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By: MysticMoon

A rare branch of the arcane masters, encountered only among the deepest hill folk or ramshackle cabins, the Saucerer takes his power directly from the consumption of cheap liquor. Only the strongest, rankest, most nauseating of homebrewed alcohol will do, where it is instantly converted into mana available to the caster. Without a minimum level of inebriation, the Saucerer will be unable to cast any spells, as focus inhibits his spellcasting abilities. View
By: MysticMoon

The PCs come across a town with a strange curse: Every morning, those who have grown up here wake up with the memories of someone else. They do not find this strange and have no idea it is happening. They calmly wake up and start these new lives as though they have always been that way. The cause: A wizard who lived there was spurned by a maiden he was infatuated with. His attempt to manipulate her memories into believing they were already together and that she loved him went horribly awry. View
By: MysticMoon

A man is arrested for mass murder and found to be insane. Piles of corpses were found on his property, neatly stacked torsos with the skin peeled off and the limbs removed. The man readily admits the work is his, though he claims he was only chopping down trees, removing their branches, debarking them, and then stacking them to season. The man may have swung the axe but it was a Druid who caused the delusion. This Druid is still on the loose and likely to repeat the crime. In time he may get more creative in his "punishments." View
By: MysticMoon

This tome looks like a haphazard collection of random notes on different types of paper stitched together and bound within a wooden cover. The pages describe all of the 300,000 gods of the world, each in the language of the people who worship them. The book is stored high in the mountains, kept safe by an order of monks. Reading the entire book confers a deep understanding on the nature of the cosmos and access to incredible power. This only works, however, if it is read without translation, meaning that the reader must master each language contained within. The various monks know these languages but there is typically only one alive at a time who knows them all. This monk would be an excellent source of information and/or magic. IF the PCs learn about it; IF they can find the monastery; IF they can convince the monks to help them; AND if they can understand the convoluted riddle given as an answer. View
By: MysticMoon

A small, enchanted chest, 2 feet on a side. It is of some dark wood with fantastical images graved upon it. Worn leather straps act as hinges and a simple toggle keeps it closed. Anything placed within it, with the lid closed, becomes accessible to anyone with one of the other 5 identical chests. Once it is taken out of any one of the 6, the chest is empty again. Perfect for passing messages or small items between widespread groups, such as ships at sea and their ports of call or generals on the field of battle. View

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Castle Kaukenn By: MysticMoon
   3 Years, 3 Months, 2 Weeks, 6 Days, 23 Hours, 7 Minutes ago

Stronghold made for the liche Haukagaron. He was betrayed at the last and Castle Kaukenn was pulled into the Abyssal realms.

Mark Greaves, Assassin Hobo By: MysticMoon
   3 Years, 3 Months, 3 Weeks, 1 Hour, 54 Minutes ago

One bad moment left him permanently destitute. Down on his luck, Mark Greaves learns that necessity sometimes brings you to work you never realized you could be good at.

The Holy Hovercraft of The Ice Bears By: MysticMoon
   3 Years, 4 Months, 2 Weeks, 2 Days, 19 Hours, 26 Minutes ago

Among the ranks of the white wastes and the endless seas of Plincy roam the hovercraft of the infamous religious mercenaries, Isbjörnarna. The side of each craft is emblazoned with the logo of a striking polar bear: claws extended and fangs bared.

The Headless Motorcycle Man By: MysticMoon
   3 Years, 6 Months, 3 Weeks, 1 Day, 13 Hours, 56 Minutes ago

Roaming the back roads, ever searching for his lost head. Beware the Headless Motorcycle Man.

Snow Devil By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 1 Month, 4 Weeks, 2 Days, 46 Minutes ago

"We just thought the winter was worse'n usual. Turns out we had an unexpected visitor. Wasn't until poor Dave and Glenda... died... that we finally got a clue. By then it was almost too late. You know how many of us'll never be the same? Oh, you doubt me, do you? Look in my eye, son, and tell me what you don't see. Yeah, I thought so. Damned Snow Devil!"

