Princess Matriax was the daughter of Lord Greybaer, known from the war as "The Butcher of ..." a handful of towns and a couple provinces. If that wasn’t enough, the princess had her own guard, troupe of guards, that was hers to see trained and use as she see fit.
She didn’t need a defender, not in the sense of some bodyguard. She was quick to take offense, because it amused her to have an excuse to strike people herself, to "quell the insurgents" herself.
She uses her purse to bash people. Her purse is her defender.
An emerald, the size of three fists, and burning with an inner light. A most worthy prize for any adventuring party.
A potent tool of battle for a confident warrior.
The ring of justice is a good-aligned, intelligent item with a host of powers. It is also the phylactery of a powerful archlich…
The PC’s have to help a disenfranchised young man reclaim his village.
An evil priest with a believable character. His descent into evil is subtle, not “I’m gonna go worship this god of death and destruction!”
The Doll House holds what you would expect it to hold, dolls. With one minor detail.
“So this is the sword of Crog, the legendary hero…right?” This weapon may prove that psychology can be better than magic.
Human in a previous existence,one thing about this former Captain’s life has been left unchanged by its brush with the Black Tide.
Looking for a wild time on an exciting vacation? Head down to Ceriloth, the party nation on the south side of the continent. Every sin of the flesh can be found there, but be aware, you better bring your weapons.
How many years have passed since these stones were cut? Haw many apprentices have swept these floors? Many, yes. Many.
For a creation of the Black Tide of Acqua,death never truly befalls it. As long as the most vital part of it survives,the foul thing will continue to exist. In a certain sense..
Few in the history of the world have mastered creation of the aspect stones - certainly there is no mortal alive today that could craft one. Few even know of such an items existence. It is said, however, that all legends are derived from truths, and the Aspect stones may be the fact behind many great myths.
“I’ve got to finish it, I’ve got to…”
In a country without real law, the Courthouse, a wondrous ampitheater of death, is the only place the commoners will recognize that disputes are settled permanently.
If the adventurers are smart, they can solve this riddle and get the information they need.
The bureaucrat in the Office of Interior Development expects us to solve a riddle before he will even SEE us? You’re kidding me right? Oh, you’re not kidding…
Grappling hooks have a tendency to miss their targets, or to simply give way. Now both of these problems are solved at once, with a hook that can think for itself!
Lying prostrate on the floor, his documents and scrolls strewn beneath him, was Taewoo Kin - clearly dead, with gruesome marks around his neck that suggested strangulation by something of disturbingly inhuman origin…
Deep within the bowels of the perilous labyrinth, the fearless heroes come upon a grand, ornate chest. Eager for more plunder to line their pockets with, they heave up the lid - to find nothing. A red herring? Maybe not.
Trying to find a place for this...
"After the famine hit the land, the priest Galen began religious wanderings, drawing his congregation to follow him. Those who took up with him, began to walk, a great outpouring of energy to this religious pilgrimage, coming from an impoverished nation with no true direction other than to find relief. Galen professed to his followers that they would find great resources set by his God down on Earth for them, enough to nourish and slate their thirst. Those that fell as he took them across the barren plains of the western reaches, rose again to join the lines. When finally all had died, Galen led them further, praising Nuh-Erell for that first city they came upon and a feast of flesh that lay in wait"