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Level Title	Thane Adept of Plentiful Musings

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custos	The connected By: custos What do you mean they are organized and using weapons? We destroyed a group a week ago, they were but simple zombies then... Lifeforms Intelligent Species Any	by custos 125^xp 12 replies 2561 views
custos	Tools of madness By: custos Created by the god of madness, one must be at least a little insane to be able to use them. These tools cause much confusion to those that see them in action and are guaranteed to cause misunderstandings. Items Other Magical silly madness	by custos 110^xp 3 replies 2136 views 1 HoH
custos	Courtesan's secret weapon By: custos - Stop ogling! - I wasn't - You can't take your eyes off her even now! Items Clothes Magical	by custos 95^xp 11 replies 3695 views
custos	Inns to remember By: custos Remember those clichÃ© taverns the storyteller took you in a hurry? With the fat bartender who's just cleaning a mug as you enter? Yeah, none of those here... Locations Establishment Any	by custos 220^xp 10 replies 2672 views 1 HoH
custos	Beastmaster's door By: custos - The sculptures seem alive - Your right, I think I know what to do with the horse, but I'm not touching the snake! Dungeons Any Doors	by custos 200^xp 11 replies 4099 views

“ Woodrats - In a fantasy realm of cooshee (elven dogs/cats) it is to be expected that there is some sort of elven vermin. These mercurial rats are lightning quick, and are capable of hiding in plain sight. Other than this, they have no special ability.”

Scrasamax

“ Once every decade on the eve of St. Poskov's Day during mid-winter, the coastal city of Tiyabon experiences a horrific event. Quool's Tide rolls in, depositing hundreds of bloated, fish-eaten corpses upon the pebbly shores of Tiyabon's wide bay. This singularity is to this day unexplained, though countless theories abound. It is said for example, that these corpses are not eaten by the myriad fish of the seas completely, due to the fear all creatures of the seas hold for Quool. Named for Quool, a terrible, antediluvian god of seas and storms, who no longer exists for he has no worshipers, the Tide chokes the beaches and surf with the countless rotting bodies of those who had perished at sea in a violent way. Almost immediately, the lifeless corpses are fed upon by crabs, gulls, and worse things that await the horrid feast. The townsfolk let nature take it course with disinterested disgust, though lately some enterprising adventurers have taken to searching along the beaches of flesh for former deceased companions, with intentions of raising them again! Surprisingly no undead ever rise from among the many corpses. This is also a mystery.”

Murometz

“ A local fungus-breed explodes if hit or fallen upon. If there is any conflict between inteligent enemies,both sides are likely to use it to their advantage.”

manfred