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The Pool of Unmaking is hidden behind a large waterfall in a dense rainforest. A narrow ledge midway down
the cliff leads to an opening behind the rushing water. The surface is slick and the waterfall makes a tremendous
roaring. Simply getting to the waterfall is a daunting challenge by land or by boat, but finding and climbing to
the ledge harder still.
A water elemental lives in the waterfall and takes a strong interest in any intruders into its territory. If the
characters are openly hostile it will surely attack, but if they try to plead their case for entry to the Pool, it may
allow them passage or try to strike a bargain.
Through an opening in the rock face behind the waterfall is a small antechamber. It appears to be a natural
cavern except for the back wall which has been worked extensively. A stone door stands amidst many carved
runes and recessed basins. The door is locked and magically sealed. It cannot be opened until the correct basins
have been filled with water. Deciphering the runes will give some clues to which basins to fill with water in
what order.
It is possible that this device could perform other magical functions if the correct combination of basins were
found.
The antechamber leads to the main body of the subterranean complex. There are stairs, hallways and living
quarters from the original builders and guardians of the Pool. Unfortunately many of the walls have developed
leaks and some of the rooms and passages have completely filled with water. Navigating this dark, watery maze
will involve wading and swimming, and will make any non-magical light source very difficult to maintain.
The guardian of the inner sanctum has outlived all of its creators. This massive stone golem is still standing
watch over the Pool itself. It will interrogate any who approach in a long-forgotten tongue, and will not be
satisfied until the correct passphrase is spoken. It may be defeated in battle, but extensive prior research by the
PCs may reveal some clue to what the passphrase might be.
The inner sanctum contains the Pool of Unmaking. The walls are covered in glowing runes and a large stone
cistern sits in the center of the room. The water in the cistern is as still and smooth as a pane of glass. Any
magical item placed in the pool will become completely mundane in every way. It is unknown what happens
when people are exposed to the water or try to drink it. Water removed from the chamber loses its potency
within minutes.
For any number of reasons, the PCs are set on visiting a local herbalist/hedge witch that lives a mile or so
outside town and in a patch of forest.
This adventure presumes that the PCs are venturing there in a hurry, near the end of the day. Perhaps
someone has fallen ill or been injured, or there has been an emergency in town that she can assist with.
As the PCs take the path off the main road towards her cottage, they begin noticing small traces of spider
web. Soon the webs grow thicker, and then stretch across the path. The PCs are forced to either enter the
webs or go back.
A giant spider dwells here, and it will attack if its webs are disturbed. If one spider is not enough challenge,
several smaller spiders can join in the attack.
A clever party may circle around and try to find another way to the cottage – this trap can be circumvented in
this way if the DM desires, or the PCs may run into the spiders again near the back of the cottage.
Naturally the PCs will desire to search the webs. When they do, they find 3 bundles hanging from a high tree
limb. Investigation indicates that these are recent victims of the spiders, and at least one is still alive and
kicking. The PCs must find a way to lower each bundle to the ground and open it to rescue the victims. One
is dead, but the other two are still alive. One is conscious – a halfling commoner who was on her way to visit
the herbalist. The other is unconscious and close to death – he or she needs some healing or they will likely
die soon. The PCs can choose to save one, both or none of the victims. The halfling has no treasure, but the
unconscious traveler has a belt pouch with enough money for the PCs to live on for a week or more.
The players travel on, struggling through webs. Eventually they reach the last turn in the path before the
cottage – and discover that the stream that crosses the path has washed out the footbridge. They must cross
over the fast-flowing but narrow creek in one of three ways – a running long jump, a dangerous climb
through trees that hang over the stream (and risk another spider assault), or hike a mile downstream to a
place where boulders make it possible to cross dry-footed. But then they must battle their way back through
the webs with no path to follow…
The PCs reach the cottage at last, and make a horrific discovery – the whole cottage is wrapped in spider
webs. The herbalist must still be inside, as a dim light can be seen peeping through one window (or perhaps
smoke from the chimney). Tiny spiders are everywhere, in their hundreds. Many are spinning tiny webs and
dispersing themselves on the evening breeze. One enormous spider which appears to be the “mother” has
Within the cottage – the PCs have fought their way to the cottage, won over the spider outside, and entered
the door – only to discover that their entire battle was for nothing – within the cottage on the floor lies a
withered corpse. Just as they believe that the old woman has been sucked dry by the spiders, they hear a
whispering noise from the loft above – and look up to see an enormous old female half-spider. Clinging to
her are handfuls of the baby spiders she has just hatched.
This creature is an arena (in DnD terms) and is furious with anyone who has killed her babies. If the PCs
killed the spider on the roof, she will not negotiate, but will instead attack with all her powers. But if the PCs
were able to somehow communicate with the spider outside and it let them in willingly, she will listen to
their requests, and can perhaps answer them.
Isles of Ice
By Mothshade
The challenge is set within a group of floating icebergs on another plane of existence, possibly a pocket
dimension or demiplane of icy winds and bitter cold. Of course, the 'bergs can simply be placed in some
polar region of the campaign world.
While the PCs can certainly attempt to navigate the treacherous air currents and sudden blasts of ice, there is
a race of flying whales that are somewhat friendly to the adventurers and their goals that can safely bear the
party in their mouths to the 'bergs.
Not only do the players need to figure out which floating iceberg is their goal, they must convince the whales
to carry them there. Will all the characters trust these enigmatic creatures enough to ride forth inside their
mouths?
The icebergs float through the air and occasionally collide, causing quaking and breakage. The frozen masses
are honeycombed with tunnels and chambers, created by the inhabitants – frost salamanders.
The icy walls of the tube-shaped passages are incredibly slippery – an issue ignored by the frost salamanders
that may negotiate ice as easily as solid ground. Many of these passages slope and twist crazily, threatening
to shunt intruder’s right out of the 'berg if they slide out of control.
The heroes will find that a previous impact has broken a large portion of the iceberg free, and that the entire
structure is in two pieces. They must cross a wide gap of empty air and whirling shards of razor-sharp ice to
reach the other portion. Savage winds and the erratic motion of both icebergs further threaten the crossing. It
is always possible that the two halves will collide at any time, or that another 'berg will drift too close for
comfort.
A large chamber houses the lair of a pair (or as many as necessary) of unusually large frost salamanders and
their nest of unhatched eggs. A piece of an item that is the heroes' goal may be found here, but the greater
portion lies elsewhere. Alternately, an item belonging to an individual to be rescued may be discovered, but
the victim is somewhere else. Some treasure will also be collected here, from previous intruders.
The salamanders will fight savagely to protect their eggs, possibly gaining morale bonuses in combat. If
more tension is needed during the battle, another iceberg could collide with this one – hurling the characters
about, but not the salamanders. Adventurers that rely on fire effects in battle will find themselves suffering
falling ice and sudden flash floods.
The final great chamber at the heart of the iceberg is dominated by a steaming pool of water and an enor-
mous mass of dark ice. A large shape can be seen within the ice – it is a truly massive frost salamander
(possibly part dragon or enhanced with elemental properties) lying dormant within. Also noticeable is the
object of the quest – frozen within the grasp of the monster. Whether an object or a person, this thing is
grasped firmly by the monstrous frost salamander and frozen deep within the mass of ice.
The heroes will have to risk freeing the gigantic salamander to reach their goal. The mass of ice is in the
middle of the steaming pool…and the water is melting it in any case – as well as undermining the structure
of the 'berg. Time is running out. Of course, there is some sort of fire-enchanted item at the bottom of the
pool that is causing the melting – an object that can be used to great effect against the salamander…if it can
be reached in time.
During the final conflict, the 'berg will probably begin breaking up – whether due to supernatural melting, or
the collision of another drifting mass of ice. A faithful whale, or nearby iceberg, may be their only hope for
salvation.
Built within one of the many mountainous regions of Krynn, the Tomb of Dragon Queen was constructed to
honor and hold the remains of the first Dragon Queen and favourite of Tiamat. The tomb is in the form of a
No magic will be able to open the sarcophagi as the sarcophagus is a solid block of stone made to look like a
rectangular crypt. In fact, with a combined STR 35 check will enable the stone block to be pushed off the
entrance to the true tomb.
Once the true entrance is opened, the party will hear the followed spoken in a truly malevolent voice,
“Disrupt the Dragon Queen’s sleep at your peril!” As the party begin moving down the 31 stairs leading
down into the true tomb, once the first party member steps on the 25th step (or 6th from the bottom) the re-
maining party, within the long barrow, is attacked by two spectres.
Water Room
The entrance to the third room slopes downward into a water-filled room. At the bottom of the 50’ deep pool
there is a small tunnel leading to the next chamber. The narrowness of the tunnel will require any character
wearing heavy armour to remove his/her armour in order to travel through the tunnel.
Treasury/Burial Chamber
If the party is able to defeat the Dracolich, they will have time to search for secret doors in this otherwise
empty room. Upon finding the room’s only secret door, the party will have found The Dragon Queen’s burial
chamber and treasury. This room contains the closed sarcophagus of The Dragon Queen.
The sarcophagus can be opened and will contain the mummified remains of the first Dragon Queen, but will
not contain any treasure. There is, however, a very large chest against one of the walls. This chest is actually
a MIMIC and will attack any who try to open or search the “chest”. Once the mimic is disposed of, the party
This truly ancient vault is said to contain a unique and intelligent construct from a lost civilization. The
heroes must vanquish a foe that can be harmed only by a specific metal – the metal from which the construct
is fashioned. This metal, whatever it may be, cannot be found elsewhere in sufficient quantities.
Unlike many other dungeon sites, this vault *has* been explored before, but the prison still maintains the
defences. These defences take the form of animated objects and devices remotely controlled by the vault
itself.
As a result of the prison's efforts, the vault door contains an animated locking mechanism, capable of
actively thwarting attempts to disarm it. A rogue or other adventurer must make attack rolls and Disarm
attempts to bypass this treacherous mechanism. In addition, the vault door itself may animate as one or more
smaller iron golems, once the lock is defeated.
The inner hall or chamber contains a ghastly sight – the animated heads of previous adventurers, set into wall
niches and animated by elaborate metallic mechanisms. These are remains of the party that came before –
and failed. It is a glimpse at one possible fate that awaits the current batch of heroes. For added shock value,
the PCs could recognize one or more of the heads as friends, or even higher-level idols.
The heads retain much of the intellect and personality of their original owners – but they have become rather
detached and somewhat mad. The PCs may speak with the heads in an attempt to discover more of what
awaits them further in. The heads will be mostly cooperative, but none will give away enough information to
fully prepare them for the final encounter.
At this point, the DM should play up the horror of the situation and roleplay the heads as disjointedly as
possible. Scatter bits of useful information among barely coherent babble or childish songs. The heads could
provide useful details in the form of command words to their former magic items (found in or near the final
chamber), an idea of the layout of the rooms ahead, and ominous hints of the final horror to come. Whatever
seems necessary and useful at the time.
At least one of the heads lied. Whether by intention, or by accident, the PCs were given inaccurate
information regarding the nature of this encounter.
If more roleplaying opportunities are wanted, the PCs might have some chance of reasoning with whatever
intelligence remains of the formerly-living hero that they face. Also, there is a chance that the animating
mechanisms can be disabled by skill checks. Straightforward combat should not be the only solution.
At least one useful magic item left by the previously slain adventurers should be found here and the activa-
tion word or phrase should be (accurately) known to the party from their conversation with the heads.
The rest of the animated constructs will be encountered here as a last-ditch effort by the vault to defend the
inner sanctum. The chamber itself is cluttered with moving alien machinery. Gears and metal devices of all
shapes and sizes whir and clatter as they perform unknowable tasks. Anyone that stumbles or falls into this
machinery will take damage and possibly suffer agonizing confinement among the metal parts. It is this ma-
chinery that serves to keep the golem physically confined in the central vault.
The largest of the constructs will have the animated head of a departed adventurer. This creature will try to
convince the party that it is the golem and that their quest ends here (from some last vestiges of its former
personality). Of course, this is nothing more than another puppet of the vault itself.
If battle ensues, the swarm of minor constructs will attack en masse and without quarter, led by the puppet.
The puppet will have the use of whatever items and class abilities possessed by the living victim that the DM
sees fit. Fallen PCs will be scavenged for parts where they lie.
This is the prison of the ancient golem. A towering, clanking construct of alien design, the golem is formed
mostly from an obviously strange metal. Any attack made against the construct threatens to damage parts of
its metal body – rendering them useless. For this reason, the unusual metal should not be something as
simple as adamantine or mithral, it should be something notably less sturdy.
As a final horrific twist, the metal face of the golem opens during the encounter to reveal a living humanoid
head of any race the DM chooses. This is the golem's creator, from ancient times. The head will attempt to
negotiate for its freedom by trading the knowledge of working the needed metal into a usable form, for a new
body with which to continue his or her life. Should the DM wish to create a moral dilemma for the players,
this body would have to be alive, aware, and healthy at the time its head is removed and the new head
attached. The golem's creator could be as choosy as the DM wishes.
If this device seems inappropriate, the final battle could simply play out as usual – with the PCs risking the
destruction of the metal they so badly need, if they do not take care during the fight.
This dungeon is designed to be used in a swampy location, all encounter suggestions are chosen from a list
of creatures that would take up residence in marshy surroundings and the overall theme is one of a lost
deposit of knowledge or riches that has been swallowed by the lake itself. To add as much flavor as possible
to this adventure a stock setting for this dungeon has been supplied.
Introduction
The town of Perrymill was once a quiet retreat built along the side of the Tremis river, where it feeds down
into Bluesong lake from high up in the Kragskill mountains to the west. For the last 60 years however the
town itself has sunk into the edge of the lake. This was a result of a magnificent battle between Ifrandis, the
Blue Magister, and an elder water elemental that he summoned at the pinnacle of his studies.
The fight ended as Ifrandis slew the liquid lord and took it's still pulsing heart back into his tower, only to die
from it's potent poison, which turned his blood to water in a short time. Ifrandis was enthralled with the
element of water and many of his previous studies still inhabit the lake.
Plot Summary
The Tower of Ifrandis is one of the few buildings whose top still breaks the surface of the marsh on the west
side of Bluesong lake. The tower itself is still solid if tilted, standing three stories tall and with a cellar one
level down. The tower is not very large, but it is well protected. The previous owner was a collector of
elemental trinkets, and the gem of this collection was acquired in his final hours. That prize is the heart of an
elder water elemental.
Ifrandis is not yet dead however, but not truly alive either, having become transformed into a strange
elemental creature by the poison he suffered and the power of the liquid heart. It is suggested that players
have a means to gain water breathing for this dungeon.
The top floor was once a finely appointed set of personal chambers for the tower's owner. A bedroom,
bathroom, closet, and small study are open and unlocked for perusal. The rooms are all in a clutter however
and sopping wet with water seeping through the stones.
Few if any of the objects are recoverable for their actual value. The rooms are so jumbled and littered now
that movement should be somewhat impaired and the tilt of the tower should make keeping ones balance a
challenge.
The stairs down pass by the open door to the small study, in which a rather ill-tempered Naga has taken up
residence and will attack the party unawares if possible. If possibly out-matched or utterly over powering for
The Library
This entire floor is dedicated to Ifrandis' scholarly collection of books. A very large selection of material is
available here that ranges across a vast variety of topics and many of the texts are rare and hard to find.
Unfortunately all of them are ruined from the moisture and seepage. There are two closets here and a locked
room between them holds the bulk of Ifrandis' magical texts. In the middle of the room is a moderate sized
dark blue crystal ball that had been anchored above the floor by four silver chains that latch onto bronze
brackets in the ceiling and secure the orb via silver rings that pinch it.
The room itself does not have a visible path leading down. The tables, chairs, and bookcases that line the
walls can all be searched or moved but no obvious means is available. The books in the closed room contain
Ifrandis' diary, his spell books, rare and magical texts, and a few trinkets he favored. However it also
contains the secret to proceeding, a scroll with the command word that activates the orb.
The crystal ball is a predefined foci for the spell on the scroll, and when the spell is cast upon the sphere it
will turn the ten foot radius or stone underneath it into a spiral staircase of firm water down into the next
floor. This is unfortunate however as the floor below is flooded.
Ground Level
The first floor of the tower was breached during it's lonely years, and the front door to the building actually
leads straight out into the bottom of the lake. The room is filled with water, and If the characters have not
resealed the entry hatch on the roof then once the magical stairs to the library are opened the water raises
very quickly, bubbling and churning up through the levels of the tower. If the PC's do not have water
breathing this could be deadly. The characters must succeed at swimming away from the stairs or risk being
battered against walls and ceilings as the water level rises. If they fail too greatly they should become
trapped!
If the PC's manage to survive the tower filling with lake water, then what they find is a single large room
dimly lit by light filtering in from outside. If the PC's can see clearly they will notice the large ten foot
mosaic on the floor, made from tiled bits of lapis lazuli. The mosaic starts dark blue at the outer edge and
lightens as it comes to meet a single golden disk at the center of the mosaic, approximately 1 foot in
diameter. The water stairs from above touch down on this mosaic, and if the same password that is used for
the hatch above is used here then the mosaic will melt down into another set of stairs identical to the first set,
and which descends down into the laboratory.
Laboratory
Unlike the the first set of stairs this entire floor of the tower is protected by a warding spell to keep
unassisted water that is inside in, and the water that is outside out. This means that the lake water on the first
This level of the tower is filled with tables, water tanks, aquariums, tubes, vials, vats, and other
paraphernalia. The whole of which has been smashed and destroyed in various fits of rage of the years,
visited upon his prison by the creature that was once Ifrandis. As he held the heart of the elder elemental in
his hands Ifrandis had felt his blood turning to water, killing him. In an act of desperation Ifrandis drank the
watery blood from the still throbbing heart and completed his unique transformation. Later he would absorb
the heart entirely, gaining a unbelievable control over the element he long had felt an affinity for. Now a
creature of water he desires to leave but cannot gain his own freedom.
Ifrandis will linger a moment when the PC's enter his chambers, watching in disbelief. If the PC's cannot
venture a guess as to the creatures name and speak it aloud rather quickly then he attacks without mercy. If
they speak his name it will bring him to a point of attempting to converse with them (Aquan is suggested). If
the PC's are able to free him Ifrandis may become a powerful ally (this is a good point to introduce a
subplot), but if they fight and slay him the heart will be left behind when his slain form turns to pure water.
The powers of the heart are left to your discretion.
The heart itself is an oddly warm and glowing organ of semi-solid water than only deforms slightly when
pulsing. It glows with a soft yellow light from deep inside and it's hue can change with it's proximity to wa-
ter, from darker to lighter. If other water elementals become aware that the PC's have the heart of Liquaries
they should grow angry and if able will attack the PC's in order to retrieve it. The transformation that Ifrandis
was subjected to could be replicated, if the heart's blood is consumed and the PC is infected with the same
blood-to-water poison from another elder water elemental.
The sleepy town of Amphos has never rated a mention in any adventurer’s guide to fame and fortune. So, it
is with some surprise that a former friend and adventurer contacts you from this little hamlet located on the
edge of a swamp. The once great fighter, in his note, mentions that his retirement has been interrupted by a
strange mystery that requires your expertise. So, out of loyalty to an old friend, you make your way to see
what is going on.
Mr. Flyspeck is reluctant to open the door. He is a former adventurer himself (a mage), but he keeps that a
secret. He may allow the party in if they have an interesting magic item as that is his one weakness. Depending
on the appearance of the party, they may be able to intimidate him into granting them entry. Then again, the
party may also be able to sneak in if there is a Rogue with sufficient skill. In any case, magic traps and curses
upon the doorway and windows should make such a break-in difficult. Further, if the party breaks in, Timmy’s
father will use a ring of invisibility to try to hide and watch, perhaps waiting for an opportunity to deal with the
intruders. Other townsfolk are suspicious and will not grant the party entry.
The Flyspeck home appears to be a modest one, though there are indications all is not what it seems. There is an
aura of magic about the place (likely discovered if any of the traps/curses were tripped when breaking and
entering). Timmy’s room seems ordinary enough though he did have a fascination with frogs. A number of the
amphibians live in cages set on a table near his bed.
While examining Timmy’s room, a thumping is heard under the main living area floor. The sound seems to be
coming from under a rug that a table sits upon—could it be the boy is here after all? If Mr. Flyspeck let the
party into the house, he will deny hearing anything, but will not stand in the way if the party begins moving the
furniture and rug to discover the trap door. If the party entered by stealth or force, Mr. Flyspeck will quietly try
to follow the party.
The trap door leads down to a workshop filled with broken vials and scattered spell components. If it were not
obvious before, it should be now that Mr. Flyspeck is a mage, though he will deny it at first. On a counter along
one wall is a wand with no charges left (which may be revealed as a Wand of Polymorph) and a boy’s shirt
ripped open at the seams. If dust on the counter is examined, a boy’s footprints will be noticed as well as what
appear to be the footprints of a giant frog. There is a door in the wall opposite the ladder used to descend into
this shop—it is just now swinging shut.
The door opens into a long tunnel with another door at the opposite end which now stands wide open. There are
four doors along the corridor, each opening into a small storage room. The door at the end opens inward from
the side of a hill into a clearing at the edge of the swamp. If closed, the door blends in with the hillside and is
difficult to see.
The sounds of insects fill your ears as well as the many voices of the frogs living there. You stand in silence a
moment, the trail seemingly cold. If questioned again, Mr. Flyspeck finally breaks down. He confesses to once
being an adventuring mage who gave it up to start a family in this far-away little town. His wife passed away
when Timmy was very young and he, wanting to fit in and provide a good home for his son, decided to hide his
former profession from the neighbors. He hid his old equipment in the workshop he built, going down from
A commotion is heard in the brush nearby. If the party listens before charging ahead, they’ll also hear a deep,
croaking voice cry out, “Help!”
Bursting out of the brush are several giant rats. The rats are escaping, but will defend themselves from the party
if attacked. The noise continues even after the rats have fled or are killed. Pushing through the brush a little
ways into the sometimes ankle deep water at the edge of the swamp will reveal the source of the commotion: a
young black dragon has cornered a giant frog that is desperately hopping behind trees and brush to try to
escape. Looking closely, the party may notice that the giant frog is wearing a very tattered pair of pants!
The dragon is hungry and will not take kindly to intrusions. Upon discovery, the dragon will forget its meal and
attempt to deal with the obvious threat: the party! The giant frog remains, petrified now, watching the combat.
Timmy’s father changes his son back into a boy and is very happy to have him back. He offers the party a
suitable reward (DM discretion). The town should also offer a reward of some type for killing or driving off the
black dragon. One note: depending on the relative power of the party, the dragon’s age and abilities can be
adjusted to make the encounter more … fulfilling :)
Courtyard/Front Door
The face of the temple juts out from the side of a volcanic mountain. It is built of a bright white stone that can
reflect sunlight almost strongly enough to blind onlookers. Reddish-orange geometric designs that evoke flames
wrap around the building and line the open doorway. A line of Corinthian columns stands out in front of the
building wall itself, made of the same white stone and with the same designs wrapped around them.
Outer Chapel - This room is uninhabited at the moment. Unlike the exterior of the temple, it is carved straight
from the mountainside, and the stone walls have a sandy color to them. An altar stands in the center near the
back wall, with an unlit brazier in the middle of it. The only source of light is the large doorway.
The main thing for the PCs to notice here is that the entire back wall is a bas-relief depiction of the volcano god
himself, with his commandments and words of wisdom inscribed here and there in the empty spaces. Closer
inspection reveals that a door has been cut into the stone, although there is no obvious way to open it. Right
over the doorway are the words "My fire shall be your guiding light."
The only way to open the door from this side is to hold do it a torch, candle, or other flaming object lit from the
brazier on the altar. How the brazier is lit does not matter, as long as that becomes the source for the next flame.
When the flame touches the door, it opens on its own, and stays open until someone closes it (a handle on the
inside makes this task a little easier).
Trapped Corridor - The PCs are now winding their way inside the mountain. The corridor here is about 10
feet wide, with roughly carved walls and floors. Plain stone pillars stand in the center every so often, keeping
the ceiling up. About two thirds of the way in, it starts to smell of sulphur. If the trap is not found first, someone
(choose randomly) will step on a section of floor which rests on a central axle, allowing it to drop the victim
into magma below it. The trap is only wide enough to catch one person, and the lava is not deep enough to
drown anyone (not that that should be their major concern).
Inner Sanctum - The priest is in here, kneeling in front of a stream of magma that flows through the chamber.
Although he is not right at the edge, he is closer than it seems anyone should be able to get to anything that hot.
