fought their way out, then a rogue haggled on payment. While the rogue they realized she didn't have much, other party members realized the infestation may not be limited to the basement. They ended up escorting the old lady while she packed her important belongings - keeping an eye out for mimics, including some baby mimics that were pieces of clothing - then had her move in with her children. Finally, they burned the house down, standing guard at the doors to make sure none escaped. A one-off from a prompt generator turned into a 'secretly saving the town' story we wouldn't forget.
An untold rule of mimics is that if you ask if they are a mimic, they must answer in some way.
Well are you?
I love the idea of a dragon using mimics to guard its hoard. Can add a fun twist to “sneak up on the dragon”
My goblin sat on a mimic disguised as a chair. It attempted to grapple her, but due to her being a barbarian grappled it instead.
The mimic thus subdued quietly replaced her backpack because that’s where all the snacks are kept.
Well done you asserted your dominance and gained a mimic friend.
One of my characters actually tamed one by biting it to assert dominance. We named him morningwood and I fed him stray cats
A self-repairing bridge for your evil army you say? Holy shit am I ever adding this to my game. I already put my players through a dungeon in which every room was mirrored, one being real, the other being filled with mimics. They'll love it.
one of my players IS a mimic!
as the player says, his char is chaotic hungry (chaotic evil, but more leaning towards chaotic than evil)
its very fun and sometimes game breaking since he is a shapeshifter, doing things like turning into a 10ft board to act as a bridge for his companions (who let him munch on bandit and cultist corpses, its an all "monster" party) or turning into a corpsebag to hide among other corpses for perfect stealth. its fun and sometimes headache inducing, but there are ways to counter him. he cannot turn into objects that classify as large UNLESS he drank a potion of Growth or whatever its called, he once used that to turn into a diving bell
btw, his class is monk and i let his bite attacks count as unarmed attacks (same damage but piercing instead of bludgeoning), he sometimes lucks out REALLY hard with his flurry of blows and obliterates an enemy in 1 turn, i then let him describe how he obliterates the enemy. yes, its a graphic campaign with some gruesome encounters, like the current dungeon the players are in, where dragon cultists gathered piles upon piles of dead corpses to use in necromatic rituals to create undead corpse behemoths. I really love the ideas my co DM has for this arc (a player becomes my Co dm when its the players characters arc, although i still do most of the heavy lifting since im better at dming))
That is hilariously ridiculous. What a campaign!
@@micahwest3566 it is
the current endgoal for the end of the campaign is to have them fight inside a GIANT mecha Tarrasque against the dragon cult leader that infused himself with the majority of the energy of the prime chromatic dragons (the very first ones) and trying to superimpose and become Tiamat with the bonus infusion of this planets Tarrasques energy, turning into a multiheaded draconig abomination. I hope to be able to make it a bossfight in the style of Grandia 2, where the boss is made up out of multiple parts you can destroy to take out those parts abilities or directly destroy the main body. maybe i will allow the campaign to continue after that but what would the players then look towards then? what would be their goals after that?
also the mecha tarrasque would be kaiju level in size, probably even larger since it pierces the clouds when standing up. its an ancient super weapon created by a now extinct civilisation that tried to intimidate the gods with it in their hubris.
I have a shop in my homebrew world that is a mimic that became a shop table. It puppets a big breasted elf puppet to lure in adventurers and only wants gold. It sells the gear of dead adventures to get more gold.
*Gasp* Diabolical.
You all meet in a tavern sitting at a table reserved by the quest giver
Party starts making jokes about what the quest giver will look like
The table laughs and says "Looks like you all are here"
My group is composed entirely of DMs for other games, so it can be difficult to surprise each other. So when a mimic in a tomb we explored for a one shot offered to spare our underleveled lives if we cpuld make a deal with him, we were shocked. My wizard convinced the mimic he'd bring people and/or game in every week for it to eat *and* give it a snack (his arm) for it to eat right now in exchange for access to the library of the wizard who made the tomb. Now the mimic is his familiar and people and pets go missing from time to time.
Little Shop of Mimics
What's the arm situation looking like? We talking full-metal automail? We talkin using mage hand as a replacement outside of combat? We talkin peg-arm?
@@bodaciouschad ... or ... Mimic Arm!
@@chrisflanagan7564 Oof, now we are getting into that anime Parasyte levels of crazy ideas here.....
@@furiouskaiser9914 ... Yes!
I ran a campaign where a mysterious mountain grew from nothing in 100 years and had a treasure hidden inside but no one who went there ever returned. The mountain itself was a huge mimic, the players loved that twist. It was even more impactful because they were inside it at the time
I had a chat with a DM about the most evil uses for a mimic. My favorites were:
1. Disguise as a dead body. Adventurers will NEVER resist looting a fellow fallen adventurer in a cave or ruin.
2. As a ladder. A particularly devious mimic will break a necessary ladder and then assume its form. It's super reliable and can potentially split the party if it uses this ability at an inconvenient time.
Outhouse. People step in voluntarily, and other people are averse to interfering once it's occupied, regardless of what they hear or smell.
I like the idea that doppelgangers are just descendants of mimics who took on humanoid forms.
Reminds me of when my party and I trapped some mimics in a bag of holding, named them all "Clyde", and went around threatening people with the "Clyde Collective".
One of the campaigns I was in, I played a sailor that ended up with his own boat and the other plays became crew members. One of the NPC that followed us [Basically the DM's PC, well played] kept a Mimic on the boat as a pet. Over time it grew in size and split off into other mimics. One mimic started to eat the ship and was slowly taking over, which would lead to a group of thief's learning the hard way of why you shouldn't rob people. Many smaller ones replaced items in her room. There was a Mimic that became a bar of Iron, which my character used to create a legendary sword without knowing it and it allowed the user to change the sword into whatever weapon or tool they wanted, as well attack back on its own as a reaction when the user was stuck.