Monks of the Bearded Moon By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 4 Months, 3 Days, 10 Hours, 5 Minutes ago

There are three things, each sacred and bearded: Moon, Monks, and Moss. All connected. Tied together by the Monks of the Bearded Moon, an old order of healers, mystics, bearers of the secret knowledge, and inheritors of the Bearded Moon's gifts. Theirs is a sect full of mystery and bound by ritual.

River Horses By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 4 Months, 1 Week, 3 Days, 6 Hours, 39 Minutes ago

Wild beasts of the imagination — untamed spirits of the quick and unfettered waters of this world. These steeds of the fast-flowing rivers are never to be captured, never to be controlled; to stop is to die — to be stopped is to be turned to droplets which return to the fast-flowing waters. Yet, while free they are things of pure beauty; mystical bringers of the gods' good will.

Adventures Beneath the Waves By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 4 Months, 1 Week, 3 Days, 10 Hours, 36 Minutes ago

Come! Enter into the safe haven beneath the seas! Where humanity fled from the deadly Kalleum bombs! Take Refuge Beneath the Waves.

Winter's Gem By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 8 Months, 1 Week, 3 Days, 3 Hours, 59 Minutes ago

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Refuge Beneath the Waves By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 8 Months, 2 Weeks, 15 Hours, 34 Minutes ago

"They said it would bring us a new age of wonder, of exploration, of excitement. I don't think this is what they meant: us scurrying around like rats in our cities of steam and steel, far away from the land and the sun."

Zombie Servants of the Ch'thra By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 8 Months, 2 Weeks, 5 Days, 15 Hours ago

You think the zombies are bad? Wait till you meet their masters!

Key, Quill, and Seal By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 9 Months, 3 Days, 4 Hours, 38 Minutes ago

The three sacred relics of Ahkti.

Fena, the Demon Goddess By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 9 Months, 5 Days, 18 Hours, 32 Minutes ago

A demon unleashed... to make the world a better place.

Ahkti: The Great Ancestor By: MysticMoon
   4 Years, 9 Months, 1 Week, 3 Hours, 36 Minutes ago

The birth and life of a god through the long ages.

The Trapped Sea God By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 4 Months, 3 Weeks, 1 Day, 4 Hours, 15 Minutes ago

Slumbering within a prison of ice and snow, adrift in the oceans of the north, Gundrak dreams without end.

AgroGnomes of Beta Arconis By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 4 Months, 3 Weeks, 5 Days, 7 Hours, 38 Minutes ago

An industrious colony of Gnomes have managed to turn a hostile environment into a bread basket.

The Redheaded Corpse By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 5 Months, 2 Weeks, 3 Days, 4 Hours, 12 Minutes ago

A bloated corpse shows up downriver from a Taoist monastery. Brought to you by the words bloat, corpse, redhead, Tao, monastery, murder, underwater treasure, chains, Wuxia, and romance.

Chimera Prototype Mk-XXIII By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 9 Months, 3 Weeks, 4 Days, 18 Hours, 24 Minutes ago

Also known as "The Ravager," Chimera Prototype Mk-XXIII is an example of man's hubris. What was supposed to benefit the last bastions of wealth and power in a dying world has become an unstoppable force of destruction.

The Pocket Realm of Brocschtal By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 11 Months, 9 Hours, 6 Minutes ago

The People of the pocket realm of Brocschtal are simple folk who live as they have for thousands of years. Farming the land, raising sheep, getting in the occasional brawl. And fighting off the infernal attacks of ghouls.

Amazons and Orcs By: MysticMoon
   5 Years, 11 Months, 2 Days, 19 Hours, 5 Minutes ago

Two cultures at war.

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       By: Strolen

A revolt or attack happens against a strong city/kingdom. All the losers of the battle that can be captured are brutally crucified along the roads that enter the kingdom to show their strength and as a demonstration of what happens to their enemies. ... a long road, decorated with hundreds of dying crucified soldiers... You see them bleeding, you hear them screaming and whispering for help. Do you really want to enter this reportedly peaceful kingdom?

Encounter  ( Cave/ Underground ) | February 16, 2003 | View | UpVote 2xp

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