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Scrasamax	Agdan the Friendly Butcher By: Scrasamax Agdan is an urbane and polite dwarf of older years, and is known to be a master butcher, a procurer of carcasses NPCs Scenario Based Mercantile dwarven guild dwarf dwarven cult blood merchant	by Scrasamax 236^xp 2 replies 1274 views
Magus of the Citadel	Oka By: Magus of the Citadel 28- Captain’s Wench This is an upscale dockside working girl (oxymoron?). She will only "be with" a Captain or Officer. She is prettier, cleaner, and more refined than what one would expect. She is more of an escort, making the captain buy her drinks and food (as well as others). She actually works for the house to promote people to spend. NPCs Scenario Based Mercantile	by Magus of the Citadel 135^xp 7 replies 3719 views

“ One day a a wind begins to blow out of the West. The next day it gets stronger. And stronger still the next few days. Eventually (and fortunately), the speed of the wind tops out at a steady fifty miles an hour, but continues to blow. Soon an entire kingdom is wondering why it's not abating. The weather mages deem it unnatural but can't seem to banish or control it. The priests of various faiths claim it's divine. The End-Of-Days crowd is having a field day with their predictions of doom. No one knows why the gale persists. When inquiring with neighboring kingdoms, it seems they too suffer from a persistent western mistral. Eventually the populace begins to adapt to living with a twenty four hour a day wind. Always from the West, and perpetual. What could be causing this? A raging Elemental king? a curse from the gods? an unearthed artifact? Or has Nature itself gone haywire?”

Murometz

“ This magic staff will summon 1D4 fresh, living salmon once a day.”

Clemmensen

“ Oazduke's Vengeful Head. The head haunts all headsman and executioners. A floating, bloody head, long separated from its body, is a particular legend among a very particular group of people, executioners, specifically those that chop heads from a block for a living. It was that infamous highway robber, Oazduke the Vengeful, who when finally captured and put to the axe, screamed his foul hex, seconds before his head flew off. 'You will know it is me when I'm through A curse on your ilk and on you! May my severed head haunt you eternal Frightening you headsmen infernal!' Years later, not one but two(!) weary, puffy-eyed, spooked, headsmen, haunted day and night by Oazduke's insufferable severed head, approach the party cleric in order to hire him to exorcise the ghost head once and for all.”

Murometz