There are many grim projections for the Cosmic Era, and far from being the most horrific or exotic, the Universe 26 model has a frighteningly real chance of happening.
...and I'm going to fucking give it to them. (Note: This submission is largely so I don't forget the details of this plan once I'm less pissed off.)
Five heirs. Five years. One crown.
The Agents are being sent to Mexico to stop a large shipment of drugs from breaching the US border.
A combination planning/game summary submission with some details about what I'm planning for the next one as well.
You think the zombies are bad? Wait till you meet their masters!
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.
A magical catastrophe that changed the world of Kalimon forever
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.
An event that changed the Dragon Empire forever
“So…. Um….. your all sitting around in the inn and…..”
"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...
3-8 adventures start out on the rural/suburban borderlands of a colapseing empire that’s being invaded by hordes of orks and hobgoblins.
Seven deadly sins plague man kind
Arrogance, Lust, Envy, Greed, Wrath, Sloth, Gluttony
Seven deadly blades for man to find
For man to cause the world great agony
What once existed is now shards of reality, floating in the sea of conflict...
From beyond through veils sublime
Pass ghostly, o umbral shine
Illuminate in shadow, fade colors, so fallow
Dark dreaming does bidding thine
PCs are hired to assassinate a local Count. Designed as the opening mission of a war-based campaign.
A dangerous romp across the Soviet Union in a race to rescue the eccentric Dr. Pegasus before he can complete his secret design.
The PCs are making their way from village to village across a rural hinterland, when they spot a weird sign along a farmstead's fence, with an arrow pointing to the actual farmstead.
"CRAZY DANCING HOES!!"
If they investigate, a rather sedate local farmer, explains to them that for a mere two coppers, they can witness the show for themselves.
The show involves six ordinary, animated hoes "dancing" on a makeshift stage, as the farmer accompanies them by slapping his thighs to keep the beat, and playing on his flute.
If asked how the trick is accomplished the farmer demurs, not wanting to share his "secret".
"If you can get Old Man Purkiss to tell you how he gets his cows to spout poetry, I'll tell you how I make my hoes dance."
In reality, this minor encounter can lead to the PCs discovering that some localized, magical effect is active in the area. All kinds weird phenomena seem to occur in these parts.
Perhaps the PCs have finally found the ley-line of mana energy that they have been searching for! The party's wizard gets excited.