“ It seemed like a great place to camp. The clearing was good sized and sheltered from the wind. The brook just a few feet away. There is a natural hallow to keep the horses.
Then the night came.
It was like it became a different place. The temperature dropped. The wind, which does not seem to disturb cloth, almost cuts through you like an arctic wind. No one can sleep, as the soft ground has turned hard. The horses are uneasy. The Bats are flying over and stopping in the trees.
And then there is the eyes. There are glowing eyes just inside the tree line watching your group. The mages and clerics can detect nothing, but there is still something there.
(yet there is nothing at all... The Darkness will do nothing unless the players do something to it. And even then it will all seem to be a conincidence.)
Of course, in the morning, it all becomes sweet and light.”
“ After a long night of reveling and merriment celebrating their latest victory, one of the PCs awakens with his/her head shaved and a large ornate tattoo on top of their head. Tacky, yes but also a painstaking work of art that has left them with a headache to beat their hangover. The kicker? It is a huge symbol of the god of Evil, Assassins, the Drow, Munchkins, something really really offensive”
“ Hungry Tumbleweeds
It is almost impossible to believe. Simply mind bending. These carnivores are actually the strangest undead you can meet! With ac as plate and 2HD, these animated plants are found in desert and grass lands. They are effected by anything that harms undead, hiding among ordinary tumbleweeds. Whats next Killer Tomatoes!?!?
Ever wonder where minor evil souls go that are unclaimed. Wonder no more. Minor evil souls wander unclaimed throughout the worlds.ordinary tumbleweeds attract them for unknown reasons. These souls also tend to group and somehow find the weeds. When the weeds are disposed of there is a 50% chance that the souls will survive and go into another weed.”
