From the shadows sneak thirty secret agents, on the trail of top secret infomation.
Thirty Lovers, walking hand in hand in moonlit groves, cuddling, kissing, and doing other, more private, romantic things…
White Rock is a fishing village just off the main coastal road, not too far from a town and a bit farther from a city. Named for the white boulders that are found around these parts, the village is built on a protected cove that has a small set of streams outletting into it. The weather is a bit cold in the winter, but the summers can be quite pleasant. The fishing is fairly good in these waters. It is on its way to becoming a tiny town.
Life is like a cheese, it starts off milk, then it curdles, and then it ages and you hope for the best.
30 groups of magical swords
30 Different Bullet Types, some classic, some really out there…
Have you ever been in a position where you needed a quick break but your players were too ancy to break as well?
30 Assassins, both great and pathetic. - Die, by our hands…
Within this ancient tome are 30 companion spirits for wizards and their ilk.
30 Rings to rule them all…
Whilst few games involve politicians directly, they are often in the background. Sometimes one of them might have been the patron of the PCs, who sent them on their quest, or the chief evil villain that the PCs have to defeat. Other times law enforcement is chasing the PCs after they broke the laws of the region, laws that are made by politicians. Even an iron-fisted dictator needs to know how politics works. And so I present you with 30 politicians to use in your games. I have made them senators, but they could just as easily be Members of Parliament, Mayors, Councillors or whatever politicians are called in your world.These are really meant for a modern or sci-fi game although one or two might fit in an old-time world.
30 (mainly) evil kiddnappers, ready to spirit helpless damsels and other victims to their fate.
Who ya gonna call when the flames are burning?
30 villages ready at the disposal of the Gamemaster.
Death be not proud.
The Future is for sale.
30 painted ladies of the oldest profession. Reader discretion is advised.
The Arcade is a long narrow entertainment district built upon the dried up Arcadey creek. This jurisdictional no mans land has become a vibrant section of the city.
The guards who spend their working lives behind the walls of the Paul and Peter Fortress, watching over the scum of society so that you don’t have to.