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Scrasamax	Kobolds in the DungeonVerse By: Scrasamax What if there are good or neutral aligned dungeons that dont want to use goblinoids for their stock mobs? Aha, the canid kobold to the rescue Lifeforms Constructed Underground	by Scrasamax 45^xp 1 reply 97 views
Scrasamax	Aralez, the City of 10,000 Dogs By: Scrasamax The City of 10,000 dogs is famous for the variety of dogs bred there, and now someone has started stealing those dogs Locations City Desert	by Scrasamax 93^xp 3 replies 2182 views 1 HoH
Murometz	Dwarven Pets By: Murometz Pets mind you. Not exotic monster companions. No saddled dire-boars to be found here. No purple worm caravans. Lifeforms Fauna Underground	by Murometz 460^xp 21 replies 12320 views 3 HoHs
Ted	Bacon the Dog By: Ted CRTF's first resident goofball animal mascot. NPCs Minor Domestic/ Craft	by Ted 195^xp 8 replies 3019 views 1 HoH
Scrasamax	Takamoto's Dogs By: Scrasamax Ingo Takamoto was first a foremost a dog lover, but was also a brilliant geneticist Lifeforms Constructed Any	by Scrasamax 95^xp 6 replies 4850 views
valadaar	An Adventurer's best Friend By: valadaar One of man's most successful domestications has been that of the dog. Even in our world, the variation that has been bred is truly astonishing. It only seems natural that a world filled with magic and the supernatural could yield even greater variety. This is a collection of some of these possibilities. Lifeforms Fauna Other	by valadaar 195^xp 9 replies 4903 views 2 HoHs

“ In the province of Behar in India, there is a bizarre custom that persists to the present day. Young men are kidnapped at knife (gun) point, and forced into marriage. If they refuse or cause trouble upon meeting their blushing bride-to-be, they are told that their family members will come to harm or even be killed if they resist. Some manage to fall in love or accept their fate. This scenario can be adapted to any rpg, ideally with a pc in the role of the abducted future husband!”

Murometz

“ <b>THE COVEN</b> When the characters approach a clearing in the forest, they will see 4 ogres who are guarding, and preventing from escape, 4 human males, and 3 human females. The ogres will see the party and leap to attack. The females will scream 'OUR SAVIORS!!' and run screaming straight across the currently forming battlefield, in between ogres and party members, to hide behind the rearmost party members. They will be safe there. The males will try to skirt the battle to the north side to join the women. To the south, giants will be hiding in the thick underbrush until the party has engaged the ogres and then attack the most opportune target EXCEPT the ones that the females are next to. It should be noted that the female commoners are not female commoners at all, nor are the male commoners actually male commoners. The female commoners are the hags, who have polymorphed themselves as the commoners in their stewpot to escape detection. The males skirting the battle are actually MORE ogres, the hags were in the process of polymorphing ALL the ogres into regular humans for ambush purposes. The REAL commoners are already dead, having found their way into the coven's cauldron for dinner. The hags (the women) will position themselves near to any spellcasters in the rear first, and then near anyone else in the back of the fight. The ogres (the men) will wait until the hags shift form, and then attack first the rear folks, then shift into the melee. It is possible that the characters, as they approach the ogres, will notice the giants in the bush, and be able to warn the others of the ambush. <i>GAME NOTES</i>: If you sell the screaming women correctly, they will not even be suspected until it is too late. Therein lay the problem. This encounter is ESPECIALLY deadly to the rear eschelon of the party. It is entirely possible that the hags will finish off half the party before they even realize they have been duped. Caution is required if the game master wishes to avoid a TPK(total party kill).”

Monument

“ A shape-shifter of some sort has taken up a post at the War College of an enemy realm, where he secretly picks off only the most promising officer cadets, arranging bizarre accidents that gradually debase the leadership of the hostile army. In the long run, this will improve his nation's chances when the inevitable conflict comes. As a shape-shifter he can impersonate superiors and peers alike and send the target candidate to the cleverly-prepared site of his (or her?) execution. As long as he is successful, no-one will ever know about the deception--even necromancy will only implicate the one impersonated...”

rickster