It's not who we are, it's what we do
"I knew Lwausf would be angry when we banished him, but I didn't see the whole undead-bearman-projectile thing coming. Looking back it was kind of inevitable. "
Prince Gorim, Lord of the Mounatian Hall at Silverspike
Sometimes you just can't keep a good man down
An explorer gone missing. A king in panic. A treasure to find.
Welcome to the Craggy Peaks. We hope you don't freeze to death.
That would mean we couldn't... play.
Lavish glade and lush green field,
Wizen'd oaks; to the blight all yield.
Weeping trees of crimson blood,
the Fields of Flesh turn life to mud.
Will you tread and smile and sleep
where devils dance and angels weep?
A bloated corpse shows up downriver from a Taoist monastery. Brought to you by
the words bloat, corpse, redhead, Tao, monastery, murder, underwater treasure,
chains, Wuxia, and romance.
side-quest-ish and open-ended to be sure.
Will players provide their help to a man and his ward when it becomes obvious that they are the targets of a group of hired thugs?
A recently re-discovered odd treatise
"There is a time to fight, and a time to run and hide,and the clever thing is deciding when it is the right time to do either." Unamed veteran of many hard-fought battles.
An event that changed the Dragon Empire forever
Something to keep your party on their toes.
A selection of chance encounters that can take place in any large town or city.
Inspired by Cheka's 30 things to run away from.
“So…. Um….. your all sitting around in the inn and…..”
Giant firebreathing spiders attack the city!
"Remember, lad, nothing on this world remains constant, not even the world itself or anything beyond. The only constants ever are the Fabric and time"
One dead, one escaped, four captured. After a late-night car chase and shootout, Team A of the CRTF are probably prepared for the interrogation. That's not to say they'll be prepared for what they might learn...
The villages around the capital have a strange new disease cropping up. Spread by a fungus (much like ergot poisoning), it causes its victims to be very sensitive to sunlight. Hundreds of peasants are hiding from the sun, only coming out in the darkness to labor in the fields. Unfortunately, rumor makes their behavior sound more sinister and secretive than it really is.