Ah, yes. The darkest of nights and the reflection of a casting light. In Shadow lies the powers of stealth and silence, the ultimate tool for a secretive victory.
There is a being we know as Manfred. His generators of randomness have aided the Citadel in times of need, but what of his career as a time-traveller? This is the first in a series uncovering the secret origins of famed Strolenati members. I fear I must type quickly, there are those who wouls not want you to read this. Will you crawl deeper into the rabbit hole?
Blood. Ah, yes. Blood. Such a wonderful tool when you know how to use it. Welcome, my friend, to the wonderful world of Blood Magic.
30 Orcish Ornamentations of Outlandish Awesomeness and Some Ordinarily Uninteresting Objects Overcome with Ogreish Opulence!
As the PCs travel the road, right after a bend they hear a sharp whistle and call: "Heeey, not so lazy, move your asses!" It is a large man that calls, and there are unwilling workers that listen. A small company, 10-15 men work on the road, push boulders aside, dig up roots from under the road, etc. The large man that shouted turns to you, smiles fast and mutters something under his breath, sounds like cursing some lazy worker. "Where does the road bring you from, travellers?" And does a little small-talk.
And what is really happening? A group of bandits is 'adapting' the road for shady purposes. The road will not be wider, but tighter, with enough cover around (and a few traps perhaps), and will become an ideal spot for ambushing travellers or entire caravans. The bandit leader wants them all to appear harmless. The 'lazy worker' he cursed was actually a guard that should give warning before any travellers come around (fallen asleep). Not surprisingly, the boss may decide for an ambush even now.