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Scrasamax	Skull of the Storm Giant By: Scrasamax The skull of a storm giant Items Other Cursed	by Scrasamax 75^xp 1 reply 746 views
Scrasamax	Dread Soul By: Scrasamax Also known as the Daughters of Parmak, the Burning Ones, Maidens of the Skull, and other colorful terms. They are once mortal magic using women who have become twisted, evil, and undead. Lifeforms Constructed Underground	by Scrasamax 50^xp 1277 views
Scrasamax	Ulitka By: Scrasamax Also known as a death snail or a skull slug Lifeforms Fauna Other	by Scrasamax 77^xp 4 replies 2833 views
Scrasamax	The Skull of Gardesh By: Scrasamax One of the legendary unholy treasures Items Other Sentient	by Scrasamax 125^xp 9 replies 4041 views
Scrasamax	The Blackened Skull By: Scrasamax The skull of the dragon of dark illusions Items Other Cursed	by Scrasamax 160^xp 6 replies 5710 views 2 HoHs

“ Swordbiters are parasites. They are long, thin and silver, and digest metal, somewhat like rust monsters, but smaller and more insidious. They resemble stick insects, but when they cling to metal they are very well camouflaged, and one can be biting your sword for a week before you notice it. They cannot be removed by hand, as they are very strong, but if the blade is inserted into fire they will leap off to escape the flames. Sometimes, old treasure hoards are infested with them, and the first glimpse you get of the 'glittering' weapons is a pile of rusted swords encrusted with these thin silvery insects.”

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“ The Orcish Mustang - a semi-wild horse tamed and domesticated by orcs to serve as their mounts. Large, strong bodied, and fearless as they live among orcs. On the other hand, bad tempered, with teeth problems, sometimes have hoof problems, and agressive. In lean times, or when an animal dies, the orcs suddenly have a dearth of meat, and hide to work with.”

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“ The village sits on the edge of the deep fjord, often engulfed in mist or rain. Its people are fishermen, who work even through the sea-ravaging winter. And they pray to the gods of the deep. At the beginning of every winter they hold a summoning ceremony. Three boats are taken out into the fjord, a hornsman on each. The mournful horns are blown in the language of the whales, the gods of the deep. The whales sometimes appear in answer to these calls, and it is taken as a good omen when they do. To a party of PCs wandering the misty hills and valleys nearby however, the doleful whalesong of the horns can be disturbing and misinterpreted...”

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