“ In a small inn (the more remote the better), a man turns up dead. There are no wounds on his body what-so-ever, and he aboslutely reeks of garlic.
The man died of a curse that forced him to eat a clove of garlic a day or suffer the penalty. This gets really interesting if the body somehow appears on top of a someone the villagers are suspcious of.”
“ Eat your sister
breed
kill a goblin
breed
plunder a human farm, kill the farmers, eat the dog
breed
Get killed by first level fighter
breed with ghosts”