Six acolytes stand around him, several feet back. The acolytes are armed with short spears, although they are
not particularly good fighters. However, the priest's powers are stronger when acolytes are present; the more
that die or run away, the weaker he gets.
Inner Sanctum, part 2 - Across the river of magma (15 feet wide) stand three heat-resistant ceramic urns,
filled with gold, gems, and anything else the PCs may have been seeking. There are no other exits from the
room, so if they want the treasure, they'll have to figure out a way to get it across the river.
Setting: This dungeon is a short cave whose entrance sits where there USED to be a waterfall a while ago. The
idea of this dungeon is that the occupant's KNOW the party is coming. Perhaps they set off an alarm spell or
they were forewarned of the PCs impending arrival. It can be easily scaled for any CR.
The enemy consists of some undead orcs, dwarves or other low level humanoids and a boss necromancer.
The PCs must wade through the river to get to the entrance to the dungeon. The terrain provides no other
means. The DM may choose to place piranha's or other annoying water dwelling creature here, a giant squid is
not native to rivers but would have been placed here by the occupants of the cave as a 'guardian'. While wading
towards the entrance concealed enemies are firing arrows at the party from within. Upon reaching the entrance
they find that it has been walled off by barrels and footprints of at least 4 humanoid creatures lead off through a
now closed (and locked) heavy reinforced door that has been set into the back of the cave.
The room had Orcs or Dwarves (any suitable low level Humanoid will do). They had waited concealed behind
the barrels and sacks of sand (1/2 cover) to fire arrows at the intruding PC's. Once the PCs had made it to the
entrance they retreat through the door, locking it behind them. If the party is of a high level these barrels may be
filled with Napalm, Alchemists Fire, etc and explode (trip wire, alarm spell, etc). The sacks of sand serve as a
wall to stop the cave flooding when the water level rises, though also as a nice bit of cover.
After spending some time to get the door open (open lock, bashing it in, etc.) the first PC to enter needs to spot
the caltrops that have been placed by the entrance to the door. If not, he gets a foot full of spikes. And the
'enemies' now crouch behind an upturned kitchen table (the bowls and cutlery all over the floor), and have
readied their arrows at the now entering party. Surprise round, fire and then retreat through the door, closing it
as they go through.
Depending on how this goes the enemy might press their advantage before retreating once again, throwing their
flasks of Acid at the poor PC's now moving through the door one at a time over the caltrops. Well, so much for
the fighters full plate armour (if they hit of course and do enough damage).
This room serves as the enemy’s kitchen a table in the center has been turned over to provide cover. A cauldron
and cooking utensils sits in the corner. Some crude wooden stools are placed around it.
The Cave appears to end in this room. This room is larger than the others and there are beds lying around the
walls. A chest sits at the back of the room and the 'enemies' surround it, bows drawn and swords ready to be
unsheathed. If there are hostages one or more of them may be in this room, behind the enemies.
They open the chest to find some goodies, take the equipment from the enemies...but whatever they are after
(item or hostage etc.) is not in this room. The DM can be harsh or easy on the PC's depending on level..
There is a false wall at the back of the room carefully disguised in some way. It could be difficult to locate or
one of the PC's could notice that part of a bed was knocked 'into' the wall during combat.
A necromancer of some kind (evil cleric or sorcerer) sits in this room, viewing the other rooms of the cave and
surrounding terrain (outside of the cave) on a crystal ball, pool of water, computer monitor etc. He has had time
to cast his spells making him battle ready and has one minor magical item that makes him slightly more
difficult. Perhaps one that makes it harder for arrows to hit him...
This room appears to be a study or personal quarters. A bed, much better quality than the cots that were in the
previous room sits at the far end with a table of instruments in the center, and a small stack of library books. A
vault-like door adorns the back wall.
The mage, necromancer, sorcerer makes it hard for the PC's to deal with him. He threatens to kill or destroy the
quarry they seek in the last room. The enemies from the previous room rise once more to fight, the PC's trapped
around the entrance to the room, enemies on both sides. The necromancer is desperate and knows he has been
defeated. He will barter with the PC's for his life in exchange for the quarry they seek. But will attempt to
backstab them at any chance.
The Vault door is magically sealed as well as being a foot thick of steal. It is trapped and it isn't going to be easy
to get in there without the password. The Necromancer knows this and is the reason why the PC's SHOULDN'T
kill him.
What the PCs are after is in this room. The end of the cave has a smooth small rounded room, where the water
from the waterfall has carved away the rock.
The mage may try to lock the PCs in this room... if they make him go in with them he will have his minions
close the door behind them and then try to teleport out. He will then flee, leaving his minions outside to attempt
to be rid of you when you finally get out.
Conclusion - This dungeon is a pain in the butt. The PCs HATE it when low level monsters hurt them so
another good example of not needing high level creatures to give your party a challenge. They HATE it even
more when the BBEG gets away. So this is a great quick little quest that the PC's can embark on to thwart their
most hated NPC's evil plans. Of course the PC's can kill the Necromancer guy if they want since there's no
reason to say he gets away. This may have been the location they finally track him down too after they usurp his
I have always ran this sort of dungeon in every system and setting I have ever GM'd. In my experience the
fighter barbarian type character who is usually the first through the door is usually so angered by the end of this
they destroy everything in sight including the Necromancer boss, before even giving him a chance to speak.
This is why i give him the password to get into the vault. If they kill him, they then have to figure out how to
get in there. For DND a good rogue, a wizard or sorcerer who can transmute rock or walk through walls is
handy. If they can’t do it themselves they will have to find someone who can or come back later and if there’s a
hostage in there then they have to be quick don't they.
Merchant’s Crypt
By Aki Halme
A wealthy merchant has died, and interred in a crypt, situated on a small cemetery at the middle of an affluent
town. Much wealth was found missing after his demise, and rumours began to circulate; had the merchant taken
his gold to the grave with him? Unfortunately the grave robbers came back from the grave as undead hungry for
human flesh, and killed several before they were destroyed. Plant life above the crypt has began to wither,
including several big trees, and animals steer clear of that area of the otherwise peaceful cemetery. So do most
people these days.
Above the ground - The town watch is taking no chances anymore. The crypt has been sealed by the order of
the town council, and guardsmen stand watch over the entrance. There is also a barricade and an alarm system.
Since the guards keep a constant vigil in addition to their other duties the guards are typically not very strong –
a rotating shift of a few guards at a time, involving most or all of the town watch. There are also other patrols in
town, and they occasionally walk past the cemetery and sometimes talk for a while with the guardsmen there, as
the grave duty is the most disliked of all town watch tasks. The watchmen next to the crypt are well motivated,
as they, like most people in the town, have lost friends, acquaintances, or family members in the undead grave
robber attack, which makes them very difficult to bribe.
Antechamber - This room is right past the barricade. It is a pleasant, rectangular room with stone seats and
tables for up to a dozen people. The room is lined with marble plates, and has magical lighting. There's also a
small fountain with clear, fresh water. All in all, the room is pleasant to be in, and it soothes aches and pains –
even heals wounds. The longer a person stays in this room the harder it will be leave, as the pleasures the room
gives are addictive. Walking right through is easy, but after a half an hour some will be hard-pressed to leave; a
few hours that they may need to be dragged out against their will. Once a person leaves the room the addiction
will ease without after-effects.
The healing magics that were placed in this room were minor to begin with – conveniences rather than major
benefits – and have been warped by negative energy emanating from the depths of the crypt. The room provides
all it has provided before, but takes its power from the life force of living inhabitants. The total health of the
people in the room slowly diminishes in exchange for the pleasures and soothing and healing that takes place.
Leading onwards from this chamber is a heavy stone door at the bottom of a short flight of stairs. It is unlocked
and its surface is clean and smooth, except for a large copper ring that makes it easy to pull the door open. Once
open, it easily stays open (for now). The other side of the door is smooth, and the door only opens one way,
deeper into the grave.
Catacomb - Leading downwards from the entry hall is a winding corridor that gradually turns as it keeps
descending. The walls are lined with shelves with corpses on them. Using fire here would be a singularly bad
idea as the corpses as well as the shelves and some loose materials on them are flammable and the air supply
finite. A significantly amount of fire would also cause the air to expand, causing the upper door to slam shut,
and possibly bend so that prying it loose will be hard – especially as the door is smooth, with nothing to grab.
The catacombs show traces of negative energy, but the corpses are just that – dead people. Should the party
molest them and be later discovered having done so, the town officials would be unlikely to be pleased, unless
very good reasons could be found.
The catacombs were uncharted, and opened by the workforce building the grave. As the work had already been
begun, changing the plans would've been costly and mean admitting a mistake. Rather than risk the consequenc-
es, the work force sealed a section of the catacomb with an intentional cave-in at the lower end, and cleaned the
passage to serve as a part of the crypt, and hushed up the findings. The bodies were left as they were. They did
not know that the discovery was intentional, and the site chosen so that the merchant could acquire a powerful
magical item. The merchant died soon after, and ended up buried with the item he had coveted.
Merchant's Crypt - At the bottom of the winding passage is a rectangular room, quite similar to the entry
level, except for a large stone coffin, writings of the life of the merchant, and some flowers, now dry enough to
be almost dust as they were left here during the merchant's burial ceremony, a year before present time. This
room is also magically lit when life is detected within, but fortunately lacks the amenities of the first room. The
room reeks of negative energy, and counts as unholy despite its appearance – this due to the powerful evil
magical item the merchant had sought. It's nature is chosen as fits the campaign, but it is located within the
merchant's coffin (or is the coffin), and has over time drenched the merchant in negative energy, causing him to
rise as a powerful undead monster; whether intelligent or not, is up to the GM. I'd leave him intelligent, but
driven insane by the slow subversion to unlife and the containment that followed it, locked in his own coffin.
He may have eventually become non-corporeal, as opening a coffin and getting attacked by what's inside is a bit
of cliche. Still, the magic item binds the merchant to its defense, so he can't leave rooms 4-5.
The Grave Itself - Uncovering the magical item – whether by opening or breaking the grave, removing an item
from a container, or some other means that fit the campaign.. I picture it as a huge sentient black sword.. floods
areas 3-5 with negative energy. This makes the crypt even more unholy than it was, and also fills the catacomb
area with negative energy, causing the corpses there to rise as undead. For a final quirk, the magic item that has
This dungeon takes place in a remote location, within some sort of ring of vision-obstructing land. The church
could be in a ring of hills, at the bottom of a ravine, against the side of a rock-face, a wall, or even in the middle
of a particularly dense forested area.
The only significant detail about the church is its simplicity (one to three rooms actually inside), and the fact
that its original inhabitants have long abandoned it for its new dark master.
The guardians of the church appear as soon as the players cross into the ring of land into vision (and ideally
close proximity) of the church. Many (5-10) imps emerge from the dilapidated statues, stoneworks, and other
areas around the front of the church. However, every one the players kill merely causes another one to jump
from out of sight to join the fray. Only when the players kill the alpha imp, identifiable by his slightly larger
size and position in the back of the melee, will the fiends cease their relentless assault.
Now, with that out of the way, the players must actually make it inside the church, which is magically barred. A
gargoyle animates and begins conversing with the players as soon as they discover the door locked. The
gargoyle is jovial and amused, but also under orders from his master. The only way to unlock the door is for the
gargoyle to speak its master's name.
Thus, as the gargoyle reacts amiably to the players, they must convince, or more likely, considering the
gargoyle is only supposed to open the door for his master, trick him into saying his master's name. Killing the
gargoyle is also an option, but if they do, the master of the church should enter the encounter significantly better
prepared/buffed/etc etc.
As the players enter the church, they notice both of the side walls lined with statues of the church's master in
menacing positions, though each one very subtly different, as well as a stone podium in the center. On the
podium is a piece of paper and a piece of flowing cloth. The paper details that the master can only be defeated
by shrouding her exact likeness with the cloth.
Various clues should be situated around the room as far as which statue is the correct one. However, one or two
Magically hidden, standing on the altar, is the master, watching the players struggle with her trick. If the players
fall for it, she'll chuckle a bit, betraying a bit of her whereabouts to the players. Once she is discovered, she will
scold the players for their rudeness and do battle with them.
The witch should have a key of some sort on her person, which would be used to open a chest directly behind
the church altar. In this chest could be a sought after item, or perhaps a run-around to delay the acquisition of
the item. Also there is a note, apparently from the _true_ witch to her student or less powerful sister, warning
that a few adventurers were coming, and that she needed a house sitter to exterminate the pests once they
arrived.
The Haunting
By Matthew Darcy (with a little help from Dad - Paul Darcy)
The city you currently find yourself in has a problem. News and rumor abound concerning the disappearance of
six children over the last several weeks. Some say they were eaten by wandering monsters. Others say they
simply ran away. But, the majority of people believe they were kidnapped and taken to “The House”.
“The House” is said to be haunted. It is a large, two-story home, long abandoned, that some swear they hear
screams from in the middle of the night. The ornate front doors are locked and all the windows boarded up.
Some of the older people in the neighborhood remember a family once living there and a number of parties
going on at the time, but they were never invited. In fact, the family generally kept to themselves around their
neighbors. One dark night, a particularly loud event took place with wild screaming. The morning after, the
house was found to be boarded up and the family apparently moved out.
Whether out of a desire to be heroes, to collect the reward money, or simple curiosity, you now find yourselves
on the front steps of “The House”. Contrary to all the stories you’ve heard, the front door is unlocked! Inside is
what must once have been a grand entryway, a wide stairway leads up to the second floor. Two doors, one on
your left and the other on your right, are closed. As soon as you are all inside, the front door slams shut and
locks tight. The door will not open—as if someone or something does not want you to leave.
To make matters worse, the door to the left creaks open and two zombies/skeletons/wraiths move forward to
attack the party (DM should adjust the undead creatures, depending on party level and composition, to give the
adventurers a good warm-up).
Once the undead are defeated, the party members barely catch their breath (and hopefully do a little healing)
before they hear a noise upstairs. If they investigate by going upstairs, they find themselves in a hallway with
three doors to the left and three down the hall to the right. Suddenly, from behind the door at the end of the hall
to the right, screams pierce the stillness. The door is locked, but may easily be broken in.
Inside the room is a large bed, the blankets old and dusty. There is also a nightstand next to the bed with a small
painting on it, a dresser with a mirror, and another door. The small portrait on the nightstand shows two
children standing with several adults, all garbed in black robes, in front of a doorway next to a fireplace that
could be in “The House”. The only window in here is boarded up and, standing next to it, appears to be a girl
covering her face. If the party attempts to speak with her, she continues sobbing and demands they leave her
alone. Persisting, they may be able to coax from her this information: she lives here and was killed by the
Demon of Darkness below. If they approach, her true nature will become apparent: a very unfriendly spirit! Her
face distorts and she lets out a horrible scream that will cause the party to have to pause to cover their ears for
one round. During that time, the spirit will attack the strongest member of the party.
If the ghost is defeated or driven off and the room examined, they will find that the other door in the room leads
to a large, walk-in closet. The children’s clothes in here are old and moth-eaten. There are several sets of black
robes hanging prominently in front of the other clothes.
The other rooms upstairs are all empty (at DM discretion, perhaps some minor undead or demonic creatures
could be populated in a few of the other rooms to keep things interesting). They all appear to have been
bedrooms. There is nothing of value in them.
On the Ground Floor Downstairs, the room that the undead came from is a parlour filled with rotting furniture
and nothing apparently of value. The other door off the Main Entry leads into a large living room with a
fireplace and a large, life-sized portrait on the wall next to the fireplace. The painting is similar to the one on the
nightstand upstairs except that the people all wear typical clothing and not black robes. A dining room is next to
that and a doorway there leads into the kitchen at the back of the house. Besides a locked and boarded up door
leading outside from the kitchen, there is another door which leads into the parlour and one for a large, empty,
walk-in pantry.
The large painting next to the fireplace conceals a hidden door with dark stairs leading down to a secret
basement. Hopefully, the PC’s will have paid attention to the description of the painting on the nightstand and
be able to make the connection. The DM may need to provide additional clues.
The stairway down into the basement is very dark and filled with cobwebs. Torchlight, lanterns, even
infravision do not seem to penetrate far into the inky black. The bottom of the stairway opens into a small room
with an iron door opposite. When the party approaches the door, it creaks open loudly. The air becomes very
cold as an expanding darkness begins creeping into the room. Occasionally, shapes can be seen writhing within
the darkness, as if it were actually a fluid rather than an absence of light: long claws, a flash of glowing red
eyes, the gleam of fangs, wisps of smoke and flame.
If the Demon of Darkness is defeated, the party will discover a large, circular chamber behind the iron door
with six children manacled to the walls. There is a very thick tome on a table at the center of the room. Within
this Book of Black Magic are various summoning spells, including the one that brought the Demon of Dark-
ness. The creature was too powerful to control and killed several of those present at the time, including the girl
whose ghost was encountered in her former bedroom.
The children are very weak as their lifeforce was slowly being drained away by the creature just defeated. How-
ever, they will recover and the community leaders, in their gratitude, should offer a handsome reward. Of
course, before they pay up, there’s also the little problem they’ve been having with a haunted bakery down the
street…
PCs are searching an ancient artifact: The Rod of Spellius, the powerful creation of a legendary wizard hero.
They know that the object is hidden in an underground complex built by an unknown race millenniums ago.
The entrance of the complex is a small natural cave located in an arid hill near a grassy plain. The guardian is a
big velociraptor (a fast carnivorous dinosaur), that made the cave its personal nest. If PCs defeat it they can
found the door for the next room.
The second room is an old library full of books and scrolls. PCs can realize that this was one of Spellius' secret
libraries and then they can read the books (some of them are minor magical scrolls). The books contain a subtle
psychological challenge: most of them say that the Rod can be found in the far Demiplane of Metal, not in the
complex in which PCs are. This is one of the Spellius' tests for the PCs: if they believe the books they will leave
the place; otherwise, if they are stubborn (just like Spellius!), they can find the secret door that leads to the
following room.
It's the time for Spellius' second test. This room is completely empty, made with smooth gray stone and with
two identical exit doors made of shining strange metal (no inscriptions or signs can be found in this room). The
door on the left is the real door for Room Four; the door on the right is protected by a trap, that activates if the
The fourth room is a large natural cave full of stalactites and stalagmites, with some fluorescent mushrooms and
a muddy floor. When PCs enter here Spellius' last guardians, large zombies with black armors and slime-
covered greatswords, erupt violently from the ground and attack. One of them can cast shadow/darkness spells,
and another one can summon bats' swarms (these creatures have more-than-average intelligence). They'll
defend the marble altar (see Room Five) at any cost.
If PCs destroy the zombies they can reach the bottom of the cave, the place in which the Rod rests from the Old
Age. It is positioned on a white altar made of precious marble, and it radiates a soft gray light. It can be
removed from the altar only through magic, and only by a character that studied Spellius' books for at least 8
hours. The rod has several different powers, most of them based on necromantic effects.
Divination and dream visions have revealed than an entombed devil is gaining power and trying to break free of
its ancient tomb. A range of mountains is known as the ancient kingdom of the plague demon, exploration
points towards a valley, home of the cursed howling wolf as the likely site of the tomb. The Valley has
shrivelled and twisted trees, barely clinging to life.
The guardian is an ancient magical wolf with three heads. It can speak a growly howly voice, but has a limited
capacity of conversation... Eat, Sleep, and keep others off its territory. (It does not care about birds in the trees).
For weaker players, make the guardian old, diseased and weak enough to beat. For powerful players, make the
guardian ancient and powerful with a breath weapon of disease and flame.
Secret door: The back of the cave den a 10x10 entryway has obviously been sealed with giant stones a long
long time past. Not so secret, but definitely blocked. A warm foetid smell seeps out of a few of the holes. (place
traps in/on the stones for additional challenge).
Main Chamber, Altar in center of room on dais, metallic runes and script set into the ceiling radiate obvious
magic and seem to glisten with a fresh wetness.
Anyone who witnesses this must save versus disease or suffer a debilitating penalty. Priests and paranormally
sensitive characters will feel the wave of pestilence emerge from the tomb.... The process repeats nearly every
hour. Sometimes the plague demon gets farther than other times, but it does not escape the main chamber of the
tomb. Sometimes it is able to get to the left room and move it's skull a few inches (Below)
Left Room
Rune Quote: Demons mind sealed in gold sitting upon stone.
The head of the Demon rests in this room, but it is no longer on its pedestal, over the millennia, the pedestal
cracked and crumbled, ultimately, the golden demon skull tumbled to the floor. Free of it's protected pedestal,
the devil has been able to re-form its ethereal body in the main chamber, The runes are able to affect ghosts,
spirits, and the astral plane, so they continue to shred the demon. It can not physically reform until all of its 3
parts are laid together on the altar. Sometimes the demon is able to drag its skull a few inches closer to the main
room and altar.
Opposite Room
Rune Quote: Buried body seals pestilence within
This room has a large stone sarcophagus covered in runes. To open the body sarcophagus, a puzzle must be
solved (a riddle, brain teaser, or more active (tic tac toe, etc) challenge).
Right Room
Rune Quote: Soul closed in crystal, heart locked away.
The essence of the demon is in this room. It's heart, still beating, rests in a crystal urn, covered in dust.
Actually the entire room is full of dust.... the still beating heart is pumping out dust of decay, which has eaten a
crack in the crystal urn and allowed the dust of pestilence to begin to pile and fill the room. Which each slow
heartbeat, another puff of deadly dust poofs out of the urn.
The party has tracked a major villain to a pub and is out to capture. Their target is the playboy son of the leader
of a crime family, perhaps, or a specialist criminal such as a hard-to-catch cat burglar. The person needs to be
held for ransom, or interrogation, or prosecution; outright killing would therefore be counter-productive. As the
The cloak room is next to the entrance, and holds many of the heavier, more obvious weapons of the clients
within. Should the party opt to fight, an alarm will sound and what happens depends on whether the party
makes it to the cloak room before the weapons are distributed amongst those willing to fight against invaders;
the pub rewards those who fight to defend the pub, and those inside are of the kind with few places where they
can feel welcome and at ease, so they would be inclined to defend the pub as long as the odds are heavily
stacked in their favour. Without their heavier weapons they would be more inclined to wait and see than fight it
out.
The challenges for PCs is to keep together, find the real threats, spot their mark or at least a henchman, and
make it closer to their prey.
Burning Pub
If the PCs manage to avoid tricks and temptations, the next plot is fire. A fair share of the furnishings are
flammable, as are the beverages. The room will rapidly fill with flickering flames and thick smoke if a fire
starts. The pub itself is largely stone, but tables, chairs, curtains, the bar, and the drinks can provide the makings
Escape Route
The prey won't stay put in a burning room, but will try to escape through a back room; first behind the bar, then
to the kitchens, and then upwards through a trap door, and finally out there an apartment to an adjoining street.
The bar has plenty of flammable liquids and narrow confines; the kitchen has knives, a cook, an oven, storages
of edible goods, appliances, open fire, hot grease, a service elevator, and, once the chaos has starts, surfaces that
are difficult to stand on or see through such as peas on the floor, flour in the air or on the floor, spilled sauce etc.
The trap door opens to a closet in an apartment, making the last part of the escape take place amongst sleeping
civilians who won't be pleased if they wake up to find armed invaders fighting in their home. Naturally, the
home is furnished, and since the inhabitants are asleep, dark. Henchmen won't escape this way, but make their
stand in the kitchen; the prey that the party chases will try to flee instead for as long as possible.
Capture
Capturing the villain will be hard as he or she has preparations in place for a escape, and tries to flee rather than
escape. Capturing an associate of the target also works as a consolation prize, and eventually a new attempt.
Holding the target captive also leads to another story where the villain's associates attempt a rescue, or to
neutralise the captive villain, or to capture someone close to the PCs to coerce co-operation.
The PCs are seeking a mcguffin of some sort, which they believe was last owned by a wizard who lived in the
small square “tower” they are now standing before. The wizard died about 50 years ago, while traveling away
from home. His heir attempted to enter the tower, but was slain by something in the tower, and his tower was
sealed at that time. No one has entered it since. Rumors that the tower is filled with treasure and traps abound.
The PCs should have little problem opening the doors to the tower; they are locked and magically held in the
ordinary fashion (arcane lock). However, the antechamber (2 stories high and quite beautifully decorated) is
guarded by a chain golem (or any suitably tough construct with reach) who is initially located on a balcony
overlooking the antechamber. This fight should be a tough one (chain golem is CR 5) but not overwhelming
(suitable for a L3 or 4 party).
The PCs are now free to move into the second area of the tower – the kitchen, dining room, pantries and stair
hall. This cluster of rooms can be treated as one area, as there is only one encounter – the wizard used a dozen
Upon reaching the stair landing, the PCs are overlooking the antechamber and are ready to enter the only door.
