A Year & A Day: Dip
Changeling: the Dreaming
Homebrew Rules
Character Creation Guide Download: Dip.pdf
Quoth the Dip:
“You murdered that child… I know it. I can smell it. Don’t worry, I’m not going to turn you in. I am going to kill you and drag
your screaming soul to my master.”
Kith Excerpt:
Not all creatures of the Spanish Dreaming are born to it. Some are born to the soul-crushing inhumaneness of the Waking World. The Dip were at one time stray dogs of the streets, abandoned pets, or worse yet, systematically abused victims of horrible animal owners. Life was unbearably hard for these poor suffering canids. When their death was imminent, and they cried out in the wee hours of the night, something answered. Unknown masters offered them a choice – collect tithes and get revenge or die unhappily and unfairly.
With the infernal pact made these former victims are now not just Pagão Panelinha, but Diabólico. It is their duty to collect evil souls for their equally Diabólico masters. Hellhounds in every sense of the term, these fire-breathing beasts live somewhere between the realms. As pseudo-enchanted Fae Hounds, they are privy to the Fae realms. But their tragic brush with near-death also allows them a modicum of interaction with the lands beyond the pale.
They are Ghosts, Fae, and Demons all, but most of all they are loyal. Loyal to the dark masters that allowed them to breathe fire, to wear the trappings of man, and to seek revenge. Inevitably, who is the first person a Dip seeks after the pact is made? That one dark soul who so tortured the Dip.
Flavor
“Blues fallin’ down like hail, blues fallin’ down like hail –
And the days keeps on worryin’ me
There’s a hellhound on my trail”
Hellhound On My Trail – Robert Johnson
