It is said that somewhere in the wilderness, there is a well with miraculous powers. Some said that it bestowed eternal youth. Some said it contained all of the knowledge in the world. There were other rumors. But they remain only rumors, for of all of those that sought the well, only two returned. And they did not return the same…
In the wake of the old king’s murder and an ambassador’s summary execution, two rival kingdoms are prepared to fling themselves into a terrible war.
The Balgrians, a persecuted people, are fed up. They’re rising up and fighting and Midwessel will see bloodshed before it’s over.
A war story about an old vetrans past, could lead to a mystery type adventure.
The greatest earth trembler in all of the history of the land of Lishar has revealed the long-lost gates to the Nine Abyssal Vales of Kthor. Are you brave enough try your hand?
Silent voices in the catacombs of hush demand call out to the King in his sleep. He awakes, pale as bone, raving and delusional, whispering of the Retribution of the Charred Skulls. The servants look on horrified at their foaming lord…
Your brother has betrayed you in the worst way possible?
-Should you get revenge from your brother and betray all you once believed in
-or should you die and elt your brother keep your possetions, your throne, your glory?
A mad necromancer is bent on enslaving the world.
The players are diplomats: ambassadors to a distant, unstable realm. The promise of security that came with King Addarron is suddenly shattered by his assassination. The ambassadors are caught up in the ensuing intrigue-riddled politics…
The Golem Wars are over now. There is a great peace around the world, but something evil and powerfull has been awakened in the darkness.
The Duke Wars have torn apart the kingdom. Now, two dukes battle for supremacy. Will the heroes help the ambitious and noble deSandreaux or the beautiful and brave Christine?
The city of Yoralaruk knows how to keep it’s secrets, and it has many to hide. It is up to the heroes to discover what the truth behind it’s darkest secret.
A magical plauge is disrupting the city of Blue Marina. Victims are found poisioned and covered in weals and, oddly, pennyless. Can the players solve this crisis before rich and poor are destroyed?
Deep within the bowels of the earth, the great structure of reality finds itself at siege.
If you helped the Grazuul Tribe, others require similar help. The reward is bigger, as the risks.
The Sword has returned from long and ancient exile. Can it’s glory be kept from falling into the wrong hands?
Inspired by Ria Hawk’s “Lifecycle of the Dungeon” discussion.
The PC’s come across a cave system that isn’t on their map. The cave is in plain view and hard to miss. Once inside, several odd and unusual things are found.
There is an assassin on the loose and nobody knows where he will strike next. Two seemingly nonassociated merchants got the knife in the back of the neck, and that was just the week ago. Rumors have it that some guilds are cleaning house and there are numerous other contracts pending. A large scale guild war seems inevitable.
To help someone is a good deed. Will you still help, if, well, it is a tribe of Orcs that asks for your help?
A village is being terrorized by a demon. Daerun, the Dragon-lord that claims this territroy, has decreed that before he will help any cause, he must have a gift to show that the cause needs his intervention. Now you must go and kill/capture some of the demons underlings to present to Daerun or the village is doomed.
You receive a vision of a rooftop "somewhere close by", where a rare moss grows; in the vision, you know the moss is suitable for greatly enhancing the effects of certain types of potions. Now go and find that rooftop. Don't fall off. (Of course, rooftop runners *will* be taken for miscreants by the local City Watch....)