Opening this door reveals a bare blank room. It has been stripped at some time of every possible valuable. This
is an illusion. Interacting with the chamber in any way such as searching it, trying to remove the large stone-
topped work tables, or moving other items into the room, should soon reveal the illusion for what it is.
The room is actually furnished with a full working wizard’s lab. All the reagents and chemicals are pretty much
spoiled, but the glassware, the equipment and the remaining materials are worth a sizeable amount to a young
wizard. Unfortunately, they are quite bulky and would require several wagons to carry off. Note that there is
one exit to this room – a door on the far side – and crossing the room to open this door without further actions
in the room will not dispel the illusion.
This door leads to the Wizard’s bedchamber, a small but comfortably furnished room. It is now filthy and filled
with the scent of damp and mildew. On the floor is the ancient and now skeletonized corpse of the wizard’s
heir, left here when his “loyal” servants fled after he died. This room is fully furnished with a bed, bedside
table, a couple of chairs, a small washstand, a wardrobe and whatever else seems suitable. A couple doors lead
out, one to a garderobe or bathing chamber, the other to the final room – the wizard’s study.
The ceiling of this chamber shows some water stains, especially near the study door. Guarding this room are a
suitably challenging number of animated objects. They are the furnishings of the room. There should be perhaps
three large and a few small objects, and some may be partly damaged from beating off the previous “invaders”.
This battle should be stiffer than the one to enter the tower, but not overwhelming.
The final room – the wizard’s study. Here the PCs find their reward for the job. If they were seeking a
mcguffin, it may be here, securely locked in a chest or cabinet. It might be trapped at the DM’s decision. The
rest of the treasure is in plain sight, but unfortunately damaged. The last 50 years have not been kind to the
tower’s roof. It has leaked, allowing a great deal of moisture into the room.
The wizard’s spellbooks, his notes on building animated objects, scrolls, and other interesting or valuable
materials may be here, or may be ruined by the damp, as the DM determines is suitable for his campaign. A
couple of potions, minor items or even a single more valuable item could also be found here – or notes that
indicate what the wizard was doing before he left and was killed…
The powerful wizard Sumuho styled himself as a god and was worshipped far and wide. After his fall, his vast
temple sank into the desert long ago. What secrets lie in the Sanctuary of Sumuho?
Prologue
Millennia ago, a powerful nomadic sorcerer of the Inhap Desert called Sumuho arose to become a figure of in-
ternational renown. Founding an academy of magic, he drew away students of other famous schools. After a
hundred years, the wizard made a pronouncement: he had discovered the secret of immortality, and was effec-
tively a god. The school in the desert became a cathedral and worshippers flocked from around the world to see
this new god.
This drew the ire of the Cult of Khunam, a fiercely monotheistic faith that worshipped the sun disc and the larg-
est religious sect of the land. Offended by Sumuho's audacity and sacrilege, they summoned the Oth-Maares,
warrior monks avowed to protect the faith until death - and beyond. After ceremoniously breaking contact for-
ever from the high priests to free them from any sins the Oth-Maares might commit, they disappeared into the
Inhap. Within a month, Sumuho too disappeared. His own priests either vanished or turned up dead, and his
temple was abandoned and forgotten. After a few centuries, it disappeared under the sands of the Inhap. All but
a few worshippers vanished, the remaining faithful waiting patiently for Divine Sumuho's return...
Opening Hook
While visiting a city or large town, the party is approached by a trio who claim to be archaeologists. Their ap-
parent spokesman, a young man of around 25, explains that they believe they know the location of the ancient
Sanctuary of Sumuho. An excavation is in order, but they would like some physical protection as well as assis-
tance in opening the temple. The temple itself may have a few ancient traps here and there, but the fame alone
would make the party rich, not to mention their share of the treasures within. If the party accepts, the trio will
lead them out into the desert.
After two days of steady traveling, the archaeologists cheerfully announce that the Sanctuary is but a few miles
away. As they top the next dune, however, there is a distressing sight: an encampment of nomadic lizardmen.
Notorious bandits native to the Inhap, the lizardmen are no pushover, especially given their ability to dive into
and "swim" through the sand, making them difficult to track. As one of the archaeologists - a slender woman
with a heavy accent - unhelpfully points out, the encampment is directly over the site of the temple. Unless one
of the party is lucky enough to speak Inhapi, the lizardmen will have to be removed by force. Expect strong re-
sistance from the dozen of the tribe, led by a scarred lizard war boss with a disfigured and mutated (yet oddly
functional) third arm sticking from her side. Their armament is varied, mostly with simple bronze-headed
spears, but a few with steel cutlasses and flails purloined from trader caravans. After the lizardmen are dis-
persed, a search of their camp finds little of value: a few small gems, a decorative garland of gnome skulls, and
a chest filled with desert garments such as turbans.
Following the extinguishing of the lizardmen, another of the archaeologists - an aged but spry man - begins
pulling equipment from their packs while the other two explain that, according to their research, the Oth-Maares
did not simply abandon the Sanctuary of Sumuho, but hid it. Using Khunamite magics, they caused the temple
to sink into the golden sands and vanish. Their research also led them to Oth-Maares texts from which they
Down through the odd sand tunnel, the party comes across what appears to be a solid sandstone door leading
into the underground structure. The door is completely smooth and jointless, about twelve feet tall and peaking
into an angled arch at the top. The archaeologists seem a bit perplexed by the door and are open to suggestions
on how they might enter. As the crew discusses possibilities and theories, at the mention of the word "Sumuho",
narrow square slits crack open in the strange door. Pupil-like bits of stone bulge outwards, staring at the crew.
Then below the eye-like structures breaks open a wide rectangle. Moving like a mouth, a creaking yet thunder-
ous voice utters a phrase in an unknown language. If any of the party respond to it, the door will answer in the
language it hears from the party (e.g., if an elf PC speaks High Elvish to the door, the door will reply in High
Elvish). In its odd voice, the door asks: "Who are you that have come to seek enlightenment from Divine
Sumuho?"
A conversation with the door reveals that this is indeed the lost Sanctuary of Sumuho. The door seems oblivious
to the passage of time, unaware that the Sanctuary has been unopened for thousands of years. However, it is ter-
ribly stubborn and refuses to open the door. The crew must convince the door guardian that they are indeed
worshippers of Sumuho and come to seek his wisdom. At the GM's discretion, the door may require some proof
that they really know who Sumuho is; if only the archaeologists answer, the door guardian will refuse entrance
of the "barbaric and heathen" PCs, so some knowledge of Sumuho's history would be valuable. Once the guard-
ian is convinced, the eyes and mouth will recede and the door will crack from its hinges. The solid-looking
sandstone will break into blocks, revealing a jointed and fully-articulated stone-jack. The golem will step aside
to allow the party to enter the gate. Once all are inside, the -jack will reassume its form as a door. Attempts to
speak to or activate it thereafter will be in vain.
Inside the Sanctuary, the party will find themselves in a cavernous room lavishly decorated. The sandstone
walls look as though they were painted hours earlier, with bright frescoes depicting Sumuho's rise to power and
his ascent into the realm of the gods. Holding the ceilings above them are dozens of massive marble pillars,
each one covered from base to capital in hieroglyphs like a stele monument. The floors are sandstone inlaid
with glass, with the center of the room a mosaic of Sumuho subduing an army of demons. Statues litter the edg-
es of the room, mostly of Sumuho in various heroic, majestic, or divine poses. To the west lay two hallways,
one ascending and one descending, and to the east is another wider passageway. Despite being underground and
without windows, the room seems brightly lit by an unknown light source. The whole effect is a bit breathtak-
ing. Incredible as it appears, however, the sanctuary does show some signs of decay, with piles of sand having
leaked in through cracks in the walls, and some of the marble columns looking cracked and frail.
The archaeologists themselves are awestruck, but quickly go to task examining a corner of the room with a
large statue of Sumuho holding a golden scepter. The woman speaks in a foreign language to the eldest, who
nods approvingly. He smiles broadly, explaining that they were seeking proof of Sumuho's links to an obscure
Archaeologists in tow, the party must rush into one of the adjoining corridors for safety: the ascending hallway
or descending hallway to the west, or the wider passageway to the east. As they dive into the passageways, the
once-beautiful temple atrium is filled by the sands of the Inhap. Now they must navigate through whichever
passageway they stumbled upon.
West ascending - This dark hallway starts as a moderately sloping ramp, but after fifty feet or so it turns a cor-
ner and becomes a steep spiral staircase. It is quite a hike up the 200 stone stairs, which end in a narrow and
low-ceilinged crawlspace. One of the archaeologists comments that this was probably a aqueduct or secret pas-
sageway when the temple was above ground. After a hundred feet of crawlspace, the bottom drops out of the
floor in a square meter hole. If something is dropped into the hole, a splash can be heard after a long pause. The
only way out seems to be through this hole. One can either drop down into the hole or lower a rope to climb. At
the bottom of the hole is a seemingly bottomless pool, with steps leading into it. Climbing the steps leads into
the hallway to the tabernacle room.
West descending - The descending pathway snakes in a sloped spiral down several stories. The path is dark,
but torchlight reveals a few glyphs on the walls every few meters. The path suddenly ends into a thick, undeco-
rated steel door. On close examination, although the door seems to be in perfect condition, its hinges seem to be
corroded. Breaking the hinges will allow the door to fall forward, leading into a large chamber. In the center of
the room is a large skeleton, a chain draped around what was once a massive neck. Even the archaeologists are
unsure what this huge beast may have been. Beyond the skeleton of the creature is a door leading to the taberna-
cle hallway.
East passageway - The walls of this wide passageway are made of pure white marble, covered in runes and
glyphs. The passageway continues for a hundred meters or so before ending in a series of three doors. Two of
the doors are filled with collapsed debris and sand, leaving only the door on the left available to travel through.
A short hallway leads into what appears to be a sacristy, filled with ancient vestments and liturgical items used
to worship Sumuho in his heyday. The colors of the garments are still bright, but the material is weak and most-
ly threadbare. Most of the other liturgical items, however - braziers, censers, scepters, food dishes, et cetera -
are in good shape. All are made from precious metals, and many are gemmed and otherwise decorated. The
walls are plainly decorated with a broad purple band stretching across the room. An examination of the bar re-
veals a loose brick; removing it will reveal the bricks under it are unmortared as well. Behind them is a small
crawlspace, wide enough for one person, leading into the hallway of the tabernacle room.
Finally the party makes it into the tabernacle room. The hallway leads into a very tall chamber. The far wall
consists almost entirely of a huge door made of electrum. Intricately detailed, Sumuho's name is inscribed in
several languages. The portal is dotted with gemstones, and in the center of the double doors is an embossment
of (presumably) Sumuho's bearded foreign face. A large brazier sits on either side of the room, burning some
unknown fuel and casting an eerie glow on the tabernacle. The archaeologists can hardly contain their excite-
ment. "Finally, after all these years!" the eldest exclaims, "we have found the Tabernacle of Sumuho, which
"And," adds the woman, "it is the one thing we must destroy."
Briefly, the archaeologists explain that they are Oth-Maares of the most ancient order. Apparently the destruc-
tion of Sumuho was not complete and he has been sensed carving out chaos from his ancient temple. They have
been sent to finish the job their ancestors started. Unfortunately, as they are sworn to complete secrecy, the PCs
cannot leave the sanctuary. Ever. The golden scepter taken from the statue begins to glow in the archaeologists'
hands and, as though out of nowhere, they produce weapons and advance on the party. The golden scepter - ap-
parently a relic of the old Oth-Maares left to guard the tomb - seems to have transformed the eccentric histori-
ans into paladins and clerics of Khunam*. They use advanced levels of magic, both offensive and defensive.
Breaking the scepter will greatly weaken their power, but it is enchanted and very durable. After the harrowing
battle, the party is left with three dead Oth-Maares and the huge tabernacle.
*For those using variants of d20 D&D rules, Khunam's domains are Sun and War.
The only place left to go now is the tabernacle. The large electrum doors open easily without so much as a creak
from the ancient metal. Peering in the darkness behind them, the PCs can see that this is no ordinary tabernacle.
The doors lead into a long, narrow, high-ceilinged room completely gilded in electrum. Embossed and engraved
on the walls are row after row of hieroglyphs. The electrum surface reflects the party's lanterns down the hall-
way, creating an almost mystical glow. Thirty or so yards down the room ends into a large altar upon which sits
another, smaller tabernacle. Opening this tabernacle will reveal a sort of marble thick frame, encased in plati-
num and marked with runes. From each corner of the square frame is a braided cable of silver; suspended from
these cables is a mummified human head (looking something like this:
http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/mummy/images/ikra-01e-seti-l.jpg).
As the PCs peer into the tabernacle, the eyes of the head flash open and the jaw creaks. The gray and shriveled
orbs rotate about as the yellowed teeth grind against one another. Finally the head utters something: "So, you
have come to hail I, Divine Sumuho!"
Apparently, the legendary wizard really was immortal. Sumuho prattles on, apparently seeing the PCs as
worshippers who have come to remove him from this desert grave. The jealous Khunamites, he explains,
attempted to murder him and placed his head in this magical case to prevent him from using his supernatural
powers. They failed, clearly, as these "loyal clerics" have come to free him from the tomb. So long as Sumuho
believes the PCs are his faithful, the wizard-god is happy. He may even reveal hidden rooms with extra treasure.
If carried, he will peel away the tabernacle walls with his power and lead them back out into the desert, where
he orders them to built a new church, summon the faithful, find a new body for him, and begin anew.
If there is any suggestion that the PCs are not, in fact, Sumuho worshippers, he will grow furious and launch an
attack from his weird frame. Sumuho fights with high level magic spells, able to cast multiple spells at once if
need be. If in the sanctuary still, Sumuho may attempt to destroy it and bring the Inhap down on their heads.
Attacks on the head seem fruitless, with the dried torn flesh and broken skull reassembling itself after every
blow. Shattering the marble box encasing Sumuho's head, however, will kill him. Oddly, killing Sumuho causes
all the treasures of the sanctuary - the Oth-Maares scepter, the sacristy loot, the electrum walls of the tabernacle
Crossbones Island
By Chaosmark www.strolen.com
Yar...I do indeed know of Crossbones Isle, stranger. But ye'd be better suited to avoid that place like a widowed
wench.
A drink ye say? Why sure. What sailor won't talk over a drink? Siddown laddie, and I'll speak with ye until the
rum runs low...
Crossbones Island is the fabled treasure trove of the fearsome pirate Gustaf, a small island far to the southwest
of Iocappa Port. From coast to coast, it's one gigantic jungle, lad, filled with monsters and creatures of myth.
Risin' out of the middle of the Island is a large mountain. Can't miss it for the world. In that remote, desolate
patch of sea be Crossbones Island.
Crossbones Island is a medium-large island out in the middle of the sea. Obviously the coordinates are un-
known to all but the rarest of sailors, but that doesn't prevent people from spreading around their speculations as
fact. Assuming one actually gets the right coordinates to the island (or perhaps they're caught in a storm and
randomly happen upon it), the entire island is a jungle, with the exception of the mountain in the middle.
Within the jungle, there is a large ecosystem, with any number of creatures, both familiar and unfamiliar to
most adventurers. This ecosystem includes:
* Jaguars
* Panthers
* Gorillas
* Swarmsnakes
* Scrats
* Blood Spiders
If ye can get yerself to that desolate place, and past all the creatures that might take offense at yer trespassin' on
their territory, ye'll still have to make your way to the mountain. The very ground itself will suck you up, leav-
ing naught a trace. Saw three good men die that way before we figured out how to pull them out without getting
pulled in ourselves. Poor lads. That's a death e'en Brownbeard hisself wouldn't use on a traitor. Then ye'll get to
the mountain, and the trouble is just starting...
The forest on the island, being surrounded by an entire sea, is at points littered with bog-ish areas. The old sailor
and his crew-mates encountered a patch of quicksand, and had to learn the hard way that if you get caught, you
need to not struggle, and let your buddies pull you out from firm ground, preferably with a branch or rope of
some sort.
So there we were, covered in dirt and grime and all sorts of muck from our trek through that demon forest.
When we finally got to the mountain, it was almost too easy to get to the fabled cave where Gustaf left his trea-
sure. But when we gots there, there wasn't nothin' there but an engravin' on the wall! Well, none of us could
figer it out, so we had to go back with nothin'. Someone else must've stolen the treasure and left that nonsense
scrawled on the wall to send everyone else on a wild goose chase. That be all I know laddie. Good luck in yer
expedition, though I'm warnin' ye now, it's a worthless voyage.
If or when a party of adventurers has made their way past the many and diverse dangers of the island forest,
they will find themselves close to the mountain that juts up from the center of the isle. If they happen to search
around the base, they will quickly find a single cave-opening, with tool marks all along the walls as evidence of
human-creation. The inside is completely empty, devoid of anything except for a few lines of a riddle still
etched onto the wall of the cave.
"It runs smoother than most any rhyme, and loves to fall but cannot climb."
The answer is water, and thus the players need to splash water onto the wall. Any seaman worth his salt would
have recognized the value of having fresh water around, and thus would have plenty to spare for the wall. Once
they do, wherever the water touches will dissolve the wall, which was made of dried, compacted sand. Due to
the dimness in the cave, it isn't obvious from plain sight that the back wall is made of compacted sand, but it is.
At any rate, once they have broken through the wall with various amounts of water and hard work, their next
challenge begins in a room that quickly widens from the narrow hallway they were in before.
Once past the wall of sand, there remains just one challenge that the players must overcome. Themselves.
Where before all traps and challenges were mundane, Gustaf saved the magical defense as his last resort. The
sand wall covers a line of magical glyphs that concentrate and contain magical energies within the area of the
cave past the line. Once a PC steps across the line, there is no going back. The air itself becomes a solid wall to
their flesh, impassible.
At the same time as they become trapped (whether one at a time, or all at once), shadowy versions of the char-
acters form from the shadows of the room, animated by the magic contained and focused by the glyphs of the
room. In order to survive and walk through the glyph-line again, the characters must defeat their counterparts,
who will most definitely work together.
These 'shadow puppets' are more durable than the PCs are, but do not have the same abilities or powers. They
are the same in appearance and size only. However, that size doesn't matter in the least, for they're all the same
strength (above average strong). It should be a rough fight for the toughest of the PC party, and without team-
work the 'puppets' will divide and conquer.
Having gotten past the last of the treasure's protection, there are a few different options available, depending on
what treasure you might wish to impose upon your characters.
The first, and easiest, to handle is to have the treasure be a huge stinkin' pile of gold, jewels, and other riches.
This is probably what they've been expecting.
The second, is that there is a few nick-knacks here and there, the place having been cleaned out before by other
adventurers (or perhaps by Gustaf himself, who would've left the traps active as he left, to keep the legend of
his treasure alive and protected.
The third, and potentially most interesting, is that there is nothing there, but there is a map of some kind leading
to another treasure trove of Gustaf's, perhaps the true one that no-one has ever heard of or found.
Swamp Music
By Nik Palmer
The players must cross or get to a point inside or traverse a swamp or moor.
Rat Hill
Rain comes. A downpour continues through the day. The swamp/moor begins to flood! The party seeks refuge
on a hill above the flooding, but the hill is home to a den of evil giant rats. As the rain continues, the rats swarm
the hill. Hundreds of tiny rats swarm over the hill, while the largest Rodents of Unusual Size attack the smallest
party member.
Thicket
The group rests in a clearing, but is set upon by a creeping carnivorous plant that uses the clearing as a trap
area. It closes the exits with thick brambles and begins to attack the party with pollen gas attacks and strangling
vines.
Witches Hut
The Swamp hermit witches hut is a rare find. It's rumored you only find it if SHE wants you to... What does the
swamp witch want from you? Everyone who has met her has walked out of the swamp cursed or worse!
Serpent Pond
A hydra lives in a swamp pond....you don't think it's spotted you..... yet.
They may request a present from characters who are not deemed "good sports" and may force a quest or
mission upon characters who are "bad sports" to their humor and games.
The Windspire
By Nathan Meyer
Along the perimeter of the vast plains of Veshara there once stood a line of Windspires, towers meant to tame
the fierce winds and rains of the wild lands. Placed almost a thousand years ago by a now crumbled empire to
protect it's borders by buffering the realm with the same forces that assailed them, the spires have nearly
disappeared from the edge of the plains. Torn down by neglect and time, creatures and weather.
Only one still stands, the last Windspire. It is rumored to house one of the great arcane treasures known as
Spirestones, which empowered the towers to act as shields against the storms. The spires were rumored to have
been sealed and protect by powerful Magi.
The Entrance
The lands surrounding the Windspire are sparse, mostly dry shrubbery and tall grasses. The Windspire itself
stands some ten stories tall above the plains. Entrance to the tower is normally gained through the iron bound
white stone door at the base of the spire. While there are windows that might be entered, the ability to do so is
hindered by the tornado like winds that cloak the upper portion of the spire due to the presence of the
Spirestone.
The door is, of course, magically locked and a matched key is necessary to gain access. If the key is not
available then access to the tower may be gained from the same window which the small murder of adolescent
wyverns jet forth from, the creatures make their nests on the first floor of the tower which is 2 stories tall.
The small nest of wyverns likely becomes aware of the PCs outside the window due to the sounds they may
make. The PCs should need to deal with them no matter their means of entry. Once dispatched however the
room really contains nothing more than their nests and a flight of stairs that lead up to a well bound iron door
that seals the entrance the inner flute of the tower.
The door is not locked but should require a good deal of strength to open, as there is a wind tunnel on the other
side pressing against it.
The Windvault
For six stories up the inside of the tower is hollow, with thick fluted stone walls buttressed on the inside by
octagonal beam supports that allow a fierce outer wind to scream down the flutes of the tower, and once they hit
the bottom are funneled back up the center. This is meant to cause an equalization of air pressure from the
inside to match the storms outside, and is a by-product of the Spirestone.
The downward wind through the flutes make it nearly impossible to climb the inside of the tower, however the
fierce updraft in the center will allow clever PCs to use homemade parachutes, or a floating spell (i.e. Feather
Fall) to take advantage of the wind and carry themselves to the top of the Windvault. This should cause the PCs
to make balance based rolls to keep from crashing into the side of the walls and taking the damage of a long fall
down.
The top of the Windvault ends in a walkway that should be reachable once they reach that height, where the
force of the updraft dwindles to a degree insufficient to fly them up any higher. From the catwalk stairs will
take them up to Saferoom directly under the stormdeck, the hatch up into the Saferoom is not locked.
The Saferoom
The safe room is a contained lock-down area for the Spirestone, and as such is an Anti-magic zone inside the
confines of the floor. It is 3/4 the diameter of the rest of the tower, positioned in the middle of the Windvault at
the top of the shaft, allowing air to pass around it's outer edge from the Stormdeck above. The whole floor is a
large circular room with an unlocked hatch on the floor that opens down onto the catwalk below.
The room is lined with lockers for mundane servicing equipment to keep the tower in an operational state.
Ropes, locks, block & tackle, wind-sheer suits, weighted boots, repelling harnesses, and other gear can be
located here. The middle of the room has a large central platform that is flanked at it's four corners by a steel
chained winching system. The winching system, when properly utilized, can lower the holster that contains the
Spirestone onto this platform where it may undergo any manipulation required.
When the holster is lowered down from the Stormdeck the room, which is normally wind-free will be flooded
with gale-like force and will likely knock about the unprepared. Once the holster, and the stone, are inside the
room the wind ceases. To remove the Spirestone from the tower safely requires an anti-magic container of some
kind, otherwise the stone's powers will return full-force once it leaves the room. From here the Stormdeck may
be reached by climbing the winching system once the stone is lowered, or by a single ladder that leads up to a
locked hatch that opens out onto the deck.
The Stormdeck
There are two non-magical means to reach the Stormdeck, one is to somehow traverse the tornado-esq winds
cocooning the tower and land on the deck, where those same winds are originating. Unless the Spirestone is
lowered into the Saferoom this is generally a monumental feat. The other method is to unlock the access hatch
and open it onto the surface of the deck, a less monumental feat but if the stone has not been lowered into the
Saferoom this could be deadly.
The living storm was attracted to the presence of the Spirestone, and enjoys it's energy to the point of addiction.
When the stone is lowered into the Saferoom the Tempest is momentarily confused, until the hatch opens and
the PCs appear. Putting two and two together the Tempest promptly attacks those that have robbed it of it's
treasure.
The Spirestone
In order to offer protection against the raging weather of the plains, the Spirestones were placed in the
Windspires for the purpose of creating a stationary "buffer storm" that would counter the fierce weather of the
region. When the stone is active on the deck it creates a huge weather signature that is controllable.
