After a successful adventure and money in the pocket they decide to splurge and live it up. They site down and order a nice meal and it far surpasses their expectations- until halfway through it the other guests start falling over choking and vomiting.
A PC awakes in a cell plastered with blood. On the floor lies a crucifix necklace. She escapes, chased by the guards and soon the terrible truth of her situation dawns on her…
The Despotic Queen of Shiant has decreed that a competition will take place in the month of Oconerry. She will have built a labyrinth through which the contenders must pass in order to win the ultimate prize: her hand in marriage.
During their travels through a dense wooded area the high pitched sound of a scream tears through the peacefulness of the forest.
Two sly-looking men turn up in town accompanied by a third man who says very little and who they don’t allow to be seen much.
The war has returned. But now the enemies of the enemy are no longer dwarfs. Men must stand against the host, and to do so they need weapons. The mines of the dwarfs in the Elathon valley must be re-opened, and their fruits mined.
A century ago a power hungry noble sacrificed all the first born children of a nearby town in hopes of gaining the Dark Lord’s favor. The plan failed and his plea for power was ignored. The townspeople trapped him in his tower and destroyed it allowing it to topple down onto him. His last words spoke of his will to return and enslave the town. Now the towers has been seen standing, but what it means is anybodies guess.
The task easier than usual, escort a group of pilgrims from the sleepy town of A to the dwarven forges of B, get the bell and return. But…
Adventurers are hired by a local guild to collect some overdue debts.
This adventure is based around a witchcraft trial. The (innocent) witches have to adventure around trying to collect evidence and witnesses to prove their innocence, which is surprisingly difficult when people slam their doors and window-shutters out of suspicion whenever you hove into view. The prosecutors have to get witnesses who can testify to having seen the witches at their satanic practices.
The well-known glassmaker and -blower Rinaldo substituted certain components in old recipes with others, cutting the price to a half, without loss of quality. Great business for him, but who will be hurt?
~ I’k atal si hen-uethian Kalorsani, hnath uetht-er k’atal Lueni.
~ To spill the blood of the Kalorsan is to spill the blood of men.
The characters are wasps from the devastated nest of Ys’drktha. The other survivors from the cataclysm are being held and tortured in the pits of the neighbouring Ak’thaan nest, being slowly dismembered and eaten by drone wasps or fed to the writhing masses of larvae.
Deep in the woods, something has gone wrong. Travellers are disappearing like flies and the townspeople are wary of passing under its shady eaves.
What happens if you actually get what you have been looking for, all the time ?
Needed-An ethical character with a long history of promiscuity and/or, preferably, a past love relationship.
The conclusion to “The Blue Books: Part I”, in which the characters are arrested, condemned to death, escape, find out the awful nature of the Blue Books and must face the arch-Necromancer Alcylar Ahem Zed in his Ziggurat Maze. And they might just be in for a surprise…
She has everything: stunningly good looks, sharp brains and oodles of power: she's going to be a Queen. The only drawback is that she doesn't want to be a Queen.
The players unknowingly awaken an ancient army. Viewable by all, yet unseen by the players, people flee in fear of the marching army of spirits on the path to a major walled city. On arriving at the city the players cannot figure out why the gates are closed, the towers are manned and on the defensive - from them…
Trade in the City of Erezzi has long been dominated by two rival consortiums: La Mace d’Ars (the Crimson Mace) and L’Orzi Verci (the Ebony Ring). But the two are forever at each others throats. In 1282 membership of such an organisation was made illegal and both went underground. Now with a quasi-mafioso presence they pervade the city’s businesses, providing security for their members, but causing sectarian tensions between communities.
What if a mage passes his powers on to his firstborn son, and a female mage to her first daughter, leaving the parent POWERLESS? A plain mortal, a sorcerer no longer, all wizardly might gone?
Or: what if a female wizard recieves the power of a mage who sires a child with her? Could lead to promiscuous witches and overly careful mages.