A valiant group of adventurers who work for the crown to protect the peoples of the Northlands from threats that the guard cannot, or will not handle.
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...
Black Christmas. The Elf Kicking Butt and Taking Numbers with Toys and Candy Movie, coming to a game table to you Next Christmas. With a tag line like that, who would not want to play it?
Adventurers are hired by a local guild to collect some overdue debts.
Found written on a torn single page…
“Lay thee patiently and still upon the ground, contemplating the Leper Star in the firmament, 'neath a crescent moon, ‘midst the graves of a boneyard 'til the G’na-Shennu come crawling up from the foetid earth. Fear them not. Let them rage about thee, casting ghoul-dust from their chalky talons and scalps,'til they calm, and so begin to whisper their secrets. Then shall they solemnly withdraw into the earth once more, in peace."