The stone itself is a little more than a foot in diameter, and made of a semi-transparent green stone that has
many of the properties of quartz but is obviously not, due to both it's resiliency and it's weight. The stone,
despite the power it generates, is quite heavy at 350 lbs. It's weight and the holster are also why the stone
doesn't blow itself away.
The source of the stone's power is at your discretion, however it is a powerful item that could be used to
generate force for any number of ambitious projects and nations would likely pay a great deal in lands or goods
to obtain it. The true trouble with the stone is getting access to it, however immediately afterwards the act of
transporting it out of the Windspire should present a large barrier to any group that doesn't have an extra
dimensional space, or an anti-magic container handy.
The Message
By Morgan Joeck
Travel through a war zone can be tough, to say the least! The PCs have been tasked with bypassing the enemy
base and delivering a vital message to the general commanding forces on the other side of the base. Going
around the fray is impossible as the protagonists have been trapped in a valley. In order to get out, the party, as
a small and unnoticed group has to sneak out the front past the sentries at the mouth. Should they be seen, the
party will have to kill them quickly before they can return to the base and warn others. If they’re not spotted, the
party will have to face the roaming wildlife that inhabits the area. A fight would draw attention. Can the PCs
defeat the animals and flee in time?
In all the commotion, the party has lost their bearings and stumbles into a kobold camp. The kobolds want
nothing to do with the fight, content to clean up afterwards, but if a party of richly laden adventures just happen
As the PCs stumble down the Kobolds’ mountainside lair, some loose rocks tumble downhill and into a
minefield! The explosion doesn’t startle the camp nearby – they’re used to the occasional rabbit getting blown
up. In order to go around the minefield (away from the enemy camp), they have to cross the very large river that
curves around the mountain and borders the minefield. There are small islands in it, but the river is inhabited by
foul monsters (that prevent the party from going up/downstream and provide a difficult challenge should the
party not run from them.)
Across the river now, a few rabbits get blown up in the minefield. Three explosions that night arouse the
suspicions of the camp nearby. A squad is sent out to investigate, and the party is detected. On their bank of the
river, there is an impassible cliff face, and two groups of soldiers approach from either side (on the opposite
bank still) to flank the party to keep them from fleeing. The party has to fight off at least two groups of soldiers,
at a range, to flee.
The heroes reach the quiet camp and find the general in his tent. They attempt to deliver the vital information to
him about their current position and state of affairs hopefully. The general is uneasy and tries to send them
away before they tell him anything. He tries to convince them that they need to go tell the battalion even further
back about this news and slips them a note. Before the party can read it/once they tell him the information, the
enemy mastermind who had taken the camp and kept the general as bait to uncover the party’s information
reveals himself. He has folks nearby who rush to his aid when he makes his presence known. With the general
on their side, the party has a fighting chance, and if they succeed, the general awards them with commendations
and any appropriate rewards.
BE ADVISED: THIS ADVENTURE CONTAINS DISTURBING SCENES AND IMAGES THAT MAY BE
INAPPROPRIATE FOR YOUNGER PLAYERS
Derial Wainwright had no idea what had come over his oxen. A newcomer to the small mining village of
Coelsford, he was hitching a team to his wagon when the normally-placid animals suddenly began to
That was when the ground began to shake. The tremor was not large, as those things go: A few of the
village's more decrepit shanties collapsed, while the fine windows of the Colliers' Guildhouse shattered.
Some rickety porches collapsed, and fires sprang up here and there, quickly put out by the villagers.
The damage seemed minor, and the villagers were soon smiling and thanking their patron saints that
nothing worse had befallen.
Not far from Coelsford, a mere mile or two down the winding river, a massive landslide was triggered by the
quake, unearthing an uncanny sight: A bulging, convex wall of antediluvian antiquity. This ancient formation
remains from a time before the coming of even the Elder races, but it is not what it appears: It is the side of one
of the God-Eggs of K'har, the unborn spawn of a titanic arachnoid horror that once roamed the earth. Destruc-
tive and malignant beyond human understanding, K'har and its foul kin were destroyed before the coming of
man, yet signs of their evil linger in the hidden places of the earth.
Ancient beyond reckoning, ossified and cracked, the God-Egg failed to hatch long millennia ago, but not every-
thing within it died. While the thing's hellish occupant, a monstrous spawn of K'har, may have been extin-
guished, lesser menaces yet remain, unearthly and bizarre. Horrors freed to sate their hungers after an eternity of
waiting.
A large pool of water has collected here, a newborn lake formed by the landslide. A steep slope appar-
ently came crashing down during the recent tremor, choking the riverbed and barricading the valley
with a massive wall of earth, stones, and shattered trees. Brown and murky, the swollen river forms an
ominous pool, choked with tangled tree trunks and jumbled boulders. From the lake, water pours down
a narrow river bed, a raging torrent of floodwaters, churning and rushing along their freshly eroded
channel.
Beyond the river, a newly exposed wall of pale, translucent stone forms an imposing sight. Smoothly
curved, this wall of unusual stone could be no natural formation: A stony face over thirty-five feet in
height, the convex wall appears to be crafted of seamless, smooth stone, with moss-like blooms and
whorls of darker mineral running through the variegated surface.
By the river, a few scattered tools and ropes suggest that others have passed this way recently, but no
sign of these others is apparent.
The material of the wall is no stone that the player characters can recognize: It is the partially-fossilized shell of
a massive egg, nearly 120 feet from one end to the other. The egg rests at an angle, the majority of its bulk hid-
den beneath many tons of earth and stones. Cracks are visible in the translucent surface layers of the wall, and
after crossing the river, characters may discover that a narrow fissure some two feet in height and about ten feet
wide leads into the twilit depths beyond the mysterious wall.
Those looking for signs of how the others crossed will find that the bark of two of the trees has been scored,
presumably by a rope tied across the river. The rope itself is gone.
Beyond the wall of mysterious stone, an ominous, cyst-like chamber awaits, filled with structures that
defy understanding. The curved interior walls are vaulted and ribbed, with incomprehensible tube-like
protrusions that loop and curve out from the walls and ceiling, forming bizarre stalactites and columns.
This nightmarish vista is dimly illuminated by greenish phosphorescence that creeps and dances along
every exposed surface.
The strangely shifting phosphorescence reveals that much of the chamber is taken up by structures as
grotesque as the rest of their surroundings. The nearest is a fluted cylindrical shape, with oblong open-
ings, spikes and ridges jutting at odd angles. An irregular shape is heaped upon the cylinder, with pro-
jecting horns of grayish material reaching high above the irregular mass.
The interior of the God-Egg is dominated by these large objects, the exoskeleton of the foetal chaos-thing
whose egg this was. The beast's massive carapace makes up the nearest structure, while the oddly-shaped object
above it once protected the titanic arachnoid's cephalic centers.
Underfoot, loose debris shifts, making movement uncertain. The floor is covered with thousands of cracked and
shattered fragments of gleaming, rigid material. Some of this debris forms large cylinders or odd shield-like
shapes covered with barbed projections; other pieces are shaped like massive, hollow claws or articulated tubes,
cracked and distorted. Examination of the fragments reveals them to resemble battered pieces of horn or chitin
more than anything else.
Unfortunately, careful examination of the area will have to wait, for this unearthly chamber is not untenanted.
While the spawn of chaos that once grew within this egg was destroyed, some of its servitors survived. Fed by
the ebbing life energies of the nearly immortal being they were intended to serve, parasitic creatures known as
"Inkspydres" also grew within the egg. Dormant for millennia, these ancient minions were aroused from their
quiescence when the God-Egg was disturbed. Eager guardians of a master that is long beyond their aid, they
will attempt to capture or slay any intruders.
Inkspydres are related to more common types of dire vermin, such as giant ticks, monstrous spiders, and their ilk, but they
have an uncanny ability to grow more intelligent when exposed to the essences of their hellish masters. Clinging to the flanks
Inkspydres closely resemble their more common kin in their diet, injecting a paralytic toxin to disable their victims. Later,
they inject digestive enzymes that dissolve the internal organs of their prey and drink the resulting fluids. Like many other
arachnids, they can spin webbing to form shelter or to trap prey: The webs of these creatures are generally a dull black color.
One way in which Inkspydres differ from arachnids is how they raise their young: Inkspydres place their eggs directly upon
the bodies of paralyzed prey, then, when the eggs hatch, the spiderlings immediately burrow into the flesh of their new host.
They remain there, slowly devouring their host from the inside out, until the host begins to die. Only then do the new-hatched
inkspydres surface.
Growing aware of intruders, the minions of K'har stalk forward to attack those that disturb their master's re-
mains. Appearing from among the pillars and fragments of alien chitin that litter the place, they will rush in a
concerted assault. Those that think the arachnid menaces are mere vermin are in for an ugly surprise: These
creatures are eerily intelligent (As described above) and will coordinate their attacks with unnerving precision.
Those listening carefully may hear the rustles and clicks made by the parasites as they plan their attacks.
In this space, sheets of black webbing make it impossible to see very far. A narrow circular tunnel winds
through the resilient webbing, leading deeper into the darkness of the midnight-black webs. Faint noises
are audible from within, sounds as of people in pain.
The barely-recognizable bodies of some villagers may be found first, their empty skin draped loosely over their
bones, their tissues drained and emptied. Beyond them lie additional victims, paralyzed by the Inkspydres' ven-
om and entangled in webbing. Slowly recovering from the toxin, they hoarsely call for help.
If questioned, these fortunate souls will describe three more of their group that were dragged off to some other
chamber, a man and two children. If the party explores further, they will soon discover one of the three missing
villagers. They may wish that they hadn't.
You find another of the villagers, apparently alive, but writhing in pain. His mouth is open as if he is
silently screaming in terror and agony, but no sound emerges.
This poor fellow has become a living feast for the Inkspydres' young. The pain of being devoured alive has
caused his body to throw off the effects of the creatures' venom, but his vocal cords are still paralyzed. If his
clothing is torn away, the spiderlings will be revealed, slowly tunneling through the man's flesh.
The characters will not find it difficult to reach the next chamber.
At the top of the shaft, an oddly-shaped chamber awaits. Glowing filaments dangle from the ceiling, fill-
ing the room with pale light. Within the chamber, two more of the vile Inkspydres lurk, larger and more
hideous than the ones encountered before. Each leans its monstrous bulk against a young girl, who
stumbles and lurches around the room, apparently doing the bidding of the revolting creature clinging
to her. Even more disgusting, the Inkspydres have plunged their sucking fangs into bulbous creatures
attached to each of the girls' heads. Resembling leprous starfish more than anything else, these gro-
tesque creatures pulse and twitch with every movement of their unwilling hosts.
The chamber at the top of the winding shaft is irregularly shaped, with tangles of glowing greenish filaments
dangling from the ceiling. The strands are anchored to shapeless, pulsing globs of matter; sickly, pale light
seems to flow along their length. These filaments contain portions of the supernatural essence of the long-dead
spawn of K'har. Once part of the titanic creature's mind, they may be the last parts of the foetal thing to retain
some of its original godlike power.
Unless the player characters immediately attack the room's inhabitants, they will witness one of the girls mov-
ing beneath a filament, which apparently attaches itself to the starfish parasite. The strand's phosphorescence
changes to an urgent pulse and a look of agonized madness crosses the girl's face. Her hideous rider, slurping
and chittering with apparent satisfaction, then draws forth the unnatural phosphorescence from the parasitic star.
Dozens of tiny parasites resembling starfish roam this chamber, drawn by the last vestiges of the thing's alien
might. Originally symbiotes that aided the Inkspydres as they tapped into their monstrous host, they now at-
tempt to bond with anything that enters the chamber, skittering across the floor in their race to be the first to
reach potential host creatures.
Those who allow one of the things to latch itself onto them will barely feel its tendrils drilling through their
skull and into their mind. Some slight pain may be noticed when the star creature contacts one of the hanging
filaments, but even that is easily overcome. Then, the instincts and desires of the spawn of K'har come rushing
into the mind. Madness, agony, and disorientation batter the sanity, as a rush of primitive, chaotic power over-
whelms the host creature. Those with sorcerous abilities find them magnified beyond anything they've ever felt,
while those sensitive to spiritual realms discover incomprehensible vistas filling their mind. Even those whose
abilities and interests are purely physical find their strength and speed increased tremendously.
The power can be seductive, but the price is high: The overwhelmingly powerful thoughts and instincts of a
long-dead alien godling will not be denied. Those who partake of the thing's power become, in effect, exten-
sions of its malevolent will. Human sanity and reasoning are swept away, making room for alien logic and in-
comprehensible urges.
The inkspydre elders within the chamber have immeasurably increased their magical and intellectual abilities
through the revolting communion that they have inflicted on their victims, "drinking" the alien magical power
of the filaments while leaving their victims nothing but the overwhelming madness of the spawn. They have no
intention of sharing the chamber's bounty, either: As soon as the preoccupied creatures become aware of intrud-
ers, they will immediately unleash magical attacks on the interlopers. The magical might of the inkspydre elders
All the while that the battle rages, dozens of the star parasites will try to crawl up the combatants' bodies, seek-
ing to "bond" with them. Strong negative emotions attract them, so the fury of battle draws them like a moth to
the flame.
Just as the tide of battle shifts decisively against the Inkspydres, those battling in the chamber will make another
terrifying discovery. Buried in the heaps of debris that cover the floors of the God-Egg, dozens of additional
Inkspydres had lain, dormant for centuries or millennia. In a stasis near death, these things had not arisen earli-
er, but the fury of battle within the mind chamber of their true host had broken their torpor. Awake and filled
with the hunger of centuries, dozens of the nauseating arachnoids begin flooding in through every orifice of the
massive thoracic chamber. When it seems that the battle is won, the true battle begins. This horde is not nearly
as deadly as the others in the area, however: Many are physically feeble, lingering remnants of what once were
lethal horrors.
The Aftermath
After the battle is over, those that remain in the Chamber of the Mind Eaters will find a number of strange crys-
tals embedded within the chamber's walls and scattered across its floor. These crystals resonate with powerful
magical energy, and are clearly valuable. Sorcerers, especially, will find them useful for empowering their en-
chantments.
Some may be rash enough to sample the heady power to be gained from the dangling filaments. They will sure-
ly gain magical might beyond the dreams of most mortals, and all it will cost them is their humanity.
The girls' families will be glad to have them back, even if their grip on reality has been shattered. They may
eventually become pawns in the power struggles of powerful magi, as each has primordial secrets of chaotic
magic locked away within her maddened mind, accessible to one with the proper spells. Their madness may
even be cured, once someone is able to remove the strange parasites clinging to their skulls, sending questing
tendrils throughout their minds.
The tiny creature's tendrils probed the ground ahead of it, as its alien senses struggled to orient it on the forest
floor. Unused to its surroundings, the star-shaped symbiote found itself circling back on its own trail repeatedly.
Despite the setbacks, the little creature kept moving. It would find a suitable host eventually.
THE END...
OR IS IT?
Acknowledgements
Thanks go to Echomirage and the Flashchat Boyz (Particularly Murometz and Manfred), who are responsible for the good
parts of this. Any parts that aren't so good are wholly mine.
Enter the Kingdom of Frog King in search of Treasure. What deal will you have to strike to get out alive?
Summary
Ah! So ye been to the top of Drugar's Ridge and ye wish to know more about what we call the beauty mark of
the forbidden forest? Though the rumors will have you believe that it is a spot where the demons frolicked long
ago and now only evil lurks. Tis true, but not how you think. My great grandfather was friends with the one
who brought it into being.
In a time before the Frog king came to lord over the Forbidden forest, and the agreement was made, this town
kept a scouting post there. My great grandfather said that he and an old greedy soldier turned up some treasure.
Rather than turn it to the kingdom, the rightful owner, his friend's greed go the best of him.
Enter the Kingdom of Frog King in search of Treasure. What deal will you have to strike to get out alive?
Background
Thick Jungle-like forest is marred a Barren Dark spot where nothing grows, ruins of the outpost at the center of
the spot. The Forbidden forest near the city is known to be inhabited by a Cult of sentient frog people, living in
the swampy end of the Forest. They guard the forest and keep humans from interfering with the balance. Ru-
mors of a great and powerful item is said to hide in the ruins. No-one who has dared entered the forest to re-
trieve it have returned.
Long ago, when the city was just a trading town, Roger and his friend, Jaret, found a Powerful magic item while
investigating a cave/hollow in the nearby cliff. Jaret, a budding wizard, was determined to figure out the items
effects. Roger just wished to turn it over to the duke, and let the court magicians handle it, as it was truly prop-
erty of the kingdom. After many failed attempts Jaret's greed took over and he decided to just pry some of the
jewels out and sell them. Roger argued loudly against doing it eventually leaving to walk off some of his anger.
This argument is what caught Arronjus attention way up in the trees. Below him the human outpost was alive
with after dinner reveries. He saw the flash of gold through the window and decided to see what happened. Af-
ter Roger left, momentarily hushing the activity at the post, Jaret took out his dagger and began working. Arron-
ju and Roger saw a staccato succession of great green and purple flashes. In that moment Arronju jumped for
his life. Some of the outpost was disintegrated, and the rest was flung into the surrounding forest.
The magical energies dissipated through the forest, irrevocably scaring the outpost area, and altering many of
the creatures, making it far more dangerous for the average traveler. It also magically changed him into the
beast he is now.
When Arronju came to, the forest looked smaller, he felt unusual sensations from what felt like his ribs. As he
righted himself he saw his longbow and quiver, now toy-like near his hand. As he straightened and stretched, he
noticed wings protruding from his back. Realizing that he changed but was otherwise unharmed, he cautiously
moved back to the outpost clearing. That's when he saw the devastation of both the forest and the outpost. Hu-
man bodies lay strewn and broken, all about the smoking ruins. He found and picked up the golden item from
the ruins, strangely in perfect condition next to a marked chest.
Arronju decided to become the dragon-like guardian of the object and took the role of King. His view that hu-
mans are just a danger to the balance of life was solidified in the explosion event. He soon realized the strength
of his position and created his kingdom dedicated to keeping balance in his forest. He used it to keep the forest
and its changed denizens safe from the humans and their propensity to destroy what they don't understand and
fear. Forest dwellers all love him for his service and protection.
A Helpful Voice
The party encounters a Dryad or other tree spirit. The spirit warns the party that they must turn back or catch the
attention/wrath of Dragon King Arronju. She appears to be helpful, and will send them to the ruins they seek,
but Via the Large Chasm. So the Frog King knows where to meet them. (if they survive getting there.) The spir-
its notify the Kings straight after the party leaves.
The Chasm is a long rope bridge. The ropes are actually Webbing created by the spiders that live beneath it on
either side. They don't attack until the party is near the middle. And they typically move in underneath. As this
bridge is actually part of their web the spiders are right at home. The spider dens are under the bridge in the
cliff-side.
Variant: The PCs could also be attacked by the King while they cross the bridge. All the while being shot at
from one or both sides be frogmen.
The journal is mostly destroyed. A couple entries are left. One entry (written entirely in an ancient tongue) de-
scribes that the chest is trapped and has a riddle-the answer is the original name of the oldest Tavern in the city.
The last journal entry is about how he has yet to find the activation words for the item and is therefore only
worth the gems in it, which he will try and pry out.
When they find the chest, they read the same riddle inscribe in the same ancient tongue on the chest. If spoken,
the trap doesn't go off. In the chest they will find some items of interest. But not the item they are seeking.
Some frog folk leave with him (hopping in the cover of the tree canopy), and some stay and attack. They are
tree frog people and typically stay in the concealment of they trees, and use what magic they know to hinder the
parties progress. Often they will wait until the party has run into something else, and at the in-opportune mo-
ment, attack. The frogmen always leave when they are about 50% health.
The Duel
The village is up in the trees, however the throne is in the heart of the swamp on an island in a pond. When the
party makes it to the village, they will be met with silence.
They Fight: The frogmen are instructed to take out the weakest of the party first, if they start fighting, they will
be subdued and brought before the King.
They Parley: Otherwise they will detect a faint path to the Island. The party is offered, as an alternative to fur-
ther bloodshed, they are asked to fight a duel with the tribes best warrior.
The Duel: The first to land 3 blows shall keep the item. The Warrior uses a neurotoxin that is secreted from its
back to coat the blade. Each hit hinders the challenger. The fight is conducted in the bogs. There are variations
of deep to shallow bogs and small islands of land. The frog warrior always uses terrain to his advantage
(sinking below sight) also can use his tongue to trip the challenger. If the party wins, the history of the item and
the tribe is explained when the given. The group is then asked to make help forge a treaty between the neighbor-
ing settlement and his people. If they lose he gives them another chance. They must trade an item of his choice
and have them forge peace. If they get a peace agreement, then the party can have the item as payment.
Lastly if the PCs get fed up and just starts attacking, then the king gets involved. If they succeed against him,
before he is killed, He asks for mercy. He tells them of the events surrounding the item and how he just wishes
to regain the peace they once had. He will gladly hand over the item for his life and those of his people. He begs
them as a favor to help forge a treaty.
Confession
If the King isn't dead, when the item is finally and reluctantly handed over, The King shows his relief at giving
it up. If asked why, Arronju explains he would get impulses to protect the item which is one of the driving forc-
If the king isn't alive, he person holding the item will dream about traveling, as if to coming home to a loving
family member, with this ache of longing to be there.
An evil pair of trolls live on an jagged rocky island in the Hag Cove. The trolls can even cast magic! The trolls
have something the players need or a local town hires them to remove the menace.
Harpy Aerie
The top of the rock island has many harpies or Sirens living on it. They act as a scout and look out patrol, as
well as protect the top entrance of the rock. The trolls provide them food and entertainment and a safe place to
live.
The first chamber opens up to find that the door which they came from has sealed shut. The room itself contains
only one way out, a doorway some many, many feet high. With that, a massive bas-relief statue of a creature
animates and tells the adventurer’s he will be judge to determine if they are worthy to advance. The creature
conjures up a puzzle for the adventurer’s to solve.
Any effort to use magic or items not handed out from the challenge deems them unworthy to advance, the bas-
relief then animates and attacks. If they are successful, the creature teleports them up to the next room.
This area is a small treasury full of dusty tomes and small curios. The room has also partially collapsed,
splintering the item the adventurer’s have sought for under rock! Those dusty tomes reveal a special way to
repair the item, and lies in the next few rooms ahead. But among the rubble rises another black bones to harass
our heroes.
Heading down a dark corridor leads to a large room with a massive pit, fracturing the room in half. There are
three small wooden bridges covering the pit. In that pit is a massive fire! A mirror image of the bas-relief in the
puzzle room appears on the other end of the room. It challenges them to a duel, that the first one to send it into
the fire, are deemed worthy to enter the vault and uncover the secrets to repair the item.
In this tranquil room rests a shimmering spring that resides in the back half of the room. In here the adventurer’s
uncover the means to repair the item by a friendly resident of the spring. Gaining this information, they now
have the means to repair the item.
There are also engravings of the names of the adventurer’s on the wall! Its headlines could send the
adventurer’s to another place, reveal a “hit-list” from a mad wizard, or an urgent message to them.
The entrance is wreathed in shadows, actually a darkness that can't be seen through. There is an aura of fear that
keeps all but the most desperate, stupid or stupidly brave from entering the darkness. The darkness, once en-
tered, surrounds the individual with insane whispers of terror and death. The darkness fills a narrow entry way
that goes for approximately 50 feet. The only sounds that can be heard are the whispers. It is possible for some-
one to yell to people adjacent to them but what they say is not comprehensible. All lights that enter are extin-
guished and must be relit outside the darkness. Magical light is suppressed for two rounds.
The PCs are trapped! This room is a twenty by twenty square room. When the last PC enters and light is struck,
a door swings out of the darkness and seals shut, appearing to become part of a painting. The walls are covered
with a variety of murals all of them featuring shadows and death. The direction from whence the party came
shows a darker version of the surrounding area. One appears to show a temple of Shar, another, shows a thief
stealing life force from the shadows. The last wall depicts a drow city. All of the paintings have a door in them
(spot check). The party must figure out how to proceed as the door behind them closes and becomes part of the
painting. One of them may notice that as their shadows flicker across the paintings, they seem to move and
come to life. As the light returns they appear to be ordinary paintings once more. The party must eliminate all
light on one of the doors to proceed. Three of them are magically sealed the only one that can open is in the
thief painting. The lock must be picked in the dark; it is a simple lock though.
