Poleran: Hey what are you chewing there sir?
Bearded Man: Gunjii a super sticky gum.
Poleran: What do you mean sir?
The city that many adventurers seek to drink from the Fountain of Youth…..
Bold Adventurers the Fountain of Youth awaits your lips….
The shield of the gods forged from the sun by Apollo himself but how can it be…...........
One day a you are walking on a road to get to a popular city of some sort. All of a sudden you encounter a group of bandits walking towards you looking to start a fight.
A shadow warrior and defender of Pulca. Keeper of the key to the underground. Warrior of his great ancestors of Dro’Hizzir.
A mystic ruin that is well guarded by the family of Dro’Hizzir a great upper class of Shadow Warriors. This is unknown to everyone except for Dro’Hizzir. Knowledge that is only passed down from his forefathers and ancestors alike. Well underground in the city of Pulca. The entrance is found in Dro’Hizzir’s office in his ancestorial vault (that has riches in it as well). In the back of his vault is a narrow tunnel way big enough to fit a normal man in that leads to a ruin of his dead Ancestors and riches of the deceased.
Pulca is a average Elvish town of about 300 people. They are some of the most peaceful and kindess Elves one will ever meet. They have never battled any outlanders or waged war with anyone.
The Elven city of Pulca is under siege by a small chaos clan of beastmen. The General of the beastman is a shaman that is attempting to open a warp gate from the the Choas realm. If by any chance the gate is opened many many choatic deamons and abominations will be turned loose on the grand Elvish City of Pulca.
There are reports of a monster that lurks in the tops of trees and drops down on unsuspecting people. It causes them no damage but it frightens them with a hide-like face with big dead eyes, drooling and barking like a dog while unsuccessfully attempting to have intercourse. The PCs investigate and find that it is the local village moron that is doing the spelunking in the woods. How can they explain this otherwise pleasant and merry man that it is wrong to put on a mask, drop down from trees and attempt intercourse with relatives and neighbours.