On the road you meet... a fiery fire dragon! The mighty Xeatoxx is not some random encounter without purpose. He, though he is the last to admit, has a serious problem.

Traps need to make sense. Somebody must of made it for a specific purpose.

Invented by the Pelezians, the ceremonial bowl became a part of the holy tradition, coupled with a most practical purpose.

(Made for religions of agriculture.)

A collection of plot hooks for a game on the road, or more precisely, on the route.

Graves of a small, little known folk, exotic as dangerous.

'The only creature, that can be victorious on any battlefield, is the raven.'

Tales are leaking from below the Iron Hills, that an unnamed winged terror can be seen on the sky on the darkest of nights. What creature it is, nobody knows, but some of the disappearances in the harsh place are said to be its work. If the moon is hidden, nightly travellers are warned to stay from roads and open places.

Settled two hundred years before, the people were fleeing war and tyranny. Establishing a comfortable existence in the fertile, but empty valleys, they soon learned who the lands belong to. A mighty dragon called only Death, came and burned the city to the ground, and later again, and again, sending with fire also his (hers?) evil laughter and shouts of pleasure at the destruction. The survivors did not wish to leave, and decided for a new strategy.

Was the treasure horde too large? Or the employer too generous? Ohhh, there are so many ways of depriving heroes of their more or less deserved wealth.

If you know books, you know what they can do with you.

The pride of this tribe has led it to ruin. The only thing that remains is to die with pride.

Winter time is a wonderous time for adventure.

Beginning adventurers have a hard time to find the right employment... let us try and help them!

The members of this obscure order specialize in growing funghi. Growing, researching and studying many kinds, they even try to create new ones.

The Challenge:
Think of any bizzare life-form, WHATEVER life-form that lives a not-so-standard way. Not the way common sense would expect it. Make it in some way logical or not, just forget the boring everyday logic.

Dungeons, should make sense, in an ecological way. However, to have life, you need to have a physical place to use them. This expands upon the ecological dungeon, giving it a framework to exist in.

Mathom, the God of Delays, is an overlooked but powerful entity. Few worship him, but many remember him with word and deed.

Sometimes it is necessary. Sometimes it just happens. Whether to a PC or NPC, a curse is something nasty that changes their life significantly, and not for the better. You were warned.

Books of all kinds and purposes, their short summaries as well as wide descriptions, come and enjoy.

This is a scroll of locations that are somewhat out of the normal.