The door seals behind them. This room is 40 by 20. It is cut from stone. The ceiling is 15 feet high and covered
in stalactites. The floor has a smattering of stalagmites. The largest stalagmite also has a large mound of rubble
against it. As the characters enter the room they hear some skittering. If they have light, again, they see no crea-
tures. This room contains a clan of skiurids. However, this clan does not attack in darkness; someone with dark-
vision should see the skiurids observing/ignoring them. If there is light and the party approaches the mound the
skiurids attack, some may even drop from the shadows around the ceiling using their shadow jump ability to
drive the PCs into their chill darkness spells. The PCs should assume that light does not help them in this dun-
geon. The PCs must exit through the door opposite of where they started, to do so they must pass by the skiurid
nest. The skiurids numbers seem endless (DM decides if they are.) If the PCs keep the lights out, they may
move across the room without being attacked.
The next room is a small underground beach. The water extends for 30 feet before the wall comes down to meet
it. The shore slopes so that the water is five feet deep about ten feet in. There is no apparent exit except back
into the last room. The water does not appear stagnant and actually laps at the sand. The sound of thunder can
be heard depending on the tide (if it is going out, no, if it is coming in then, yes.) There is a large amount of
bones and rotting clothing on the beach. There is also a small stack goods in the corner, a couple rugs and other
things that don't swim well (you could toss a folding boat in there too.) As soon as all of the PCs start feeling
The tunnel is short and opens to a room that is not quite square. There is a pool about 20 by 20 with a staircase
in the corner leading to a small platform about ten feet square. The platform has a tunnel leading upwards but it
is filled with rubble. There is also a collection of treasure at the bottom of the pool. The pool is only 12 feet
deep and has another tunnel leading out at the bottom of the pool on the opposite side. As the PCs move to the
platform a large shark (monster manual) enters through the bottom tunnel. If Klkkikk't't ran the shark appears to
have something hanging from his mouth to indicate Klkkikk't't has been eaten. This shark is actually
Klkkikk’t’t’s occasional companion and is doing Klkkikk't't a favor (Klkkikk't't used his Speak with Sharks
ability to for this favor.) He thought the party was out to destroy him for his attacks on various villages. The
party may Spot a small rodent hole emanating light in the rubble pile. If they dig they can exit the cave that
way. Most of the rubble is small and easily moved. They could pile it into a corner or dump into the water, pos-
sibly damaging some of the treasure. If the characters use some ranged weapons it is possible to drive off the
shark. It will only suffer a few hits before it circles the bottom or leaves. The characters can retrieve the treasure
unmolested if they drive off the shark. They could opt to try again later to get the treasure. The treasure should
be a random collection of objects gold and gems spread over the slightly sandy bottom. It should however be
predominately seafaring treasures.
A fantastic fortune in the remains of a drowned realm. This adventure is made for classic treasure hunters with
few stiff fights. The rewards are high, and the traps lethal.
Background
The Kingdom of Melethad was quite small, and nestled in a remote mountain valley. It boasted little natural re-
sources apart from very rich diamond deposits. Its wealth and formidable natural defenses kept it aloof and safe
from its enemies.
However, its location was also it's doom. A vast glacial lake had been building up for centuries, and in one final
catastrophic release, flooded the valley, washing away all virtually all of their works and drowning the people.
Not everything was lost, however, for beneath Castle Melethad was a strongly built dungeon, home to a mas-
sive vault used to contain the realm's treasures, including a massive store of diamonds.
Freed by the break, a river filled the valley, further hiding what once was a thriving kingdom.
The river has diminished greatly in size, and some treasure hunters have come to the valley, seeking the vast
treasure somewhere under the sludge. The PC's have come into the employ of an Astrologer who claims to have
enough information to pinpoint the ruins. He needs muscle and skills at dungeoncraft, for the vault was well
protected. The Astrologer in turn has been hired and is sponsored by a petty noble whose lands are somewhat
downstream of the Drowned Realm. As a result this expedition will be reasonably well funded.
A bit premature - he found part of the ruin, but it may take some time for the PC's to find the stone portal lead-
ing into the lost castle's dungeon. As much time as desired by the GM may be taken to find and excavate the
entrance below.
The dungeon below the castle is large, but not a maze. The Astrologer knows the layout well enough to bring
the PCs to the First Door easily enough.
Complication: Rival treasure hunters may seek to claim jump the PC's. The threat should be serious, but not
overwhelming.
No automatic mechanism exists - enough strength must be brought to bear to dead lift 5 tons. Back in the day,
when the door was opened, pulleys were fitted into sockets in the ceiling (the sockets can be found upon search-
ing, but the pulleys are absent) allowing fewer men to be used to open the door. The door does not lock in place,
and so must be held up while other crawl underneath. 10000lbs will crush anyone unfortunate to be caught un-
derneath should it be dropped.
Complication: The dungeon is still flooded in places. As a result, 2' of water covers the floor, making it even
more difficult to lift, as the eyelets are underwater.
The Gauntlet
A 40' hallway, 5' wide with 7' ceiling. Every 10', the ceiling lowers down 1' requiring stooping and crouching.
The hallway was once heavily trapped, but the length immersion has ruined many of them. The floor is littered
with pressure plates that will click when stepped upon, but little will happen. The first and last pressure plates
Complication: Like the door, 1-2' of water covers the floor, making detection of the pressure plates difficult at
best.
The PC's are not there yet! The last obstacle is a massive bronze door with 6 large keyholes. All must be picked
or magically opened separately in order for the door to be opened. Even unlocked, the massive portal requires
significant effort to open. What lies beyond?
The Vault
The vault was not 100% watertight, and many of the valuables within the room have rotted away. All of the
chests have been rendered useless, their traps defeated by time and water. A trove of diamonds and precious
metals remain. But, they are not undefended. Bronze automations of various sizes and types have survived the
immersion and will rise up and attack the pc's, for non save the long dead and drowned king can enter unmo-
lested. The fight should be dire...
Complication: Again, this room could be partially flooded, putting most of the treasure below the murky wa-
ters, along with the guardians.
Betrayal!
And it does not end with the mechanical foes.
The Petty Noble who sponsored the expedition is not interesting in sharing the booty. It was his ancestor who
engineered the flood that devastated the kingdom. They did not anticipate that the region would be under water
for an extended period, so the plan bore no immediate fruit for its instigator.
He has followed the PCs to the location with a large force and will wait until the PC's emerge laden with trea-
sure to attack. If the battle with the constructs was taxing, fighting the nobles troops should be even more so.
Complication: The spirits of the village have not rested. With the coming of the Petty Nobel to the valley, they
have their chance at revenge. They will release a second flood into the valley while the fight is ongoing. The
PCs might get some warning of this, either subtly - a rumbling, or explicitly from the spirits ("Run Mortals!",
whispered unseen into their ears).
Complication: A third force of claim jumpers of any desired makeup turns the fight into a 3-way combat.
The desired end result is that the PCs barely survive and managed to obtain at least a reasonable amount of trea-
sure before being forced to flee by a second flood. Now that the portal was open, the waters will destroy even
Canvas Town
Canvas town is mostly known for its springtime festival. While the village is quite small most of the year, it
swells to a huge tent city in the spring. There are three roads that meet the main road in the center of the village,
with six inns clustered around the resultant intersection and common green.
During the spring, merchants clog the roads, meeting at Canvas Town, turning the normally sleepy village into
one of the largest free markets outside of the great port cities. This economic boom only lasts at most a month
as merchants come and go, but the business attracts more than just merchants. Entertainers come to show of
their skill and fatten their purses, as do mercenary companies looking for work, and the locals come from
leagues in all directions. Few overlook this seasonal explosion of commerce and mirth. The Carnival of Forgot-
ten Souls is no different than any other troop that rolls up onto the edge of the market green.
Like any other traveling Carnival, the Forgotten Souls have acrobats, beast wranglers, and a side show of
freaks. A more recent addition comes in the form of the Bedizen's Traveling Dungeon.
A female mercenary is rare, a ravishing beauty as a mercenary is even rarer. Piwowar stands at the front of Be-
dizen's Traveling Dungeon, her blonde locks falling over brightly polished chain mail armor. Her voice is clear
and strong as she challenges men and boys passing by to test their mettle in the depths of the traveling dungeon.
Most of the younger boys are starry eyed at the notion of swinging a sword and clearing out a pit of evil like the
heroes from the epics. The older boys and young men often take a notion to impress the steel clad warrior-wom-
an who calls them to glory and battle.
The front room of the sprawling canvas tent is the armory, a place full of wooden racks stocked with stout
wooden shields of all sizes, some small enough for a five year old, all the way to strapping tower shields large
enough to stop a ballista bolt. Other racks hold wooden swords, some no larger than daggers, others as large as
true greatswords. Braziers smolder and fill the room with a heady aroma of burning herbs and charcoal.
Those patrons old enough to do so are often encouraged to down a mug of liquid courage, as it might be the last
thing to cross their tongues before death.
The Knight one the left hand side is the Knave, unable to speak the truth, the one to the right is the true Knight,
only able to speak truth. Logic puzzle aside, both are suits of armor that were given the ability to speak by
means of a common Speaking Stone charm. Each has a stone, marked with either Knight or Knave dropped into
it's foot. One stone lies, one tells the truth and if a visor is closed said stone is muffled.
If the left-hand Knight is chosen, proceed to Room 3, if the right hand Knight is chosen, proceed to Room 4.
Bedizen, the Half-Troll - The owner and proprietor of the traveling dungeon, Bedizen joined the traveling carni-
val not too long ago and worked in the freak show until his act was ready to be put together. How a half human,
half troll came into being is a question of some interest in the camp, one that Bedizen waves away with a cal-
loused hand. When facing young children, he is hardly as scary as he could be, and it is rare that a child under
the age of 9 doesn't 'slay' the mighty troll. Those who are older, or have a mind to actually hurt someone with
their wooden swords are quick to find that there is truth to his trollish appearance and he doesn't take kindly to
folks interested in causing pain. He will break swords and send such braggarts running in fear, much to the de-
light of children and the girlfriends of said braggarts.
Bedizen would not be a proper monster if he didn't have a proper treasure to be guarding. Older boys win a kiss
from Piwowar when they leave, while the children generally snatch a piece of amber bright candy for their great
deed.
After passing down a canvas corridor, the travelers are assailed by the stink of brimstone, burning in a pair of
braziers sitting in front of a heavy and macabre looking gate. The braziers sit a bit higher than the others and the
smell of brimstone is much less noticeable closer to the ground. No need in sending the little ones running with
burning eyes and sick stomachs. The gate is painted black and looks like it is slick with blood, distant moans
and wails can be heard as the would be heroes push the heavy doors open and enter the largest of the divided
sections of the Traveling Dungeon.
There is a great bellow as the patrons pass between the doors, really slat board painted cunningly and weighted
with bricks or sandbags to make them heavy. There is a frightening figure standing in the middle of the cham-
ber, a demon from myth and legend. Surrounding him are six braziers filled with blazing charcoal, making the
Fighting the demon only takes heart and courage as with Bedizen, it is a man in costume. Wearing a suit of
painted leather armor with a demon helm, Sal Giantson earns his modest living with the carnival. Named Giant-
son for standing nearly seven feet tall, he enjoys wearing the costume and getting the frightened shrieks from
the children, and just as often is 'slain' by the valiant heroes.
Opposite from the end of Bedizen's Traveling Dungeon is generally a stand or a cart where a merchant associat-
ed with the carnival sells mugs of lukewarm ale. After the stifling heat of the canvas tent, even lukewarm is of-
ten good enough for a parched throat.
Plot Hooks
Half Troll Seeks Experienced Troop - Bedizen has unexpectedly been called back to see his ailing mother on
her deathbed. Obviously upset, the half-troll is looking for several trustworthy PCs to operate his attraction
while he is away. Instead of monsters, the PCs get to be the monsters, and get whacked by five year olds with
swords and by testosterone overdosing 14 year olds looking to show off. The real fun comes when they get to
decide what their routine will be since none of them can really pull of being an ogre.
Missing, 4 year old and pet - A child has gone missing and no one can find where the little rapscallion has got-
ten off to. Unbeknownst to the operators of the Traveling Dungeon or the Carnival of Forgotten Souls, one of
their numbers is a Cultist of Arrkrash. The portrayal of his demonic master] as a thing to be bludgeoned by chil-
dren has deeply offended the cultist. To avenge the ghost of Arrkrash, the cultist has enchanted one of the bra-
ziers in the canvas dungeon to teleport hapless victims at random, depositing them far from the carnival.
Hazards
The biggest hazard associated with the Traveling Dungeon, and indeed with almost any part of the carnival is that of fire.
Many of the canvas tents are illuminated with braziers of wood or charcoal and if a stray bit of fabric catches fire, it only
takes seconds for the rest of the heat dried material to catch flame. Aware of this risk, the braziers are carefully watched, and
the canvas is inspected daily for frays and tears and spots where it gets too hot.
The Final hazard is children getting scared and lost. It is easy for a child to slip under a canvas wall and get lost into another
room, or into a backstage area where the performers rest between runs. No harm has yet fallen on anyone as the performers
almost as a rule like children, no matter how small and grubby they may be.
Thieves' Guild
By Aki Halme
Invitation
To break into the thieves guild, the PCs need to get an invitation. Contact can be made by entrapment, bribery,
or tracking low-level thieves into safehouses. Regardless of the method, the challenge at this stage is the TG
internal security.
New members of the thieves' guild are not cleared for sensitive information - big crimes, major meetings, more
important safehouses, crucial contacts, etc. Advancement is kept slow as a safeguard against infiltration; by the
time a member advances to positions of access and responsibility the TG leadership will have accumulated a
considerable file of information on him, and the new member has been implicated in enough heinous crimes
that there is no easy turning back. Here the challenge is to defeat the catch-22, getting access without getting
stuck in the TG web.
Digging deeper the PCs will get hints that not all is as they expected, not in the TG, the town, or their mission.
Are the thieves truly a wicked force, or a heroic resistance to oppression from the ruling class, helping the weak
with some portion of their funds? Are they the true patriots of the town, and the corrupt leadership under the
influence of a foreign power? Are the ones who sent the PCs also on the employ of the thieves' guild, and the
mission a part of a power struggle?
Maybe the PCs will get followers - adoring youngsters or a romantic interest, who sees a PC as an awesome
robin hood style figure. In a situation like that it will be hard to betray the guild and invite a sweeper team to
torture and maim or execute everybody. Intrigue, doubt, betrayal, and mixed motivations make it hard for the
PCs to continue effectively.
The mission will involve a battle with a highly skilled thief, possibly an assassin, possibly with other
capabilities and maybe a killer team of his (her?) own. This may be a security chief, another highly skilled thief
- perhaps even the crime boss himself or family member thereof.
In any case, the battle ground and/or the time may be chosen to enhance the strengths of the NPCs and make
them shine, giving the PCs a serious fight even if they in a fair fight would outgun their opposition. Shadows
and traps and secret passages could well be a part of this. Further, the strengths of the PCs may be largely
known to the enemy, whereas the enemy may have kept something (or everything) hidden from the PCs.
The PCs may have contributed to making the town a better place, and their patron may reward them for it. Or
they may find themselves drawn into TG power struggles that tend to involve severed horse heads in the bed,
garrotte attacks, poisoned food and mysterious accidents. If there is little monetary reward they will at least
learn more about the place they live or work in.
'Ringed'
By fadeaway1978
A kender rogue finds a ring, and offers to sell it to a group of adventurers sitting at a table at an inn. He sells it
to another rogue, who tries to read the inscription on the inside of the ring.
The inscription on the inside of the ring, In elvish, says "Free Entrance!" When the rogue reads it aloud,
everyone at the table and within 5 feet suddenly are transported into a room in a dungeon. There is 1 exit to the
room, with a locked door. When one of them opens it, they are attacked by zombies.
The exit is actually a long ell-shaped hallway. When one unwise adventurer says he will check it out, without
waiting to see if it's trapped or anything, steps on a pressure plate, which opens a door around the turn in the
hallway, allowing the next set of monsters in, several dire rats. Once the adventurer steps off the pressure plate,
the door closes. If he steps back on it, the door opens again.
Once they all kill the dire rats, they have to figure out how to keep the door open. The door itself slids up and
down in a slot and has no keyhole or knob, and is extremely heavy.
This room has 3 sections actually...one section has a pool in it, deep and murky, which seems to have a current
in it. A dire rat jumps in and dives under, doesn't reappear. There are various rotting items in the room, barrels,
rusty bits and pieces of armor, etc. There are 2 doors, one is locked. Near the left-hand door, which will NOT
open, is a booby trapped and hidden trapdoor that falls into a pit.
The right-hand door is open leading to a bloody altar and a cell, blood stains litter the floor and altar. In the
shadows lurks a black pudding, which attacks them. Anything metal that touches it dissolves. (My group fed the
There are trap doors in the islands inside the acid pool. Some lead to loot, some to booby traps, one to a room
with only a lever...and a slow leak of acid in the wall of the pit. When the level is pulled, the door in the room
above unlocks and raises.
Room five is the wizards library, with many rotting books, but a few books survive, including a spellbook or
two, and the necromancer's journal. There is a chest of gold and gems, including some pearls and other possibly
magical stones and artifacts, and a cursed ring of possession. Also in the room are some mundane items like
weapons, and armor. In an alcove in the darkest corner is a portal...that drops all the adventurers back at their
starting point...at the inn, only they arrive 10 feet above the floor instead of at their table.
The monsters can be adjusted per character levels. My group was low levels, so the basilisk was an elderly half
blind one with spikes on it's tail it could throw, like porcupine quills, but it was half blind so it's aim was off
slightly. It still did some major damage (and killed off a player who'd quit) and was hard to defeat for my lower
level players.
Indeed the underground passage is well hidden and barred by great metallic doors that leads to a series of very
small and narrow passages barely wide enough for a person to walk through. A dreadful monster that can clone
herself guards this place, she attacks the characters at every time simultaneously from both direction (front and
back) and escape, continuing this hit and run tactics. Always attacking only two characters and making it hard
for the character to attack her, the beast is murmuring, “one may enter, no one may leave” maybe hinting that
her role is protecting something.
If this is a short adventure with no follow up – give the party their reward as the treasure and a nice scroll that
tell of the brave good cleric who once defeated and entombed the evil dracolich in a stone tomb.
If you plan a continuation – that scroll could have a curse affixed on however release the dracolich until he is
really destroyed. Or the dracolich could regenerate and hunt the party, forcing them to search and destroy his
phylactery.
This adventure is more suitable for parties lacking both heavy magic and healing. Magic such as flight would
make this one too easy, and powerful magic healing makes the reward of this adventure less desirable..
The Forest
Having found a manuscript indicating that some Crystal Roses can be found in the Grove of Marcharin, the PCs
have mounted an expedition to harvest the nectar of these priceless flowers, a source of the magical liquid -
Tears of Ashaya - a rare and wonderful source of magical healing. The Tree is located in a wood populated by
large numbers of The Green Ladies which has led to it being shunned by most people.
The Green Ladies will do their best to slay any intruders into this area, using low cunning to set up ambushes,
either with themselves or any pets lent them by their queen. In addition, they will have made natural traps
(generally spiked pits) to further impede intruders. Finding the tree itself is not difficult - it is a immense pine
tree which can been picked out for miles.
Complication: The Queen of the Dark Wood is aware of the special nature of this area and if the PCs are a
strong threat will have sent some other Pets to aid her Ladies.
Oaken Grove
The base of the tree is surrounded by a maze of Broad Oaks that contains lots of dead ends and the occasional
dangerous plant. To add to the difficulty is that the tree was a Trailbane Pine before it was magically mutated to
its current gargantuan size. The PCs will have a tough time navigating the relatively small maze, due to effects
of the tree.
2. Confusion The tree continually emits a cloud of fine pollen which serves as a minor neurosurpressent causing confusion
and second-guessing making navigation and decision-making difficult.
3. Attraction Any within 300' of the tree will tend to come back to it. "Hey, haven't we seen this tree before."
(groan). "Yep..."
4. Magnetic Disruption The tree will throw off compasses and will act as magnetic north. PCs could use this property to
avoid the tree if they are aware of it.
5. Discord Each time the tree is encountered (due to the Attraction, for example), those encountering it will be subject to in-
creasing levels of magically induced frustration which will fray their nerves. At some point it may explode into violence, es-
pecially of the social dynamics of the group were strained to start with.
Climbing the tree is difficult - the massive branches are quite sparse - generally more then 10' apart. The PCs
will either need some means to attach themselves to the tree, or use grappling hooks or similar tools to work
their way from branch to branch. The 5th property of the Trailbane , Discord, will likely also impede the PCs.
The tree is about 300' high at the top, where the flowers located, requiring about 30 branch to branch transitions
per PC, so dexterity, teamwork and climbing skills are essential. As for magical aids, the aura of chaos about
the tree might lead to some undesirable side-effects.
Complication: The tree is occupied by Selvaks who will contest the climb.
Complication: The tree itself is occasionally dropping basket-sized pine-cones which might knock someone off
the tree if struck.
The owl, being able to fly, will engage in hit-and-run tactics. Its touch is electrified, causing significant extra
damage and increasing the likelihood of a fall due to convulsion. Though not of the scale of a lighting bolt, the
increased chance of a fall from this height is deadly.
The owl itself is now nearly 300 lbs and has a huge 15' wingspan. Its claws are razor sharp and have a crystal-
line appearance.
Complication: Inclement weather could start, making holding on to the tree and conducting combat that much
more difficult. The Owl will be reckless due to the perceived threat to it's brood.
The Rose
The Tears of Ashala can be derived from the holly-like plant found at the top. If the PC's have slain the owl,
they may also take the owlets as prizes as well, for they fully share their parent's mutation and will fetch a pretty
penny.
Complication: The guardian Owl's mate, an even larger and now even more angry mutant owl can return - ide-
ally at an awkward moment...
Complication: The Rose is not currently in bloom, but appear to be just about ready. The PC's might have to
camp out at the top of this very high tree for some time waiting for them to bloom.
Complication: Crystal Hornets are just a perfect natural hazard to add here, if desired.
This is the tomb of an ancient knight, later made politician. He fought in countless battles, and his fabled ar-
mour is said to have been buried with him.
Background
Long ago, during the reign of Emperor Haius the Magnificently Obese, the name Agellar was spoken through-
out the land. Some spoke of him reverently, others as if he were a sick joke played upon them by the emperor.
But all agreed that he was one of their ruler's favorites. And perhaps even more so, they spoke of the Coat of
Diamonds, an impenetrable suit of armour granted him as a gift from the emperor.
When he died, he was buried in a small tomb in the Plains of Aganderis, where he could watch over his wander-
ing kin for eternity.
The Shrine
The main portion of the tomb is a shrine built to honor Agellar. A small monument sits at the far end of a wide
hall, depicting a rearing horse with a richly-clad rider. On the monument's bottom is a small inscription:
"To he who carried our army to more victories than any other, I, Emperor Haius III, offer a salute. Rest peace-
fully, my old friend."
The inscription is in the language of said long-dead empire, but it is not unreasonable that a PC may know it.
Long troughs of water line both of the hall's edges, and an observant character notices that water cycles through
them, apparently refilling from some sort of natural spring. Although the floor is quite dusty, a small, ever-pres-
ent breeze wafts the dust slowly out the open exterior door.
Note that, as the door is always open, any sorts of wild animals could be used as guardians in this room. Per-
haps hyenas or lions would work.
Although the room holds quite a bit of furniture - enough for two or three people to live comfortably - it's all old
and rotting. Everything which would interest adventurers is gone from the room, including all valuables. In-
deed, the PC's would be unlikely to benefit from entering this room but for a small twist of fate.
When a PC looks out through the door into the Shrine, he sees that what he previously thought was a breeze is,
in fact, a ghost, sweeping the dust slowly out the door.
Once a PC has seen the ghost, he will not become unable to see it unless he deliberately stops looking at the
spectre. Other PCs, however, will be unable to see the entity at all until they see it through the door from the
office.
The Ghost
The spectre is the ghost of a man known in life as Markian. One of Markian's ancestors swore an oath to the
emperor that he and all his descendents would maintain the tomb of Agellar. For centuries, they did so, until
one third-born son - Markian - left the tomb, to seek a life outside. This would have been acceptable, for his
brothers could have maintained the gravesite, were it not for a band of tomb-robbers.
The plunderers murdered the two caretakers, and their wives and children, for refusing to reveal the entrance
into the tomb. Markian never learned of the slaughter, nor did he have any children, and so when he died, his
spirit was trapped in the material world by his ancestor's oath, and would be forever, for he had no offspring to
pass the duty onto.
Once Markian is seen, he can be easily conversed with, and he is quite willing to do so, for he has had little hu-
man contact over the centuries. Indeed, he has grown tired of his duties, and seeks to end them, caring little for
the sanctity of the grave.
