Wilhelm the Courageus they used to call him. He used to have it all. People would cheer as he rode down the street, clad in the specialized full-plate armor that the Knights of Trul wore. But no this is no more. Now Wilhelm is a nothing. People would jeer if he walked down the street, which is why Wilhelm waits in the background- until, that is, the day of his plot comes to fruition and his revenge is gained. For Wilhelm has launched a conspiracy to gain the thing that matters most to him, has brought to bear a plot through all of his means, and is a man with a plan.
Sometimes you just can't keep a good man down
An explorer gone missing. A king in panic. A treasure to find.
Welcome to the Craggy Peaks. We hope you don't freeze to death.
That would mean we couldn't... play.
Lavish glade and lush green field,
Wizen'd oaks; to the blight all yield.
Weeping trees of crimson blood,
the Fields of Flesh turn life to mud.
Will you tread and smile and sleep
where devils dance and angels weep?
A bloated corpse shows up downriver from a Taoist monastery. Brought to you by
the words bloat, corpse, redhead, Tao, monastery, murder, underwater treasure,
chains, Wuxia, and romance.
100 word challenge #3
100 word challenge #2
side-quest-ish and open-ended to be sure.
Will players provide their help to a man and his ward when it becomes obvious that they are the targets of a group of hired thugs?
A recently re-discovered odd treatise
"There is a time to fight, and a time to run and hide,and the clever thing is deciding when it is the right time to do either." Unamed veteran of many hard-fought battles.
An event that changed the Dragon Empire forever
Something to keep your party on their toes.
A selection of chance encounters that can take place in any large town or city.
Inspired by Cheka's 30 things to run away from.
“So…. Um….. your all sitting around in the inn and…..”
Giant firebreathing spiders attack the city!
"Remember, lad, nothing on this world remains constant, not even the world itself or anything beyond. The only constants ever are the Fabric and time"
One dead, one escaped, four captured. After a late-night car chase and shootout, Team A of the CRTF are probably prepared for the interrogation. That's not to say they'll be prepared for what they might learn...
As you are traveling through the forest you stumble accross a poor peasent, who begs you to help his village.
In ancient Rome, social appearance and respectability were everything. The most hated men were punished with damnatio memoriae, damnation of memory. Every trace that a person had ever lived was removed. Busts were shattered, freizes were marred, records were struck. Any sign of the hated figure was destroyed.