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Level Title	Grand Duke of Scrawling

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Drackler	Concluders By: Drackler Concluders haunt the frozen lands of their home in search of knowledge. Lifeforms Intelligent Species Tundra/ Arctic	by Drackler 65^xp 3 replies 4517 views
Drackler	Theorem By: Drackler The tears of a blinded god created it. Items Other Magical	by Drackler 195^xp 3 replies 4741 views
Drackler	Harmless potions By: Drackler A list of harmless (if sometimes annoying) potions. Items Potion Magical silly	by Drackler 165^xp 24 replies 8418 views
Drackler	Lord and Killer By: Drackler A five room dungeon with the appropriate clashes of steel, smooth talking, and betrayal. Dungeons Other Rooms/ Halls	by Drackler 90^xp 8 replies 7608 views
Drackler	The thirst for return By: Drackler Your average posse of adventurous types is hired by a wizard to stop the attacks on a small village. Plots Hired Campaign thanethia	by Drackler 45^xp 7 replies 8886 views
Drackler	Fjostrez By: Drackler A blade that lives, and has lived for millennia. Items Melee Weapons Magical thanethia	by Drackler 120^xp 9 replies 4893 views
Drackler	Thentr By: Drackler "Thentr was made from moonlight and flame; he has killed one of the mighty rulers of the skies; he has yet to return home". -Old Cro, the story teller NPCs Minor Natural thanethia	by Drackler 85^xp 10 replies 6614 views
Drackler	Flame. By: Drackler The story I am about to tell you is one of magic and of monsters, of bravery and courage, of good and of evil, but most importantly of Flame and he who wished to quench it - Old Cro, the story teller. Items Melee Weapons Magical thanethia	by Drackler 110^xp 8 replies 5182 views
Drackler	The creatures of Thanethia. By: Drackler The numorous denizens of Thanethia all in one place. Lifeforms Fauna Other thanethia	by Drackler 85^xp 13 replies 7076 views
Drackler	Wolfkin By: Drackler To see one of the wolfkin running is an inspiring sight, they move as if they had wings instead of legs, as if they were not tied to the ground, but could soar among the clouds Lifeforms Intelligent Species Any thanethia	by Drackler 110^xp 17 replies 7341 views
Drackler	Changing faces By: Drackler What would you do if you were offered the chance to be a monster? Plots Coincidence Side-Quest	by Drackler 95^xp 18 replies 9864 views
Drackler	Rod of Age Switching. By: Drackler The things you could do just by pointing... Items Wand/Staff/ Arcane Magical	by Drackler 110^xp 28 replies 10337 views

“ Magical forests are never a good place to sleep, especially seeing as much of the population is nocturnal. Firewood taken from the wrong tree can turn against its collectors, and a strangling onslaught of angry twigs and branches can be surprisingly severe and difficult to disentangle yourself from. Fires themselves attract enemies, and not only malevolent predators. Giant moths and gloomwings are tempted by the heat and light, but are often misunderstood.”

ephemeralstability

“ The Jiangsi was the name of an undead being in Chinese folklore and mythology. Usually translated as zombie or vampire for Western palates, the Jiangsi was really neither. They appeared as simply risen, fresh corpses. They moved (peculiarly!) by hopping rather than walking, and sought out the living to suck the Qilife force from their victims. Perhaps significantly more interesting than the Jiangsi itself, was the lore surrounding them. 'Zombie wranglers', or 'Corpse Herders', usually Daoist priests, were men tasked with delivering these undead beings back to their respective home towns. Tradition in China placed great importance and emphasis on the return of the dead to their homes and families, and thus the corpse herders came to be. By using magick words and talismans they would animate the dead, and by placing specially inscribed parchments of paper over the Jiangsi heads and faces, the corpse herders would be able to control the hopping corpses. Then like pied pipers, they would lead processions of subdued undead, across many miles, rhythmically chanting and ringing tiny bells. Special inns were built across China to house these undead caravans, as the zombies could only travel by evening and night, the sun anathema to them. Rows of doors opening to barely a closet-space, lined the walls of these special establishments. Behind these doors, the corpses would be stored upright while the corpse herders rested in rooms. The Jiangsi under the control of a corpse herder were quite harmless, merely hopping after him, silently and without complaint, for weeks and months. If however, the magicked parchment would somehow be removed from their faces, the creatures would immediately seek living humans to kill. Their thirst for Qi was unquenchable. The job of a corpse herder was an interesting one to say the least.”

Murometz

“ Stormbound, the ship rolls hard over to once side. All that is not strapped down is tossed violently overboard in a splash of freezing water. There, on the horizon- a tower. Squat, it stands alone on a tiny island. However, it's the only land in sight, and any more of this ferocious storm will crush the boat to splinters. Taking shelter within the ornate entryway of the squat tor, the party notes with interest that no signs of life break the silence of the stone tower. As they take another step forward, they realise why. Traps. This is the fabled tower of Brenji, a rich merchant who wished none to share his enormous wealth. He constructed this tower to store his gold- trapped and ready for any potential thieves. But the ingenious pitfalls and scything walls are not the only dangers within the silent walls of the building. A guardian, left behind by Brenji, still stalks these very halls. A rattling hiss echoes somewhere from below...”

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