This is what I'm talking about. Dozus, you are the kinna person I love writing for. The one who takes someone elses babies, and the ever so gently adds to them, kinda making them your own. The concept is great ryanator. A++ Go to Comment
While traveling trough farm land the PCs come upon a merchant sitting on a wrecked wagon without a mule attached to it, hid face burrowed in his hands. He explains that he was robbed by petty goblins, unable to defend himself he had retreated. He asks the PCs to help him retrieve the mule before the goblins roast it, as a reward they may keep his goods. How hard can it be?