A foreign ship drifts into the harbor.
Two local merchants were found dead last night, both seemingly poisoned. Everebody is clueless as to what happened. Will the Heroes uncover the truth?
A young nymph gives up her life to encounter the PCs, begging them as she dies to save her sister nymphs from extinction and promising that they will be well rewarded for their trouble.
When a stranger warns of demonic activity, should you take him at his word?
"Hey there, you look like a sturdy fellow! Interested in a treasure map? Only a few gold coins and this map to an ancient ruins secret room can be yours!"
A Basic Dungeon Crawl that starts with a map.
Do the PCs dare to go and raid the tomb of the Pharaoh Upshi?
You have to infiltrate a warzone, get engineering data, and get out. Simple. The twist: The data is on the large moon tantalus IV. Better known as "Hell" by its inhabitants. Good luck…
Parties have a habit of getting out of hand, especially when it’s the young and wild generation. Sometimes, parties get a little more than out of hand, if the spirit moves the guests.
An offer, a long voyage, a bitter ordeal, and a knife in the back.
- "Course heading, Captain?"
- "Second star to the right and straight on ‘til morning."
A hazardous climb for a wonderous cure
A second chance
Witch trials are common enough in the Kingdom and few who stand accused have any hope of escaping the hangman, despite the fact that it is rare for the accused to have any real magical power, malign or otherwise.
In a land known only as legend, in a tower that could only be myth, beings of immortal evil wait for freedom. The Ones who Hunger for Pain are coming to give it to them.
Few things attract attention quite like the death of a star.
Martha’s coming wasn’t a lucky sign. A heavy birth and a deformed face left even the midwife distrustful. But the child turned out healthy.
A random description pulls the players into the dangerous, scheming web of politics…
The large blades slowly rotate, feeding on the wind, you have seen the image before. But could these be feeding on something more?
A simple mission for a Dragon, but of course, nothing is ever simple with Dragons.
‘Come in my friend, be seated with your fellows. I am Ruufon and I hope your sleeptravel has refreshed you and washed away the weariness of your wanderings…’
A noble claims that a stranger did not enter the town by any normal means, but trough his mirror. The man in question is ravening mad and mutters on about vast halls connecting all the mirrors in the world.