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Klassyempire	''It was somewhere just outside of Whitespyre...'' By: Klassyempire A short story teasing potential characters, setting and plot elements for a world-building project I've visiting on and off for several years. Regions: Sister Cities Westlands Felldart Territory Needle Mountains Halëfas Forest Mentioned towns/cities: Westermeet Whitespyre Ross Establishments: The Horn and Sheaf Inn Characters: Ulimë the elf Hainault the half-elf Articles Setting Building Citadel Help	by Klassyempire 50^xp 2 replies 576 views

“ Walking through the alleys of the docks district of town, you hear an old, mad beggar calling out for alms. He claims to be a god, cast out from heaven and stripped of his powers. The party passes, tossing a few coppers to him. In thanking them, the madman refers to incidents in their childhood or distant past which would have been all but impossible for him to know.”

Iain

“ A possible answer to what happens to spells when a mage dies. If the spell is strong enough, say and enchantment or other permenant effect, part of the mages spirit may become lodged in the magic. It may be a way for items to gain some kind of intelligence, but a mage who has knowledge of this fact would be very hesitant about enchanting anyone or thing. He might have other plans for his afterlife than counting the change in your bag of holding. Preists, I think, would have this sort of thing covered.”

Agar

“ The PC's enter a town amid a giant celebration, the Spring Wedding Festival. Unmarried men and women from all over the provinces gather her every spring to be matched by the most sacred matchmaker ever to live, Holly Lovard. Holly is now ancient and must be carried everywhere she visits and rumors are that this will be her last visit to the Wedding Festival so any matches made this spring will be doubley blessed. Enter PC's, wrong place at the wrong time. Molly sees one of them, calls him/her out of the crowd and that are unable to resist the push and pull of the mob. Brought in front of Molly Lovard, the PC is declared the lifemate of <insert anybody>. Could be the king's daughter, a peasant, member of the thieves guild. Could be anything to add a twist to an already building plot, or just throw the characters into an awkward situation.”

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