He will tell the PCs how to open the secret door into Room Three in exchange for their help sweeping. He
wants the entire room clean, and only for this is he willing to reveal his knowledge. If the PCs are particularly
helpful - say, they summon something to help him clean forevermore - he may even tell them how to bypass the
traps ahead.
Unfortunately, the hallway leading to the lever is full of traps - tripwires, pressure plates, etc. Unless the PCs
are careful, they'll probably meet a messy end, or at least take a lot of damage. Indeed, the way is sufficiently
dangerous that even the trip back isn't risk free, as there are more dangers than one could hope to set off on one
trip.
Fortunately, there exists a way to disarm the traps all in one go. One of the stones on the wall beside the trapped
hall can be pushed in slightly. This sets the mechanisms ajar, and the traps won't go off when the PCs descend
the hall. The traps can be reset by pushing in a stone on the opposite side of the trapped hall. This realigns the
mechanisms, arming the traps and pulling the other stone slowly back to its original position. Note that it
doesn't matter which one is pushed first - each stone can set and disarm the traps.
The Betrayal
Once the lever has been pulled, and the door opened, Markian turns on the PCs. With the one obstacle he feared
now removed (he worried that there might be a curse on the door), he believes that it is time to put into action a
plan he devised long ago. Markian thinks that, should he destroy the corpse of Agellar, he will be free of his
ancestor's oath. Uncertain whether the PCs would be willing to overlook tomb-desecration, he intends that they
never find out.
Once the PCs pull the lever, Markian reactivates the traps, hoping to confront them in a flurry of dart volleys
and fire traps. Markian needs to become semi-corporeal to push the stone, and will thus be visible to the PCs.
After activating the traps, he rushes down the hall to attack them, hoping to force them to move hastily. As
Markian is not fully corporeal, he cannot set off the traps, although some of them can probably affect him.
Because of the Oath, Markian cannot actually be killed, and will eventually rematerialize in the Shrine, assum-
ing the PCs don't decide to destroy Agellar's corpse.
A Cruel Surprise
When the adventurers pass through the once-sealed door, they find themselves in the burial chamber. The room
contains a fair number of coins, and perhaps some jewels and jewelry. More noticeably, an enormous sarcopha-
gus sits in the room's center, and the PCs will likely be disappointed upon opening it.
The first thing they will likely realize is that Agellar is a horse. True to legend, he has been buried in his armour
- a diamond studded suit of leather barding. Although certainly worth a large sum, and just as protective as is
claimed, this is probably not what the PCs were looking for when they decided to sack the tomb.
The players find themselves on a deserted island and must survive until they are rescued or can escape.
The tallest stand of trees on the island is home to a giant poisonous spider. It is also the source of the freshwater
stream on the island.
The crazy old shipwrecked pirate! Who holds a clue, item, or secret to the group escaping the island or finding
their destiny?
Giant Eagles
On a high point with medium trees, rests a pair of giant golden eagles. They are raising a clutch of three chicks.
The Eagles can provide advice on where land is at, where ships travel, what can be found on the island.
Henge of Ascension
By Nik Palmer
When the players must meet a divine being, deity, or sage. Flavor the tone and type of conflicts to suit the
sought entity.
Earth Wall: Becomes a physical challenge the player must climb/overcome physically. The earth wall ring
saps the strength and vigour from anyone who attempts to cross it.
Ditch Moat: A gully that draws out the players most painful moment or weakness. Players must have the will
to proceed.
Stone Circle: Unless you touch the correct stone first, you can not enter (Riddle, puzzle, Question, debate).
Eye of the Storm: Floating balls of blue light send out shocks of electric blasts. A Storm's Eye for each player
confronts them in the stone circle.
The celestial guardian: After defeating the Celestial Guardian will appear and answer 1 question, offer 1
miracle, or discuss one topic of philosophy, history, or religion.
Taking Sides
By Uri Lifshitz
Offers
The local crime lord of the town while posing (but not too well) as a wealthy innocent merchant wants to hire
the party to get rid of the opposing gang of criminals. Two streets later the leader of the opposite gang (posing
as a leader of the poor people of the city) try to hire the party to save the city from the crime lord saying he is
the real problem.
Since both meetings are in crowded location the result should be a role-playing game of wits where the party
could maximize the offer or set the two groups against each other. Try to make it so that the party will not be
able to kill both of the groups together.
Reinforcement
The sheriff requested help from a nearby larger city; a group of skilled lawmen arrives to town and threat the
party to stop making troubles in the city. This make both of the crime group very annoyed and worry and they
start to threaten the party into action by the next day or both of them (separately) will kill them.
Note: Some elements were taken from the general storyline of “Yujimbo”.
To Sell a Gem
By David Hickman
This is a five room encounter, where the rooms are actually towns and or cities. This can be for any size party
of any level. With a few changes it can also be used in any genre of RPG.
Story Line:
Seaton Cheetock is a con man/thief extraordinaire, who often assumes various disguises. He is, for the most
part, non-violent, and uses his charisma and talent of talk to avoid conflict. Often he will abandon the prize to
avoid a fight or being captured.
Two days ago Seaton was in the City of Longview, and attended a showing of gems and jewelry. While there,
he noted a very well cut and valuable gem which he made plans to steal that very night.
Seaton would never have stolen the gem had he been aware that most merchants and dealers have seen the gem
and know who its rightful owner is. It wasn’t until Seaton tried to sell the gem to Potsworth Addison, a secrete
dealer of stolen gems and jewelry that he found he could not sell the gem at any price. Potsworth explained that
Seaton would do well to leave town quickly.
Seaton left right away. He made it as far as Hollow Brook, a small town about five days travel from Longview.
Here his funds ran out and he was desperate to be rid of the gem. He also noted that the authorities seemed to
know where to look for the gem but not who possessed it. It was at this time that his cohort in this saga began to
At this point Seaton devises a plan to find a suitable “mark” to pawn the gem to. His plan is simple, pass the
gem off for a fraction of the value and make his way back to Longview where he could blend in with the
crowds.
Primary Characters:
1. Seaton Cheetock, a thief (con artist) wanted in several locations for a very long list of crimes. Not many
months ago he took the name and title of Lord Roland Farthington. To give his new disguise credibility, he used
the name of the real Lord Farthington because that particular Lord disdains visiting such drab locales.
Statistical data: Seaton should be 5 levels above average party level. His skills revolve more around stealth, slight of hand,
and disguise. He will not fight unless no other option is available, trusting to his gift of talk and disguise. He will have two
more disguises which he readily uses. Success rate for disguises is 90%.
2. Magistrate Carlos Pemberton: Government Official who will preside over the trial and pass judgment if the
party fails in their defense. He has no special abilities, however, the GM should role play him as a no nonsense
individual who takes his job very seriously. He will be fair and impartial.
3. Captain Thomas Berman: The High Sheriff of the surrounding county. His stats should be at least 5 levels
above the highest level warrior/fighter PC. He commands a dozen deputies. They will fight if necessary and
moral will be high. It would be wise for the party to get/be on Berman’s good side, as he has sway with
Magistrate Pemberton. If the party is honest and doesn’t try anything silly, he should be an easy mark for help.
Hollow Brook
Hollow brook is where the PCs will encounter “Lord Farthington” the first time. The town is more village than
actual town. Some 100 residents. Town watch consists of 10 common citizens with clubs or similar devises.
Unless the PCs do something to bring attention to themselves they should have no conflict with local law
enforcement. Lord Farthington will approach the party at some time in the early morning, expressing the desire
and problems of selling a very valuable gem. He states he is pressed for time and his footman has recently
passed away from some unknown disease. He also states that he is unfamiliar with the sale of such drab trinkets.
He offers a deal to the party that consists of them selling the gem for a given amount (3/4 of actual worth), all
he asks is for ½ of the price up front as a good faith gesture, the remainder to be delivered to him in the town of
New Hope in five days, however he states that he may be able to wait one additional day before going to the
authorities. He also states that any price acquired over and above his asking price the party may keep as their
own. He states that he will await the party at the town of New Hope farther to the south. If asked he will say
that he has acquired transportation that leaves in a few hours leaving him no time to dispose of the gem. He will
seem to the party to be distraught with events at the moment.
Once the party agrees Farthington will depart and the PCs may try to sell the gem in Hollow Brook. This will be
their first encounter with economics. The merchant should express a great desire to purchase the gem, but alas,
Windham
Not much more than Hollow Brook but with only one merchant and a tinker will be there as well, neither of
which can produce the required amount of gold. Windham is approximately one days travel from Hollow
Brook.
Here the merchant will express a desire to purchase the gem but alas it will take about 5 days to acquire the
necessary amount of gold. The tinker will shy away from the gem as if it had some kind of curse upon it and
will not speak of it further.
Hook Latch
Hook Latch is about one days travel from Windham and has 3 merchants but isn’t much bigger. All three
merchants express a desire for the gem but have the same problem it will take about 5 days to gather the funds.
Lands End
Lands End is a small city, not as large as Longview but still in the city category (approx. 1000 inhabitants).
Here the Party will find a merchant that tells them:
Merchant: "Aye lads, I can be gettin the coin you require. If you can come back
in one hour, I’ll be havin the price for ye."
Once the Party leaves he will close shop and hustle away to the High Sheriff Captain Thomas Berman, having
recognized the gem for what it really was, and knowing it carried a hefty reward.
When the Party returns in one hour the merchant will be all smiles up until the Sheriff springs his trap and
captures the party. (Note: The sheriff intends to capture the party while they have the gem. He will introduce
himself and state that he is the High Sheriff and that they should give up their weapons and come with him. If
the party fights the sheriff will not listen to anything they have to say later. If they cooperate the sheriff will
listen with an open mind.)
Once captured the party is brought before the City Magistrate Carlos Pemberton. He will read the charge(s)
against them and ask if they have anything to say on their behalf. This is a serious person, he will not abide
obvious lies or half truths. If the party is honest, the Magistrate will allow all but the one who actually had the
gem in his/her possession to bring Seaton to justice. The High Sheriff, Thomas Berman, will vouch for the party
if they didn’t fight him earlier. He will also offer to accompany the party in the hunt for Seaton.
New Hope
If the party hurries they can actually make it to New Hope in time to meet Seaton as described. If they are late,
Seaton will have changed disguises but will be within viewing distance of the meeting place in hopes of the PCs
arriving although late.
(GM NOTE: From this point you may play it out as you see fit, Berman knows Seaton by sight from various
descriptions and actually having almost caught him once. Remember Seaton will not fight to the death but will
either try to runaway or surrender as the situation merits).
Flesh it out as needed but this can be inserted into any campaign map at any time. (Side quest anyone?).
Before the honored dead are placed in their sarcophagi of alabaster, they are brought to the villa of the embalm-
ers.
With a metallic click, the lock opened and the intruders stalked into the dark courtyard beyond. The
frantic screams of the place's inhabitants could barely be made out over the mournful cry of the wind.
Within the lands of the Free Cities, few groups are more reviled than those who do the unpleasant labor of em-
balming the dead. Considered pariahs, defiled by their contact with the deceased, their unclean company is
feared by the superstitious commoners and avoided by the fastidious nobles. Cast out from society, the embalm-
ers dwell apart from the folk of the city, dwelling in the shunned hamlet known as the Place of the Outcasts.
Despite the disgust and superstitious fear that surrounds these folk, no one evades the embalmers' company for-
ever. Only the truly destitute are buried without any preparation whatsoever, and the burghers and gentry all
eventually come to the dreaded halls of the embalmers. Despite the stigma of their trade, some embalmers be-
come quite prosperous: Catering to the city's nobility, the Minaris are such a family.
Those questioning the frantic boy may learn that "bad men" broke into his family's villa and began "killing ev-
eryone!" None of the bad men saw him, so he climbed over the wall and got away. He will beg the player char-
Those calming the child somehow may learn more: He is named Davyth Minari, the youngest child of the Mi-
nari family of embalmers. They have a villa in the Place of the Outcasts, where their home and workshops are.
Approaching the villa, the player characters are likely to notice that the villa's outer gate is ajar: The lock was
damaged when the intruders broke in. Within the courtyard, a group of the Roekill Bandits wait in ambush,
tasked to ensure that no one interrupts the brigands in their murderous raid. Armed with a motley assortment of
cast-off gear and weapons looted from previous victims, no two of these men match.
The Roekill Bandits are ruthless highwaymen known to prey on travelers near the city, each one a vicious killer.
They generally avoid coming so close to town, however: Only a truly remarkable prize could tempt them to risk
capture that way.
If brought down alive, these brigands may be intimidated into revealing their group's true goal: A wealthy (and
secretive) patron hired them to seize a corpse from the embalmer's workshop. The remains in question are those
of Lord Lockeburn, a favored counselor to the Crown. After they are embalmed, his remains will be interred in
the great cathedral on Regency Boulevard, far beyond the reach of mere bandits. While Lockeburn's corpse is
being embalmed, however, it is vulnerable.
It is possible to get the upper hand over the bandits by asking Davyth about where he climbed the wall: The
cracked stonework there makes it an easy climb, and the pottery shards warding the top broke off long years
ago. Characters using this route to secretly enter the villa may sneak past the Roekill sentries. Alternatively, the
bandits are more easily spotted from the inside of the courtyard, so the player characters may wish to mount an
ambush of their own.
Unfortunately, Davyth is likely to flee into the darkness while the player characters duel with the brigands. He
will not be found again if this occurs.
This chamber of death holds more than remains. One of the Minari family members, a girl named Evena, hid
from the vicious bandits and concealed herself among the corpses here. If the player characters discover her
hiding place beneath a shroud, they will need to quickly convince the outcast girl that they aren't with the high-
waymen, or the terrified maiden may tear into them with a gore-encrusted knife.
One of the bandits has ransacked this room. A hideously-scarred rogue named Evrard One-Ear, he was told that
precious spices and golden amulets lay hidden here, treasures meant for the burial of Lord Lockeburn. In his
search, the brigand has dumped out jars of distilled alcohol, torn through stacks of linen shrouds, and shattered
barrels of fragrant oils, leaving the chamber a jumbled mess. Spilled liquids, shredded cloth, tumbled corpses,
upended furniture and shattered crockery make the footing treacherous and movement difficult.
Unfortunately for the foolish One-Ear (along with anyone nearby), he is likely to drop the torch he's holding
and reach for his sword the moment that someone confronts him. The fool's reflexes are far faster than his abili-
ty to reason, for flammable liquids cover much of the floor and have even run into adjacent hallways. In sec-
onds, the area will become a raging conflagration: One-Ear is likely to be the first victim of his unwitting
booby-trap. Aggressive characters who rush in to offer battle may share One-Ear's doom, sliding and tripping
on the slippery floors and trapping themselves in a chamber of raging flame.
The bandits' cruelty was cut short when they discovered the building was on fire. Grabbing the treasures that
they had already found, they abandon their hostages and began searching for an escape. Unfortunately, they are
likely to encounter the player characters first. Throwing down their loot, they draw their weapons and furiously
attack those who interfered with their plans.
These men are not haphazardly armed minions, like the bandits in the courtyard. Instead, they are well-equipped
leaders among their bloodthirsty gang. Their leader, Thulhok, is a vicious half-breed, a short, ferret-like barbar-
Thulhok's followers are little better. To a man, they are hateful predators without honor or compassion. Their
word means nothing to them, and they would gladly surrender if it gave them a chance to slip a hidden blade
into their enemy's back.
(Of course, this encounter will be very different if the player characters flee the site immediately when the fire
breaks out, or if they avoid letting the fire catch in the first place. Characters who stop the fire entirely may sur-
prise the bandits while they are still tormenting their victims, while those who flee are likely to miss the bandits
altogether.)
"Save My Family!"
The Minari family is tied up upstairs, battered and broken. They will plaintively call for help, coughing and
choking as waves of heat and billowing smoke slowly fill their chambers. Only heroes of true mettle will dare
face the spreading fire to save them. Master Minari is too injured to walk, while his wife is unconscious from
her beating. Their apprentice embalmer, Berent, is feeble, but can help player characters trying to haul his mas-
ter and mistress from the smoke-filled villa.
(If abandoned by the player characters, the Minaris will certainly perish as the inferno spreads to engulf the en-
tire villa.)
As they try to escape, his voice filled with pain, Master Minari will beg his rescuers to save his son, Davyth. If
they try to assure him that his son escaped, he will argue that they are wrong, his son is in a hidden strong room
in the villa, where they keep their valuables. He is quite adamant about this, and will beg his rescuers to at least
look. The secret room is off of the villa's solar, below the family's chambers, in the only part of the villa not yet
engulfed by the flames. The hidden door is part of a wooden wall painted with images of various saints; it can
be opened by pushing hard at the top of the wall.
When the invaders stormed the villa, the boy's spirit arose and climbed over the wall to get help: What the char-
acters encountered was merely Davyth's ghost.
The remains of Lord Lockeburn have also been hidden here, secured against would-be thieves. Those rescuing
his corpse from an unwanted cremation will earn the gratitude of his powerful noble family.
The leader of the bandits, the vile Thulhok, has correspondence incriminating his patron, Sir Kareth Sherewin,
the "gentleman" that instigated the bandits' raid. Long suspected of associating with necromancers and heretics,
the notes are grim evidence that Sir Kareth planned to use necromantic arts to draw the deepest secrets of the
realm from the dead lips of Lord Lockeburn. Thulhok was expected to destroy these letters, but he kept them
If the player characters were enterprising enough to grab other valuables from the strong room, Master Minari
will reward them handsomely. Despite the loss of his family's livelihood, he knows what is truly important, and
will richly reward those who rescued his family from the flames.
In the Middle Ages, embalmers were not ordinarily vilified as this presented, but in some other parts of the world, they have
always been seen with revulsion. The average European was not embalmed, being placed in the churchyard to decay: After a
few years, their bones were sometimes exhumed to make room for new bodies. This practice led to the construction of mas-
sive ossuaries and catacombs, such as the ones beneath Paris, France.
Prior to the use of preservative chemical injections (in the late 1700's) in Europe, bodies were preserved by removal of some
of the internal organs (evisceration), after which they were bathed in alcohol or oils and the tissues were packed with mois-
ture-absorbing herbs. The bodies were then wrapped in tarred or waxed shrouds, which sealed them against corruption. Those
remains that were undisturbed by tomb robbers or other vandals have often been found well preserved centuries later. (This
means of preservation is what was represented by the details of the Minari family's business.)
Of course, other cultures had even more sophisticated means of preserving their dead. The Chinese, for example, have produced pre-
served bodies that remain intact and pliable over 2,000 years after they were first interred.
When a young noblewoman goes missing the real cause may not at first be apparent.
Background
Almost six weeks ago Lady Calindy, the sixteen-year-old daughter of Lord Cazalet, disappeared while out on a
shopping expedition. She has not been heard from since.
Lord Cazalet is beside himself with worry. In the six weeks since Calindy's disappearance he has had communi-
cation from her or from her abductors (and he is increasing convinced that she has been abducted).
This is all the more worrying because Calindy should be able to make contact herself. She is, after all, studying
the magical arts and, although only a trainee mage, she is quite capable of casting a simple message spell.
His Lordship feels that this can mean only one thing: whoever has his daughter is powerful enough to block
magical communications, or else rich enough to hire somebody who can.
The fact that such powerful villains seem not to be motivated by greed (if they were they would have demanded
a ransom by now) does little to calm his fears.
Even of they could find the kidnappers hideout, confronting villains powerful enough to block magical commu-
nications is well beyond their abilities. They have however learned that Lady Calindy was seen boarding the
ferry to the Dragon Isles along with a young man by the name of Sycol Namara (whom His Lordship believes
to be the criminal responsible) not more than one week after her disappearance.
What Lord Cazalet needs are people who are experienced in tracking down elusive hiding places and able to
confront powerful villains when they get there. In other words, he needs professional adventurers.
He is prepared to offer a substantial reward for his daughter's safe return as well as covering any reasonable ex-
penses (and in this case he is prepared to be quite flexible on that). He also would not be at all upset if Sycol
Namara were to end up dead but he will not actually mention this since he is not a killer (and besides to ask it
would be illegal).
If the PCs agree to help he will provide them with a formal letter, complete with his personal seal, stating that
they search for the Lady Calindy, that they mean her no harm, and that are acting on his behalf.
Reaching the Dragon Isles is simple enough; all the PCs need do is board the ferry. Alternately, if the PCs sea-
manship skills they could hire a boats. The real problem is finding out which of the thirty or so islands the vil-
lains taken Calindy to.
Even the most cursory investigation at Fisherman's Cove will establish that neither Namara nor Calindy is there,
nor indeed has anybody by these names been there in living memory. However more detailed questioning will
reveal that a couple matching their description was in the village about a month ago but that they stayed for on-
ly few days. The villagers got the impression that they were a rich couple on their honeymoon. (Note that if the
PCs make the connection this is their first clue that the situation may not be exactly as described to them by
Lord Cazalet.)
Eventually it will become apparent that they PCs must systematically search every island in the chain, for which
purpose they will need to hire a boat (if they have not done so already) and probably a pilot as well, especially if
they lack seamanship skills.
Alternatively clever PCs might realize that that if the villains are hiding on one of the uninhabited islands they
will need regular supplies brought in from outside. If, and only if, the PCs realize this allow them to locate a
local fisherman who does the supply run. They could then bribe, or force, him to reveal the correct island, or
maybe even to take them there.
Sycol Namara and Lady Calindy are on Maxon's Island, located some five miles of Dragon Home. Since the
only safe landed place is the cove this is where the PCs go, after which the only viable option is to investigate
the cave. {Note to GM: Feel free to have a little fun with Maxon's ghost here if you wish.}
There is neither latch nor handle on the outside, nor is there any evidence of a locking mechanism. This is a
door clearly designed to keep people out rather than to keep them in, which seems a curious choice for a prison
door (another clue that all is not quite as described).
A thin brass chain hangs from ceiling just outside the door. If this is pulled a bell will ring, followed closely by
an irate voice bemoaning the inconsideration of visitors (along with a little inventive cursing for good measure)
and a six-inch square panel will slide to one side.
Behind the panel is a servitor imp in a particularly grumpy mood (aren't they always), who will take one look at
the PCs and announce, in his best surly doorman voice, "You ain't da mistress and you ain't 'er man, so show
me ya invite or bugger off". (Another subtle clue that the PCs may have been misled. Only a wizard can bind a
servitor imp and this one clearly refers to his master in the feminine. Although be no means conclusive this does
suggest Lady Calindy. Strange that she would bind an imp to imprison herself.)
The imp is of course the doorkeeper and the PCs must convince him to open the door for them. This is by no
means an easy task since, like all of his kind he is rude, surly and generally augmentative.
Alternately they could try to trick him. The imp demanded to see an invitation but the PCs do not have one.
What they do have is the Lord Cazalet's letter, complete with his personal seal, and the imp (not being particu-
larly bright) cannot read so it just might be possible to convince the imp that it is in fact an invitation. This,
along with a little fast-talking, just might be enough to convince him to open the door.
Of course they could simple kill the imp and bash the door down but that, considering that the imp (like all of
his kind) is very tough and the door is very strong, would be going it the hard way (or would it?).
Beyond the door the tunnel continues for another thirty yards or so before ending in three separate staircases,
each of which leads up in a different direction. This is the beginning of a complex labyrinth that leads, after
countless junctions, dead ends, switchbacks and loop passages in all three dimensions, to the top of the cliffs.
The PCs are in no real danger here (unless of course the GM wants to have a little fun with them) and they
should reach the top safely enough, albeit after a long and tiring climb.
On the cliff tops the will encounter another party similar to themselves (professional adventurers hired by a re-
spectable person for a perfectly legal job). This group is professional, well equipped and clearly the equal of the
PCs. {Note to GM: This is important. It should be apparent from the outset that a fight could easily go either
way and would, in any event, likely result in casualties on both sides.}
Coincidentally (or possibly not) this group is here on similar business to the PCs: they were hired be Gerrard
Namara, a wealthy and well respected merchant, to rescue his son Sycol from the clutches of the Lady Calindy,
whom Gerrard Namara believes to be an evil sorceress.
What happens next is largely dependant on how the PCs respond. If they elect to talk both groups will, by com-
paring stories, learn enough to guess the truth. If instead they choose to attack there will be an extremely bloody
battle.
At the top of the cliffs the PCs will find, somewhat incongruously, a neat little stone-built cottage, complete
with a slate roof and wooden shutters on the windows. Here Sycol Namara and Lady Calindy have chosen to
live in quite self-imposed exile with only a couple of servitor imps to tend to their needs.
