That's great! That would fit really well with the campaign I'm running at the moment: lots of guilds and mafioso intrigue and basically thieves doing what thieves do best. I wonder where the inspiration for the name Rinaldo came...possibly a topical reference? Go to Comment
Funny you ask... the last thing I could not think of was the name of the glassmaker. Then I re-remembered the Venice as the age-old source of wonderful glass (the guild and the secrets were the original inspiration). So I took the first Italian-sounding name... and somehow it fits. Go to Comment
Ahhh, you have found one of my oldest works here. In honor of this Bump, I have spell-checked it a little, and added a few lines to make it nicer. The text was preserved for posterity. :) Go to Comment
Manfred, this should be a really great enterpraise for beginning characters after hardly survived battle with goblins, to come to the city to have some rest and meet the Snowfall - maybe they start to believe that their game is only meant to let the Game Master have some fun / but not as US means that /...
You should than switch play mode slightly to LARP, maybe ??? Go to Comment
Is a nice whimsical dragon for throwing a red herring on the players. Thier knee-jerk reaction to a sudden and mysterious winter decending on the land will be to seek the forces of ultimate evil at the center of the storm. I can only wonder at their puzzlement when they reach the village at the storm's center and find snow men and sled races.
I am curious on how snowflake handles the disagreement of the farmer whose crops she freezes, merchants whose goods are snow bound, and other unwanted side effects of winter. Pay them for thier troubles out of her horde? Eat the grumblers? This would be an interesting and unusual puzzle for the players to clear up. Go to Comment
Good solid idea for some humour relief and a red herring. But a "white dragon" is a bit too DnD'ish for me... Aaand now I see how old this actually is;)
Glad you're keeping the oldies Manfred. Go to Comment
Is the snow permenant? That is, will it last until it melts, or will it disappear the next day, leaving no trace of its existence? If it did disappear like that, the farmers would still be happy. Go to Comment