"The gods must have truly wanted the king to drown, to make him meet such an end in a mud puddle, most unfortunate indeed. Then again we all knew he was unsteady on his feet, a pity that cane his son gave him for his 85th birthday didn't serve him better..."

A magically cursed walking stick, often gifted to those who have been on the throne a little too long. Suitable for use in any magical fantasy setting and easily adapted to higher tech magical settings.

"Ye thought the orbital penitentiary around Venus was hard ta endure? That place is a vacation spot compared to Davy's Lockdown! If the guard borgs can't find an excuse ta peel the skin off yer bones and the inmates don't use ya for their bettin pool, the pressures o' bein that far beneath the waves will drive ya to the brink, mark my words!"

An underwater prison with a dark past, suitable for any sci-fi, neo-dystopian, or cyber punk setting.

Similar to threads I've seen on other rpg sites, this is a collection of things I or others in my group have learned while role-playing. Feel free to add to the scroll with your memorable experiences at the table.

Quick effective tips on making adventure design and gming a little easier.

Cramped crawl spaces, virtually all starships have them, and usually most players ignore them. Unless a nasty alien gets loose inside the ship, even many Gms don't give them a second thought..

Here are 30 other issues that could require some crawl space access and provide an interesting sub plot.

They say you give up a few things, chasing a dream. In those mists that's the literal truth, for every dream of yours that comes true, a piece of yourself, mind, body, or soul, gets taken by the mist. Worst part is, you won't even know what the cost of your dreams are until you go to leave, and by then you might not even have a mind left to change...

A fragment of the mists of creation, drawn to those desperate to make their dreams come true. Suitable for any magical fantasy setting.

A modern day horror story focused around an (supposedly)abandoned insane asylum

A strange group of ghosts plague the grave yard, only seen under the light of the full moon and known to drive most men mad that hear their gibbering speech.

(A simple plug in side-quest with a twist, that is left a little generalized to fit in with any fantasy campaign with minimal prep work by a gm.)

This a post apocalypse adventure/horror novel, the prologue of which I’m putting up here and will be updating with further chapters.

Rated R for graphic violence and some profanity.

'To truly be wise, one must learn from all life.'

(A sage and wise man for any oriental fantasy or modern day campaign)

A mutant mouse with a few surprises.

This submissions was desgined for a modern supers campaign, but could be adapted to other super campaigns with a little work. http://www.strolen.com/content... )

The Ark of Eden was created to be humanity's future, now it is the future of humanity that lies lost in the blackness of space.

The Sapphire Star, large gemstone shaped luxury ship

A swarm of what appears to be small gray chips of concrete leap and skitter across the ground from the shadows of the ruins towards you...

Rage, lady assassin of the streets and defender of the downtrodden.

These pale mutations may have once been children, or perhaps monkeys, now all that remain of their former origins is the humanoid shape of their bodies, all else having been twisted into a gross mockery of life...

In the darkness you notice a point of light erupt no bigger than a candle, quickly followed by several dozen more and a soft metallic sound, like a man at the dinner table sharpening his knife against a fork.

A college campus for modern day settings, where things are more than they seem at first glance. (Good for a horror or mystery setting)

"Nay Laddie, not all metals are heavier than water, one is buoyant enough to float like wood on the sea."

(a slightly magical ore used in the creation of metal armors and other sea faring equipment

You hear a loud electronic buzzing, almost as if a runaway lawn mower mated to a taser gun is rampaging through the slimy cattails and weeds towards you before a swarm of huge flies erupt from the low scrub in front of you, electricity dancing between their mandibles.