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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 1924 views 1 HoH
Scrasamax	The Golodh Skull By: Scrasamax The Skull of Golodh is the gold encrusted skull of the Dwarf Lord Golodh and it is cursed Items Wand/Staff/ Arcane Cursed	by Scrasamax 98^xp 3 replies 1988 views 1 HoH
Scrasamax	Phantom Island By: Scrasamax Phantom Island is a small island beset by ghosts Locations Area Water	by Scrasamax 75^xp 3 replies 1830 views
Scrasamax	Kriegsherrenwald By: Scrasamax A by the books dark and gloomy forest, but with an unlikely protector Locations Area Forest/ Jungle	by Scrasamax 50^xp 1 reply 1923 views

“ The massive blade known as Consequences carries several potent enchantments of battle, but also has a frustrating quirk: Its wielder finds himself unable to put it down until he enters the presence of a magistrate or other authority. Even then, it instantly returns to his hands if he has committed murder and fails to confess. Unless he somehow resists the blade's magic, the weilder's hands then run with fresh blood; the judgmental blade fights his every motion until he confesses his crimes.”

Wulfhere

“ The Pcs discover an ancient, dusty oil lamp, somewhere in the bowels of a dungeon. Naturally they 'rub it', and out pops a wizened, old djinn. So far so good. Then it speaks... 'Ah at last, at last I am free! Now grant me my wish!' When the PCs explain that they are the ones that should be granted a wish, the malignant djinn explains to them that his particular oil-lamp has a curse placed upon it. Whomsoever releases the entity inside shall be geased to grant the djinn's wish to the best of their ability. Groans ensue from the party. The djinn rubs his wrinkled hands, grins, and proceeds to name his wish. What could it be?”

Murometz

“ Just off the road a man lies dead, pierced through the heart from behind by an expertly thrown and ornate dagger which remains in the body. A long strip of cloth torn from the man's shirt has been tied around his neck; on the tag end an unknown hand has written a cryptic inscription: 'For Djaygo.' When you get to the next town, everyone is talking about a mercenary woman found slain in exactly the same fashion in her room at the inn where she was staying. Who will die next, and why?”

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