The couple well aware of the PCs' presence (Calindy is quite capable of setting up a few alarms and detection
spells) but there is not really anything they can do about it. If given the option they are perfectly happy to talk to
the PCs (after all, there really isn't much else they can do).
The truth is that they are lovers who eloped together because their respect parents disapproved of their relation-
ship. They had the village priest a Fisherman's Cove married them as soon as they arrived on the island and they
have the marriage certificate to prove it (the priests' discretion, and therefore their own privacy, was secured
with a sizable donation to the church restoration fund).
They absolutely refuse to return unless and until both of their fathers accept the match. Furthermore, they
threaten to kill themselves, should the PCs attempt to force them to do so (and they mean it to).
The PCs now have the problem of getting paid, and this is by no means as easy as it sounds.
According to their contract with Lord Cazalet they must return Calindy to him safely in order to collect the re-
ward. The key word here is safely; if the girl kills herself before they get back the PCs will get nothing. There-
fore they must some way of reconciling Calindy with her father.
Their counterparts (if they were not all killed in scene 3) have a similar deal with Gerrard Namara in respect of
Sycol and therefore face much the same dilemma. Actually the young lovers have already suggested a possible
solution. If both fathers will accept their relationship they will gladly return home. Looks like the PCs may have
play arbitrator.
PCs are searching a portal for the far Demiplane of Barimol. The portal (called the Gray Gate) was built millen-
niums ago by an alien race, and it can be found in a ruined tower in the large Forest of Barim. Nobody knows
The iron door of the tower can be opened only pronouncing the correct alphanumeric sequence in front of it.
PCs can discover it if they carefully analyze the inscriptions engraved on the door itself. In fact the following
incomplete sequence can be found among the inscriptions: A55 C46 E37 ... (the missing part is, obviously,
G28).
Brute force/magical attempts will cause the explosion of the door. If PCs survive, they'll find another door,
identical to the first, exactly in the same place (if they cause the explosion of it, then they'll found a third door,
and so on).
In the tower there is a square room that contains a large oval arc made of wood and silver: the Gray Gate. PCs
can discover how to activate it reading the ancient runes that cover the room's walls: they must start a fire in
front of the portal, using wood taken from the Forest of Barim. The problem is the trap that defends the Gate. In
fact the floor is unstable, and it will take fire rapidly (possibly destroying the Gate) if PCs start their fire directly
on it. They can avoid the trap using a brazier, for example.
After activating the portal PCs must defeat its last guardian: the Gate itself! In fact, after the activation, it will
polymorph into a wooden golem that uses two huge silver swords as weapons. Defeating it is simple: PCs must
only survive for half an hour without hurting the golem (if they destroy it they'll must find another portal for
Barimol ^_^). After that time it will return to its original form (activated portal).
Just before entering the portal a powerful but gentle incorporeal voice will ask the PCs the following question:
“Do you want to become members of the Old Race?”. If PCs agree they will be transformed into elvish beings
made of solid light and will be teleported in the Demiplane of Barimol for training. Otherwise they'll use the
portal for their personal purposes, and the voice will also cast a special blessing on them.
Deep within Mt. Burundushar lie the Ancient Mithril Mines of Gabilgathol. Abandoned by the Dwarves in an
age long past, it is rumored that the fabled Heart of the Dwarves still remains hidden there. Dismissed by the
locals as legend, strange occurrences have caused some of the old-timers to insist that the Heart is indeed the
The mountain is very tall and snow-covered year-round. The entrance to Gabilgathol is a door hidden deep
within a permanently open crevice in a glacier. The door is difficult to locate and the path extremely treacher-
ous. If the physical barriers to the entrance are overcome, there is also the ice elemental guardian to contend
with. The elemental may be bargained with for safe passage into the large, columned entrance room and the
tunnel beyond. Otherwise, it will attack any who attempt to pass.
The main living area, accessed from the large tunnel off the entrance chamber, is a huge room with a dozen or
more tunnels from which living quarters are reached. Only one of these tunnels also leads to the next area of the
city. All but that single tunnel are trapped: some with concealed pits, others may use simple trip wires to acti-
vate rock slides, and most have multiple traps along their length. The Goblins from the next level make regular
forays into this area to check the traps (perhaps another way to find that correct tunnel).
There is an intelligent earth elemental on this level who knows the correct tunnel and also the path to the secret
door on the following level that leads into the catacombs. Once again, this elemental may be bargained with, but
at a definite cost. There may be a certain earthen treasure, perhaps a sack of ancient, mithril coins or another
object hidden down one of the trapped tunnels that the elemental requests in exchange for the information. Or,
the creature may want revenge against one of the other denizens of the ancient mining city. The elemental won't
attack first, but will defend itself ferociously if attacked by the party. And, if destroyed, the party will have to
do its best to figure out the right path.
The next level is an enormous cavern that twists its way eventually to the very summit of the mountain. On this
huge level are several Goblin factions. The Goblins war amongst themselves, fighting primarily over scarce re-
sources needed to survive. Located within the treasure chamber of one of the factions is a secret door that leads
to the catacombs--the easiest path once the party figures out which Goblin tribe is the correct one. Otherwise,
there are dozens of tunnels on this level, many leading into the mines, but not the correct tunnel to find the
Heart. The party could get lost in the mines for a very long time.
It is possible that the PC's could ally themselves with one of the Goblin tribes and assist it to reach the secret
door. Such a deal with Goblins, however, should come at a price--possibly all of the treasure in said treasure
room in exchange for safe passage.
The catacombs are the resting place of king and commoner alike. There is a large statue on the tomb of the last
great Dwarven King. The epitaph may provide a clue as to what awaits and the fate of those unworthy of the
Heart. There is a secret door behind the statue which leads into a long, deep mining tunnel with no other en-
trance. The tunnel opens into a large chamber with a glowing pedestal in its center.
The Heart of the Dwarves sits upon the pedestal in the center of the demon chamber. It is a huge gem, roughly
the size and shape of a Dwarven heart which glows brightly, pulsing like a beating heart, and radiates a great
aura of good when picked up. The possessor is immediately restored to perfect health, including the restoration
of any lost limbs, organs, etc. The Heart may have other abilities, but its one great power is to grant the
possessor one (or more) major miracle/wish(es).
While the Heart was intended be used for great good, it also inspires great envy and greed among others. The
demon guardian of the Heart was the last person consumed by lust for it, forever bound (until released by
unnatural death) to guard that which it could not in the end possess. There should be a clue to this, perhaps a
note or journal left behind by the unfortunate creature chronicling its fate. Indeed, if the possessor attempts to
use it for an act deemed unworthy (GM Discretion) then the possessor may begin transforming into its next
guardian. After a predetermined time period or its miracle/wish power has been used up, the Heart of the
Dwarves should vanish and reappear on its pedestal to be guarded by one or more of those corrupted by lust for
it.
Skanda Biologicals
By Siren no Orakio http://www.strolen.com/content.php?node=4316
Skanda Biologicals is one of the world's premier producers of Awakened Biological Systems. Now, the party
has been asked to penetrate their fortress, and destroy their research. But, can they find the force of will to do
so?
This is a Shadowrun Setting Specific Plot / Dungeon, as originally intended to be run. As always, cyber-
punk or magical elements may be removed or masqued at will for your own game.
The Setup
The runners are contacted by a fixer who has used their services relatively regularly - This fixer should have a
solid rep with the runners, and vice versa. He has a meet with a new Johnson for them. That is, someone new
wishes to buy their services. Should they take this meeting, they will be given the address and a time-slot at an
upscale restaurant, an Italian steakhouse.
Upon arrival, the maitre'de of the steakhouse will, indeed, verify their reservation, but not before he takes the
time to insult any elves that happen to be among the PCs. "Daisy-eaters" is among the most gentle of the epi-
thets he is likely to use, though they will focus on the "traditional" elven dietary habits.
When seated, Mr. Johnson will appear roughly a minute after the party has had enough time to start to get ner-
vous about the meet going sour. He is a tall, and imposing gentleman, of eastern European descent, sporting no
obvious cyberware. He does, however, to those who are able to look, radiate magic, though it will be difficult in
the extreme to determine the nature of it. He is well disciplined, and well masked. He is powerful, that much is
obvious, but is is uncertain exactly what he is. Not even his accent is much clue, for it will bear only the faintest
traces. A particularly talented ear may determine the accent to be Magyar.
The Job
Skanda's primary R&D facility is set up in a relatively decent area of the city, and the surrounding area is most-
ly mixed commercial and residential area, of varying individual security. Police can be expected to respond to a
disturbance in the area within 6 minutes, and openly carrying firepower will probably count as a disturbance, if
reported. The building itself is very large in footprint, and surrounded by a fence and over twenty meters of
'green space' between the fence and walls, a raw display of wealth in the tightly packed city. There is, however,
a reason for this.
Similar, retractable, turrets also cover both the front lobby and the loading docks, and the rigger is capable of
aiming and firing all of them simultaneously, with the assistance of the building automatic systems. Throughout
the building, he is also capable of deploying a handful of well armed and armored drone units. Finally, on site
magical security is provided by a free spirit, who has a personal stake in several of the company's research proj-
ects. A creature of quicksilver and shadow, with the ability to duck into the astral and return at will, he will be
difficult to pin down and defeat, though he is unlikely to show himself in the first stages of the run.
The runners can execute her, as the contract calls for. This will result in the runner team hired to break the girl
out the next night being reassigned for vengeance. They may attempt to kidnap her, and either provide succor,
or sell her to the highest bidder - She is a half-dragon, and having her to exploit her power when she matures is
worth a pretty penny. Any runners who keep her, however, will have to deal with the corporation who wants her
back and their agents, in addition to the dragon who wants her dead. In any case, escaping the building is only
the beginning of their problems...
Parties have a habit of getting out of hand, especially when it's the young and wild generation. Sometimes, par-
ties get a little more than out of hand, if the spirit moves the guests.
Plot Description
The Meyer family is looking to hire someone. Their nine year old son Czeslaw has gone missing. The last time
he was seen was when he was going to a party an older cousin had invited him to, a haunted house party. He
had gone to other parties with the same cousin before, and had sometimes stayed with his cousin's family for a
few days to a week after, but something is different this time.
Not only Czeslaw, but his cousin, and several of his cousin's friends failed to return from their party. Details
about the location of the party were sketchy, but there is only one house generally thought to be haunted, and
was the likely location of the party. Servants were sent to check out the house, of course. But they didn't come
back, and when one of them was found later, dead, the Meyer family decided to send in someone tougher.
The haunted house isn't hard to find. It's an old mansion on the edge of town, which has been abandoned for
years. The story is that it was the home of the wealthy Isaac family, who all perished in some unexplained di-
sastrous manner. Information gathered from various sources indicates that the party guests were planning to
hold a séance, which was the reason they decided to hold the party at this house.
The objective is to return Czeslaw Meyer to his very worried parents. The households of the other missing party
guests are also adding to the reward offered. While they would like to know what happened, they're more wor-
ried about getting their friends and family back safely.
Upon reaching the house, it becomes obvious that someone is here: the house is full of lights.
If the PCs break in elsewhere, there's a chance that the butler will be in the area when they do. If he isn't, he or
the other servant will arrive within a couple of minutes to discipline the intruders. They cannot be reasoned with
in this state.
Miria was the name of the lady of the house, when the Isaac family still lived there. However, the Isaacs have
been dead for at least fifty years. Anyone with any knowledge of the occult or ghosts can guess that she's pos-
sessed by the ghost of the unfortunate woman.
Miria knows what's really going on and will admit as much if approached properly. She knows that she and the
rest of her family are ghosts, and will tell the PCs that "Ennis" found a way to bring the family back. During the
séance, each family member possessed a different party guest. While the medium was necessary to for this to
happen, Miria (in the medium's body) either can't or won't undo what's been done. However, if convinced, she
will agree to take them to Ennis.
Upstairs Bedroom
Miria will lead them upstairs to a small bedroom on the second floor. (If they go upstairs by themselves, they
are likely to be attacked, either by the crazed servants if they weren't disabled earlier, or by other family mem-
bers. If they are with Miria, they can go up unmolested.) She tells them that Ennis is inside, and that they will
have to deal with him.
If the party researched the Isaacs before actually coming to the house, they would have found mention that En-
nis Isaac was the name of the man who owned the house. However, the available records omit one very impor-
tant fact.
The only person in the room is the boy Czeslaw Meyer, whom they were hired to rescue. He seems relatively
unharmed, but the problem is that he's also possessed, by the ghost of Ennis Isaac, Jr. He is the one who ar-
ranged the whole mess, as an attempt to bring his family back to life, and he doesn't have any intention of relin-
quishing his second life. Of course, the difficulty is, the PCs can't kill him.
Upstairs Parlor
Ennis/Czeslaw is small and fast, and has no problem with fighting dirty. At the earliest opportunity, he will run
out of the room, into a larger parlor nearby. (Easier to fight, more weapons at hand, and easier access to the rest
of the family.)
If the PCs decide on a physical approach, they'll have to subdue him without killing him (preferably without
injuring him). The other possessed party guests (all but Miria) will arrive to help Ennis out. (Depending on
power levels, they might also have poltergeist-type powers as well.) However, once the boy is subdued, the oth-
er "Isaacs" will stop attacking. If he is knocked out, all of the others will either collapse or look very confused.
If the PCs decide to try to talk to Ennis, he'll essentially throw a tantrum, yelling, screaming, and possibly at-
tacking. Eventually, however, assuming that they say the right things, Ennis will eventually just give up and
start crying about how he just wanted things to go back to the way they were. When this happens, Miria will
enter and say that something to the effect of "It's time to stop."
Resolution
Either way, once Ennis has been subdued one way or another, ghostly images will emerge from each of the par-
ty guests and vanish. A few minutes after, the party guests will wake up, back in their right minds and with very
little memory of the past few days for the most part. (If the PCs did not kill the servants who attacked them ear-
lier, the same will happen with them.) If the PCs elected to handle the situation diplomatically, the guests will
be found in various rooms in the house.
Czeslaw remembers most of what happened, and if asked, can tell the whole story. A few weeks before the par-
ty, he'd been exploring the haunted house, as young boys are wont to do. He'd tripped on the stairs and fallen,
knocking himself out temporarily. The ghost of Ennis had leaped at the opportunity it presented, possessing Cz-
eslaw. Then he'd set about arranging for it to be possible for the rest of his family to do the same.
He'd suggested the séance party to his cousin, and hinted that the house was the perfect place to have it. The
older people had thought it a splendid idea, and one thing had led to another. During the séance, his plan had
worked perfectly.
The rest of the ghosts in the house managed to possess various people; when the servants were sent to investi-
gate, two of them were possessed as well (either by family members who hadn't been fast enough to get one of
the party guests, or by the ghosts of actual servants who also haunted the place, as the case may be).
Once everything is straightened out, all that is left is to ensure that all the befuddled guests get home and return
Czeslaw Meyer to his grateful parents, and collecting their (undoubtedly substantial) reward. If the PCs ended
up hurting the boy, the reward will be less, and if they killed him, they won't be given much, if any at all (and
may actually find themselves wanted by the law).
Saving Plaque
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The players have a chance to cure the plague that has sprouted up upon their travels. Will they choose to do the
right thing and help bring health back to the region?
They meet a small child upon the road near sunset. She is perhaps 9 years old wearing a burlap sack as clothes
and her face is darkened in the growing shadows of the setting sun behind her. As they get close enough to
make out features they see obvious signs of a rash and purple spots covering her exposed body. She is walking
in a trance and doesn't acknowledge anybody.
If anybody tries to heal her, whether physical or spell, her eyes will dilate as she looks towards the now visible
moon, her arms will swing parallel with the ground and a otherworldly wind will blow her hair and clothes in a
dramatic way as she recites the following:
The child will then slump and pass away peacefully. About a minute after she dies a deep exhale will leave her
body and a black mist will roll from her mouth and swirl towards the forest. It is quickly out of site in the dark-
ness. The players may do whatever to the body, it doesn't do anything else.
Once they continue on they will soon see a wagon off the road with two horses still hitched to it. When they
investigate they will find two adults that have the same disease the child had. They are slumped in their seats as
if they both died simultaneously and just slumped over. Searching the wagon they will find little of use but they
will discover some small articles that would belong to a small child.
As they are investigating a flock of birds will be disturbed not too far in the forest and fly directly overhead. As
they look up to follow the trail of birds they will see a faint glow in the low clouds as if emanating from some-
thing deeper in the woods.
The light is coming out of the top of a mound. If they go to the top it is a circular rock that is throwing the light
upwards. If any of this group touch it, it instantly goes out and a portion of the ground sinks in the shape of a
square. They must dig to reveal the door.
On the door, once cleaned, will be eight runes. If anybody can read them they are:
From what was recited by the child they should choose life hope sadness and the door will open. Possibilities:
1. There could be others at the site already. The glow may have attracted those within site of it. They may have
to fight their way through them. Some may be diseased people looking for a sign. As they will see, actions
against these people may have negative effects later on.
2. The person that attempted to heal the child must be the one to do all the tasks or magical traps would be set
off.
3. The runes must be chosen in the correct order or magical traps could be set off.
As they start exploring the series of rooms one of the players finds that they are getting a rash that really itches.
As they continue it starts to bruise and perhaps bleed and is getting painful. No healing does anything to it.
They will begin to hear a lot of shuffling and groaning echoing down the passageway. They will see a light at
the end of the current passageway and shadowy forms passing back and forth in front of it. None moving quick,
a shuffling limping movement. The corridor opens into a huge open room with a ceiling that goes beyond the
light. The light source seems to be coming from something at the other end.
The moving shadows are men, women, and children at the last stages of the illness that they watched the child
die of and the same symptoms that the one player is developing rapidly. None of the people are carrying weap-
ons, but as soon as the players enter the room the nearest plague victims pivot awkwardly and start walking to-
wards them with arms outstretched. The wounds are dripping and livid with puss dripping from them. It would
seem any contact from them would get this liquid on them.
If they resist purposely hurting anybody as the move towards the glow they will find a goblet of liquid.
If they fight their way through or hurt anybody maliciously they will meet the black mist that saw come out of
the girls mouth. It will question them on their intentions and why they would hurt defenseless people. If they
answer good enough or show regret at their actions, the shadow spirit will allow them to continue to the goblet.
Else the spirit and the people in the room will disappear and they will have to return to the entrance that is now
open. They will have to deal with the disease as the DM sees fit.
The goblet of liquid can be drunk by anybody. If drank by the person with the growing disease then he can
watch as the disease disappears and he returns to normal. They may offer the drink to those in the cave but they
will also find that anybody who drinks from the goblet has a healing touch for the next 2 minutes. Anybody
they touch retains the healing power for 1 minute. Once any of the diseased figures in there drinks or is touched,
they touch the next one behind them and they spin into a golden mist and disappear into the darkness above.
The room will be empty within moments with a sparkling display of golden, lighted mist flying into the dark-
ness.
The dark shadow at some point will tell them that the goblet will work as long as the players seek no personal
gain, heal for selfless reasons, and do not allow anybody know they have it unless they decide to turn it over to
another person who will fall under the same rules. If at any point they are selfish, sell the healing power, or if
somebody catches them using it the goblet will turn into a useless tin cup.
The goblet never empties (you cant just pour it out though, that will empty it and the poured liquid acts as nor-
mal water) and they are able to remove it from the tunnels. They will leave the same way they entered.
This 5-room dungeon involves the player characters stumbling upon a barrow, or hill-crypt. Long ago a power-
ful berserker warrior was laid to rest there, and the world moved on. The grasslands the berserker had known
well were transformed slowly over the centuries, and the hill overtaken with new foliage. His people moved on,
and the barrow was forgotten, until now.
The PCs find the barrow accidentally, as it is in fact the lair of a local legendary maneater bear. Either they
come upon it unknowingly, or they are on the track of the beast in order to slay it and make the local area a bit
safer.
Its lair is a raw gash in the side of an otherwise verdant hill. It dug into the hill because it smelled a charnel
feast, and has been busy digging around for weeks.
The lair itself is a plain dirt sphere, like a bear's den only a magnitude larger. All of the walls are of packed
earth, scarred with haphazard claw marks. The roof is mainly earth, but the bear was able to claw upward
enough to hit the bottom of the "dungeon", which is comprised mostly of worked flagstone. Enough earthy ma-
terial has been removed to show worked stones - the floor of the chamber above.
The challenge of this room lies not just in somehow defeating the terrible maneater (which is naturally famished
from working, and will see the PCs as a treat), but also in determining that the dungeon lies above, and finding
a way to break through the floor to ascend into it.
What would have been the true entrance of the barrow was in fact sealed off when the interment ceremony was
complete. It is now small, plain chamber with flagstone floors and crude mortared stone and brick walls. Only
one "door" in the room leads back to the other chambers, and it takes the form of a circular hole in the masonry
wall, covered by a sturdy shield. It will take either strength or wits to move the shield, as it was fastened
securely and not meant to ever be moved once the lord was laid to rest on the other side.
The only other objects in the room are huge fired clay jars full of powder. The contents have been disintegrating
over the years, and if opened or broken, they will have an effect on the trespassers. There are three 4' high jars.
The first contains what was a simple ointment for battle wounds, but which has degraded into a foul-smelling
lump of grease that will nauseate anyone breathing the fumes. The second jar was, and still is, clean water. It
had been sealed well against the ravages of time. The final jar was a powdered drug that has also remained
effective, and its effect is to induce a berserk state in those prone to such things.
This is a mid-sized room of worked stone, with an open doorway covered by a cloth divider, on the far wall.
The room itself has a sunken floor, with a stone pillar erected in the middle. The floor is covered with dozens or
hundreds of sets of humanoid and animal bones, but only a few of these stick out above the surface of an inky
liquid pool.
The pillar is a trophy showcase of sorts. It rises from the other trophies to a height of perhaps five feet, and
holds only on item: the bleached skull of a humanoid, obviously far larger than a normal man. While it does not
appear monstrous, it is at least twice the size of a human skull.
The challenge of this room is that PCs will probably assume that the ink is some terrible trap, or houses some
beastie. Not to mention the strange allure of a possibly trapped trophy skull. In fact, nothing in this room is in
any way harmful.
This was once the burial site of the berserker lord. His body is propped upon a simple nomad-style chair, his
weapons lovingly placed in his hands for all eternity.
Disturbing this chamber results in the spirit of the lord coming back to inhabit his body, to see what is
happening. He's been living the good death in whatever afterlife awaits a berserker, but is curious as to what's
happening in his crypt.
At first he'll address the PCs and ask them their business in his crypt, in as jovial a manner as possible. Eventu-
ally excitement will get the better of him though, and he'll want to do battle again for old times' sake. He'll rise
to his bony feet, weapons ready, and demand that the PCs do battle for some reason or other. If they are reluc-
tant, he'll call it a test to see if they're worthy to take his treasure. If they offer to leave without any further harm,
he'll call them cowardly dogs. Either way, he intends to get some battling done before he returns to the afterlife.
The battle itself should hit upon a few things:
1) He's a berserker lord, from a historic warrior culture. He glories in battle, and seeks to prolong it as long as
possible.
2) He moves about. A lot. He'll go from target to target, showing his prowess and keeping the battle moving
through this and the previous room.
3) If battle extends into the trophy room, the bone-covered floor mixed with the slick concentrated ink makes
for unsteady footing.
4) Being a corpse animated by his berserk spirit, he will not tire. In the stuffy crypt though, the PCs will slowly
become more sweaty and exhausted. Oxygen is also likely going to become a factor.
The lord is not such a bad sort, but he IS a berserker, and he does revel in battle. He can be defeated though.
When he is close to being downed, the characters should notice the phantom images of women slowly starting
Still, if the PCs are triumphant, they could very well be approached by these women. Fates, Valkyries, whatever
they are, they've just witnessed a very battle hardened veteran be taken down, and they would have words with
those who managed to do it.
This could lead to a Viking-themed story later on, or simply be the "treasure" of the foray; having your battle
skills acknowledged by the folks who really know these things is bound to bring some glory in this world.
Alternately, the watcher spirits might reward the characters with gold rings, or some other tribute. This could
also lead to further adventures down the line.
The entry to this temple is well hidden by simply being a narrow ditch at the bottom of a hillock, and the entry
is a narrow rectangular stonework going downward about 25 feet. Not a difficult climb, but certainly nothing to
attempt under attack. In side there is a large stone door inscribed with runes written in a long dead form of
dwarven. There is a dim, yet ambient, light in the area, but little of this is noticed. Standing before the group is
what resembles an eight headed hydra, but is crafted entirely out of stone and each face holds an expression of
utter tranquility. The hydra has but three legs in a tripod formation and it will battle until it is little more than so
much stone.