Needless to say, was very interesting and fun dealing with the creatures that are used to scare... as well murder adventurers. Wish more DM's would do this.
You know, this is funny. My players just befriended the Mimics from Dragon of Icespire Peak (if you played it you know which one ;) instead of murdering it. It was a great subversion to the trope and my players' hearts melted when the suspicious wooden shield by the slippery bridge next to the waterfall changed its message from "slippery when wet" to "Family" when asked what it wants. So the mimic has been adopted.
So, I love this, because of something that's recently happened in my home game. My players discovered the old curio shop in town was crawling with mimics. A few of the mimics could speak, and quite well. All told there were about 20 mimics in this old dude's shop, and he had sold another 11 to townsfolk over the years. So, the party took the ones from the shop, rounded up the loose ones about town, and now the 31 mimics live in the old wizard tower the party is based in. So... now they have a colony of mimics... fun!
a whole city made of mimic??
now that is nightmare fuel
Sounds like the inspiration for Cognoza
Dude there is a moon thats a mimic in 5e. Perfect flawless hungry city.
I love the idea of a coin mimic. Tiny and shiny, lurking in donation bowls, or in some adventurer's pouch, just waiting for a careless errant finger to pass by.
Actually the Donation Bowl idea is an amazing world building idea.
Basically the donation bow own has the coin mimic in the bowl to keep out any pick pockets, paying the mimic in meat scraps and the like. You can even have it be a industancy in some cases.
Have a particularly sticky finger party? Well let see how many fingers they lose...
I just love that idea of a horde of mimics becoming parts of a bridged let you cross
I was inspired by McGank to create a chaotic evil character. His name is Boomsie, he's a goblin wizard, he would take any risk to help out his friends, and he hopes to one day be a dark lord. Not _the_ dark lord, that's how you get killed; just _a_ dark lord.
In second edition there was a mimic called a House Hunter
the small ones would be about 10' tall where the more Ancient ones would range about 30'-40' tall and are very...very scary it's also stated that they develop a hard shell that they use to look like buildings. A fun adventure idea would be a "haunted house" sort of set up when it's really something much more terrifying while the treasure of the location is in it's belly.
I may have to GM the party and convince them to enter one *evil plotting*
That was actually a Halloween one shot our DM did a few years back with the mimic based on Montser House!
We once fought a Mimic the size and shape of an entire tavern in one campaign.
The squinting eeeeevil wardrobe "door handle" eyeballs are my favorite thing. 👺
I was actually working on a story where a major problem that the city's adventurer's guild was having was what they called "Fool's Bane", mimics that were showing up in the sewers disguised as treasure chests. Shiny, golden, gaudy treasure chests that had no place in the sewers. They were obviously traps, but amateur adventurers kept seeing them and getting eaten because they weren't wise or jaded enough to realize that it was a monster in disguise.
A wholesome mimic colony tavern that shapeshifts rooms for new guests to cater for them, and sometimes the most charismatic mimic takes on a specific form for a show on the shapeshifting stage - they don't take gold but ask for special meals or even a "surprise me" option to pay for drinks and lodging
@@AuntieHauntieGames the villains on the wanted posters board titled Menu
Its poop. These mimics have evolved similarly to some pitcher plants, and subsist on animal waste instead of directly eating prey
This is the perfect concept for a villains lair, insidious and wonderful!
i love how his wagon is pulled by skeleton legs
Its a mimic
I appreciate the animated legs pulling the cart.
Interestingly, in one of our campaigns, the party did actually befriend a mimic. He now lives in the basement, serving loyally as garbage/corpse disposal. His name is Gym, and we love him very much.
Imagine if he turns into a suit of armor to fight with the party. Gym the Knight might fit in surprisingly well.
@@coyraig8332 homebrew rules would allow it, but in pure vanilla, all mimics are incredibly heavy, like a regular chest sized mimic is 400lbs. also, im not sure how effective theyd be as armor unless you get incredibly close to someone and your armor all of a sudden takes a bite out of them. would be intersting tho
@@gideonclark8629 (I mainly did it as a projared joke but it was funnier in my head)
@@gideonclark8629 They're sticky right, just have your armor grapple for you or use it to disarm people
Same. Ours is named Peanut Butter.
My favorite interpretation of mimics comes from Dungeon Meshi. Basically, mimics there are hermit crabs that make various objects their temporary homes.
Man it started so strong and light hearted in-spite of its subject matter started to get way too serious around the third or fourth book instead of embracing it’s ludicrous nature…what a waste of a fun concept.
A fully animated movie of Skenk McGank's origins would be amazing.
Ah yes, from his humble upbringing by Lizardfolk to his rite of passage into the School of Necromancy and his eventual addition to Team Funsize, replacing the prior dearly departed Johann Von Generico. RIP
Mimics in dnd: solitary predators
Mimics in dark souls: hungry demon slaying kung fu masters
I think a mimic colony would make a perfect setting for a horror campaign
DuckTales 2017 does this well.
I picture a swarm of hive-minded Mimics that all speak as one. Like a dining room full of fake food and dinnerware, and the voice is like a sinister disembodied hiss. It would take a really high perception check to see that the voice was coming from the objects on the table themselves.
Having a bunch of mimic friends you placate with goblin flesh sounds like a wonderful thing.
The chest mimic stayed dormant because it knew there was a larger threat nearby it had seen shuffle into view.