In the next room is a great labyrinth of stone, enchanted stone which exists both on the material and ethereal
planes. Just outside, quickly scampering just inside, is a half stone golem kobold. If negotiated with he will
explain that the labyrinth is a perpetual maze, ever shifting and ever beguiling, and that he intuitively knows the
way. If he is not negotiated with he will scamper inward due to the threat, and will only be spotted with a mix of
extreme luck and scouting. There could be roaming creatures of stone, which also know the way, at the GM's
discretion. The kobold hybrid, named Ithril, would more than gladly show the PCs the way for a small fee and
promise for protection. However, he will not leave his beloved maze.
The next room, or rather hallway, is rather drab and holds the same ambient light as every other room in the
temple. It's long, longer than they can see, and seems to sap their very energy. In truth it is a magical trap of the
simplest variety, essentially a magical treadmill combined with an illusion. It also has an incorporation where it
saps their energy giving them ranks of tiredness over a period of time based on their average level. The solution
is simple, turn around, and then walk backwards. You will arrive at the end of the hall in about 40 steps.
The fourth room has a large altar, and the room emulates, or perhaps is, the night sky. There are epic depictions
of the creation of the dwarven race by Moradin, the temptation of a few by an unnamed dark god, and the
transformation to Duergar. In the middle of the room is a small undead, presumably dwarven, dressed in rich
attire with a sceptre or staff, and a crown of an obsidian material. He is either a Cleric with the Death,
Construct, and Magi domains, or a specialist wizard who chose necromancy and has some sort of dark familiar.
He is a lich, he is powerful, and they do have to battle him.
If they read the walls with a successful decipher script check they will read of Moradin's creation of dwarves,
and how he told them to cherish the sun and live in its warmth. A god known only as Child of Night comes and
promises the dwarves power and wealth beyond measure, if only they would renounce Moradin and follow her.
A select few do, and as such a mixing of Moradin's curse and Child of Night's blessing, the Duergars were
made. She erected this temple of emotionless creations, and had her creations spawn from there. This was one
of the first Duergar's great- grandchildren, twenty and one thousand years old.
In the final grand chamber lay many things. For one, a big ol' pile of loot of all sorts, and another thing is a
large sarcophagus. An inscription on the lid explains rather explicitly that any of Moradin's chosen placed
within alive and left for 24 hours would be reborn to serve the Night Children's purposes. On the bottom of the
lid are trace amounts of that same black material of the crown. If they're lucky enough to tick the Lich of badly
enough he will activate that crown and burn it to enhance a spell. This material basically aids Duergars or evil
dwarves in the casting of spells when burned.
A rare form of Undead seeks the help of a band of PCs. Will they be up to the challenge?
The PCs are walking home from a tavern when a cloud of dust and bone, with claws of bone jutting from it,
jumps in front of them. Rather then attacking them, it seems to be trying to communicate with them. What hap-
pens next depends on two things. If the PCs do not attack it and try and speak with it, a simple communication
spell will enable it to speak with the PCs inside their heads and it will pour out its sad tale of woe.
Of course, many (perhaps most) PCs tend to be of the hack and slash type, and faced with such a creature will
lash out with weapons and spells. If that happens the angry creature will latch onto one of their faces, resisting
all attempts to peel it away. After a short time it will crumble into dust and then the possessed PC will speak in
a different voice. It will tell the PCs that they have three days to help it before it kills the possessed PCs soul
and takes him or her over for good, and warns that force or magic used against it will only harm the host body.
Either way, it reveals to the PCs that it is an Urn Beast a rare form of undead formed when somebody who in
life truly hated the idea of cremation after death was cremated anyway. In life it was Amalric,a close friend of
one of the PC's, and a high ranking and devoted priest of the goddess Ulmania. Due to a centuries old religious
Amalric was a close friend of the respected and powerful mage, Sir Edmund Verney and they helped each other
and trusted each other totally. Unfortunately, one evening Amalric made a terrible discovery that his friend was
a member of the secret and illegal cult of The Children of Ma-O when Sir Edmund, trusting him totally, re-
vealed his secret and tried to get him to join the cult. Amalric was horrified at the idea and refused point-blank,
promising to remain silent about Sir Edmunds membership. Furious with him, Sir Edward used his darker spells
to murder him. As his soul sped away towards its life in the Otherworld, a life that would have been a happy
one in Heaven as Amalric had done no evil when alive, it suddenly convulsed in agonising pain and was sucked
back into the body.
A body that was burning on a pyre. Knowing of his friends deep desire not to be cremated after death, Sir Ed-
mund had decided not only to murder him but also to burn the body until it was ashes. No burial in his family
vault on the Isle of the Dead, with a decent funeral. Instead his body was to be destroyed by fire in the Jovian
way. Trapped in the dead body, the spirit felt it burn and silently screamed in agony. When the fire finally died
and his ashes and burnt bones were scraped up into an urn and sent overseas his anger grew and grew until it
was all consuming. By treating his body in this way Sir Edmund had prevented his soul from reaching Heaven.
When the urn was dropped by mistake Amalric escaped but knew he needed help to take on Sir Edmund and
win.
As well as telling the PCs that it wants their help for revenge, the Urn Beast will also tell them about the trea-
sures of Sir Edmund. If it has not possessed any of the PCs and they refuse to help it, it will possess one of them
to force the rest to help it. Once one way or the other the Beast has secured their aid, they have three ways to get
to the island town of De Maddenville where Sir Edmund lives. If they pay for passage on a ship of the De Mad-
den Company, it will be expensive but there should be no problems.
They can also work their way across as one of the crew, or secretly stow away (stowaways however could end
up in a lot of trouble.)
Or they could buy a smallish boat and sail across, but the seas of Acqua are perilous for small boats and they
should roll two dice on an encounter table before they reach the island they are looking for.
2-No encounter
3-A Dunkleoustous looking for something or someone to eat. If they can wound this formidable armoured fish it will swim
away looking for easier prey.
4-An ocean going Wrapper If they don't attack it then it will be curious rather then hostile.
5-The PCs see the mighty Kraken Big Red swim by. Fortunately for them he does not see them as food and is too busy to no-
tice them.
6-A storm blows up and it will take all their strength to keep the boat from sinking. Anything of theirs that would be ruined
by heavy rain is made soaked and useless.
7-A waterspout bears down on their boat. It is nowhere near as strong as a tornado on land but it still picks their boat up and
throws it several feet.
8-A Giant Mussel bed in shallow water-the PCs should be careful not to get trapped.
9-A boatload of The Regulators show up (two Regulators per PC) and attack the PCs to try and rob and kill them.
10-A Giant Urchin tries to impale and eat the PCs
11-Some friendly dolphins swim by.
12-A coastal cutter of the De Madden Company shows up to ask where they are going. Providing they are polite they should
avoid any trouble. Should they get into a fight and kill the crew it could cause them severe trouble in the future.
Once they get onto the island it is easy to find Sir Edmunds luxury villa by the sea. A spell cast upon it keeps
unwanted Undead out. If the Urn Beast is inside a PC this will not affect him, otherwise he must wait outside.
The doors and windows are securely locked and barred but the Urn Beast knows a way in via the sewers. Once
they get in they soon find themselves in a room with an grid of random letters on the floor and the words on the
wall What is the most important thing in the world? Against the walls are several ornate suits of armour clutch-
ing rusty halberds. Sir Edmund was selfish in the extreme, and the correct answer is MYSELF. Stepping on the
tiles in such a way as to spell out that word will get the PCs through the room with no trouble at all and will also
open the steel door.
Stepping on the wrong tile or tiles will mean they break, releasing Myrie Bugs, Trapper Ants, Silverspiders and
other foul insects that will attack the PCs. Casting any kind of magic is even worse, as it will cause the suits of
armour to lurch to the attack, and they can only be destroyed with magical weapons, or if the PCs lack magical
weapons (spells on their own will not have much effect) by pulling them apart into their individual pieces of
armour. If the bugs are defeated the puzzle must be solved to open the door. Of course the more tiles are broken
the more bugs will attack the PCs.
If the PCs have got through the door without setting off the traps, they will be met by a dozen or so of The Chil-
dren of Ma-O If the PCs are careful they can avoid a fight just be pretending to be fellow members of the
dammed cult and will learn from them that a sacrifice is planned. The cultists will happily let the PCs walk past
if they can come up with a suitable excuse.
If on the other hand the PCs have got bitten by the insects and/or got into a huge noisy fight with the suits of
animated armour the Children of Ma-O will yell a warning and leap to the attack. They are very well armed,
with the Firebow and sharp swords and are expert fighters, the personal bodyguards of Sir Edmund. They also
have fifty or so Pocket Ironbones to help them.
If the PCs avoided getting into a fight with the cultists they will descend into a cavern open to the sea. A rope
bridge links a small island in the sea to the rest of the villa. On that island stands Sir Edmund, next to a large
solid chunk of amethyst. Chained to the amethyst, a gag firmly in her mouth, is a young girl, and Sir Edmund is
preparing to sacrifice her to Ma-O with an amethyst dagger and a drawn sword. If the PCs are clever enough,
they can impersonate cultists and gain permission to come over to the island, close enough to jump to the attack.
Sir Edmund is no pushover. His sword is the Sword of the Ocean and here on the coast he can use it to summon
large waves, dangerous sea-creatures, and even minor water elementals to attack the PCs. When attacked he
will at once put the dagger down and draw a metal wand. A bright blade of light will emerge from the wand,
which can cut through non-magical weapons, all but the toughest armour, and can even, if the PC is not careful,
lop off a hand.
If they got into a fight Sir Edmund will have had time to cut the rope bridge and summon large waves and a
Dunkleoustous or two. There is a boat that the PCs can launch into the waves, but it will be almost impossible
to prevent the sacrifice. It might be possible to hit Sir Edmund with a shot from a Firebow if they took one from
If the PCs kill Sir Edmund and one of them is possessed, the Urn Beast will thank the PCs for their help, leave
the PC and vanish into the body of Sir Edmund, which will jerk once and then remain dead upon the ground. If
none of the PCs were possessed then the Urn Beast will fly in from the sea when he dies, his magic having died
with him, thank the PCs and possess the body as before.
The dungeon is complete but what is it about this dungeon that made it different or memorable. What kind of
mystery have they discovered, what kind of reward have they won, and what kind of information have they re-
covered?
If the girl is still alive, when ungagged and untied she will thank the PCs over and over again and then reveal
herself to be a daughter of a Company Admiral. To avoid fighting their way back the PCs can use the nearby
boat to leave and row along the coast a little. The girl will lead them to her house, one of the marble mansions
in the richest areas of town. The grateful Admiral will send the De Madden Company Police to round up the
cultists for trial. The PCs will be rewarded with a third of the amethyst altar, divided up between them. In Ac-
qua this will make them hugely rich, rich enough if they desire never to go adventuring again. If they took the
amethyst dagger they can keep it too, otherwise it becomes a trial exhibit in the case against the cultists along
with the Sword of the Ocean.
The news will spread and they will become celebrities for having rescued the girl, unmasked the evil of Sir Ed-
mund and uncovered a cell of the hated cult of Ma-O. Shopkeepers will sell stuff to them cheaply.
If they killed the De Madden Company people in the cutter, they will be pardoned but their reward will be
greatly reduced to a small chunk of amethyst each (which is still the Acquan equivalent of a thousand dollars
each.)
If the girl has been killed, then the De Madden Company Police, summoned by one of the cultists who faked his
death in the battle earlier, will appear in numbers too great for them to fight their way out, and the PCs will be
accused by the cultists, who have no identifying marks that can link them to the cult they are a part of, of them-
selves being Children of Ma-O, who broke in, murdered several innocent people, sacrificed the girl and killed
Sir Edmund when he tried to stop them.
If they row back and surrender to the police, they will go on trial for their lives on multiple capital charges and
the odds of an acquittal will not be good, and will be even lower if they killed the men from the Company cutter
encounter earlier. Sir Edmund had an impeccable reputation as a man on the side of Good. If the PCs have
sense, they will take the amethyst dagger and a chunk or two of amethyst that they have had time to chip from
the altar, so that at least they have some reward for their efforts, and row away, land on a nearby beach, and go
into hiding until they can leave the area.
If they choose to take the Sword of the Ocean with them then they can use its powers in future adventures, but
every time they use it they must make a willpower check/ spend a willpower point to avoid being converted to
the evil cause of Ma-O.
You have to infiltrate a warzone, get engineering data, and get out. Simple. The twist: The data is on the large
moon tantalus IV. Better known as "Hell" by its inhabitants. Good luck...
Your Mission
The mission with which you have been tasked is to infiltrate Tantalus IV (which is a training world for the liberty military)
and recover blueprints and sample of sleeving technology from an abandoned facility. You will be dropped from orbit on
Tantalus IV several hundred miles away from your target, avoiding the planetary defense grid active in the sector. From your
LZ you will have to make your way to the facility and gather the required data and specimens. Once this is done, you will
have to deactivate the local planetary defense grid around the facility for your pickup to arrive. The deactivation console
should be in the same building as the data you require. Your employee does not wish to reveal his identity, but should you
succeed, you will be very well remunerated. Your employee predicts a 15% probability of survival. Good luck.
Setting primer
As everybody in the human sectors know, the solar system-state of Liberty, with a ridiculously small population
on the galactic scale, exerts a huge influence on other governments. This is mainly due to their technological
advancement and in one in particular: resleeving technology and human digital freight. This allows them to ful-
ly digitize human consciousness (human digital freight or HDF), and download it into either a virtual reality, or
transmit it using quantum entanglement relays to far flung corners of the galaxy, where it can be downloaded
into a new body (a so called sleeve). They keep a stranglehold on this technology, and will defend it ruthlessly,
although they are happy to let people use the relays in a controlled environment, and for a fee. Sleeving, howev-
er, they keep for themselves. It effectively allows immortality as the mind is uploaded and re-inserted into a
younger body, either cloned, or engineered.
The consciousness is constantly recorded in a small device implanted at the base of the neck, behind the spinal
cord. If the person is killed, it is simply a matter of plugging this 'cortical stack' into a computer and download
the DHF.
This effectively allows for disposable soldiers if used in conjunction with a large army, but because of the small
size of the Liberty forces, they prefer to use this technology during training rather than in combat, leading to
more-than lethal training.
The repercussion of this technology is exponential population growth, so the government has created a tax on
civilian resleeving which grows exponentially with the number of sleevings, and after a few new sleeves
(excluding accidents, in which case the body is recreated at the same age as before the accident), the tax reaches
unaffordable amounts, forcing the people to either go into virtual reality, or into voluntary storage. (a side busi-
ness in staging accidents is a constant thorn in a Liberty insurer's side)
Living in a strict martial society, citizens are engineered from biological conceptions to be the pinnacle of human evolution.
Strong, smart, tough, even the artists and philosophers of this system can kill you effortlessly with their bare hands. The
Guardians are hand picked amongst the very elite. These are men who could jump into a never-before-piloted starfighter, at-
tack a capitol ship by crashing head on into it, Survive, breach the hull from the outside without a vacc-suite, and take control
of the enemy ship. On their own. A hand tied behind their back.
After their seven years of training, they are dropped into the smallest habitable world in the liberty system, where they spend
one year in constant planetary war. This is not an exercise. Real ammunitions are used, and they aim to kill. Survivors who
let themselves be killed less than twelve times during the year are accepted into the service.
As an aside, the Temporary-Death rate for Guardians is 98% in the first week. Although out of all intakes, only 2.9% suffer
from Permanent-Death from a destroyed cortical stack, and are returned to their family from the pre-enlistment DHF backup,
while approximately 29% suffer from permanent psychological damage and must be erased. It must be noted, however, that
the average stack recovery time is two month, which can sometimes really throw the patient off. The record for the longest
period to recover a cortical stack is 342 years. The Guardian in question is now the head of the Tantalus IV facility. His stack
was recovered inside the guts of a swamp panther, doubtlessly having gone through a long chain of carnivorous hosts before
being found.
The Guardian high command refer to Tantalus IV simply as 'The Testing Grounds'. Guardians more accurately call it Hell.
Having never been there, I wouldn't know. But from what we do know, they seem pretty close to the mark.
The Testing Grounds is an entire world dedicated to every mode of personal warfare imaginable. Form the orbiting space sta-
tion, where space fighting in cramped stations is tested in live scenarios, right through to the mud-soaked trenches, where
guardians have to fight meter by bloody meter, war is everywhere.
If the bullets and bombs don't kill you here, there are many other surprises in store.
The Mimints
The Mimints are self-constructing mechanical lifeform, created as a weapon system and deemed too dangerous due to their
extremely quick evolution, they were instead released on Tantalus IV to test the mettle of would-be Guardians. They have
since invaded the entire planet, although their presence is stronger in some sectors than in others. There is no such thing as a
typical mimint, but all have some characteristics in common.
1. They are always found in packs. This means that if you ever see a lone mimint, you are inevitably walking into a trap.
The smallest group observed contained no less than five member. Usually, packs are a diverse affair, with a command
hierarchy and many different classes and size of mimints.
2. Most packs are controlled by a very smart AI which resides in one of the unit, allowing very complex, intricate tactics,
such as counter ambush and diversions, flanking and trapping. Usually, the unit is medium sized, well armoured, lightly
armed and rarely engages, preferring to direct other, lesser units. Beware. This commander unit, once disabled does not
stop the rest of the group. Mimints are perfectly capable of acting on their own, and some groups use a redundantly dis-
tributed AI inside each of the units.
3. They are made up of scavenged vehicle and equipment parts, although some mimints have recently started to use natural-
ly occurring resources such as ore. This means that any piece of equipment humans carry into tantalus IV eventually
ends up as part of a mimint. They are especially fond of processor components and microelectronics, which they can use
to increase their cognitive function, multiplying their efficiency. A group of a dozen mid-size mimint will take apart the
equivalent of a challenger/Abrams tank in under 15 minutes. then again, some devices are left to rust in the harsh Tanta-
lian weather.
4. They are completely unpredictable. Faced with a vastly superior group of mimints, many soldiers have been completely
surprised when they cowered away. Packs of mimints have been know to engage in fierce fighting only to stop for no
reason, and simply move off to somewhere else.
From a GM's perspective, mimints allow careful balancing of the opponents to make interesting encounters.
The different Sectors of the world are separated by deep, ocean filled valleys, etched on the planet's surface by the blinding
lights of countless nuclear blasts. Each section hold a particular challenge for prospective defenders of Liberty. Linked by
large viaducts, they form little pockets of fighting. Each section has several bases, and all are linked to an extremely fast un-
derground maglev network, to allow for great flexibility of scenarios by moving troops and equipment. Some notable Sectors
are:
As the players crash land in their orbital drop-pod, they arrive smack bang in the middle of a swarm of mimints.
Incredibly lucky, the swarm had been engaged against some Guardians prior to the PC's planetfall, and the main
AI had just been knocked out by the last standing Guardian. Out of the original swarm, two dozen medium
sized (around the size of a very big dog.) biting mimint remain, who will attack with their claws and mouth ap-
pendages. They look vaguely insectoid, resembling a very large ant/spider cross. Further off, three medium
sized ranged mimints stand back, afraid of injuring the spider mimints. they resemble large crabs, with twin au-
tocannon of a strange design on their back, which was probably the source of the "Thuck thuck thuck" on the
drop-pod hull. A large mimint stands a little way off too. about the size of a car with thick, plodding legs, it
sports no weapons. Indeed, it is a gathering and transport mimint, and all others would cling onto its back. Lit-
tered around are the remains of a well equipped patrol, as well as at least as many mimints, including some very
exotically designed ones. From first impressions, it seems that the majority of the mimints were waiting for the
patrol buried in the soft earth, and took them totally by surprise.
The tone and mood here should be absolutely frantic, with checks to see if they can get out of the pod by literal-
ly shooting the biting mimints point-blank as they open the door: "As the door opens you are faced with an an-
gry array of gleaming metallic pincers, inches from your face" Once outside, the swarm will redirect its
attention to them, and the PCs should have to make checks to avoid shooting each other in the crossfire. With
enemies coming from all direction, the best tactics is to throw a EMP grenade in the middle, and clean up the
ones outside the blast radius afterwards. Good inspiration are swarm scenes from the starship trooper movies or
a pack of rabid wolves. This is survivable, just. If a mimint actually manages to bite, the wounds are shredding
wounds and will be very painful, and very bloody, but not quite life-threatening, although they will require ac-
cess to good medical facility soon. Make this a tough surprise fight, and don't slow down the action until the last
crab mimint is dead. The locale is a clearing inside a temperate forest.
After having had a little time to recover from their ordeal, the player character's location will be approached by
a sixteen man squad of Liberty Guardian Keepers. These men will approach the PCs with no outwards hostile
intentions. Should the PCs fire on the new arrival, the shimmering shapes will raise their weapons and fire non-
lethal projectiles. These projectiles feel like "An explosion of ice spreading beneath your skin from the point of
impact" and are energy-based, so they leave no marks and will pass through ballistic armour. Should the PCs be
protected from this, the Keepers will do their utmost not to harm the party, but one way or another, the entire
party will be disabled. Should the PCs choose not to attack the Keepers, or after they have all been disabled,
then the Keepers will simply approach, and look intently at the apparent leader.
As the Keeper squadron approaches, the only things you see are large shapeless forms. Easily eight feet tall, the adaptive
camouflage of the exoskeletons shimmer like heat rising off a desert floor. As they approach, their outline become more dis-
tinct, until, about five meters in front of you, the point man disengages the adaptive system, and you are stood facing a hu-
manoid behemoth of camouflaged steel. lacking shoulders and instead having a rounded dome where the head should be, you
can see that the range of movement of these Keeper still remains completely unaltered. There are no slot for vision, and, as
the point man lifts the head cover like a hatch, you can see that it is fully transparent from the inside. Glowing display dance
on its inner surface, providing highly complex and integrated tactical information to the man inside. The very man, who with
blond hair and piercing, ethereal turquoise eyes, looks at you intently. His perfectly symmetrical lips tightly pressed; alabas-
ter face revealing nothing of his thoughts or intentions. Only now your brain begins to register the tactical information in this
scene. Each of the Keepers would at least be seven an a half feet tall underneath the exosuite. Their weapons, unnoticed until
now, radiate the clean lines of ruthlessly efficient killing tools. Everything screams total and complete cool, calm and collect-
ed control. Be it the way the point man casually holds his rifle, the familiarity betraying countless years of daily usage. Or
the way the other Keepers slowly, one by one, disengage the camouflage system, and, one by one, look at you with the same
intent turquoise eyes. Fighting now... is not an option.
In fact The Keepers are rather indifferent to the fate of the trainees, and will mistake you for Guardians. (The
gene therapy which leads to the turquoise eyes and increased bulk comes after Tantalus IV). They will not actu-
ally begin conversation with the PCs, but will stare at them and stop them from leaving the area until the PCs
start talking. They are actually curious as to why a group is in the area, as they were informed otherwise. How-
ever, they will not begin to speak due to the very intricate etiquette and customs attached to warfare within the
Guardians. Indeed, it is seen as very improper to speak to an unknown force when in a superior position. The
PCs will have to get the ball going. The Keepers all speak excellent Galactic Standard, and most speak at least
five other languages besides that, so it is almost sure that one of them will understand the PCs. Once conversa-
This can go several ways, depending on how the characters handle it:
1. If the PCs are rude, obnoxious or boastful, and try to intimidate or insult the Keepers, their helmets will
close, and they will simply shimmer back to their patrol, but not before wishing the PCs a courteous, if
somewhat short "Good luck". This leaves the PCs to fight through many more mimint groups on foot
before getting to the nearest abandoned bunker, where they will be able to join the underground maglev
network. In fact, this was the original plan, but the presence of mimints will make this a very dangerous
and tiresome journey, and they will arrive at the bunker exhausted and running very low on ammo, not a
good thing in the middle of what is basically a war zone. This is also the ideal spot to use some of the
dangerous flora and fauna discussed in the setting primer. They still have to get inside the bunker/station
by disabling the turrets and cracking the door. Thankfully, the station they go to is currently uninhabited,
and they manage to get to the underground maglev without any further incident, although they will have
no luck at finding supplies or ammo.
2. If the PCs are cagey about what they are doing, but remain polite and make no overt threatening ges-
tures, The Keepers will simply leave them to be, pointing them in the direction of the nearest road,
where, they say, will be two abandoned land buggy, which would probably help them wherever they are
going. Before driving them away, however, the party will have the rather unpleasant task of clearing out
the rotting corpses still in the seats. From observation, it seems that the two buggies were attacked by an
aircraft, and although the buggies are damaged, they should be simple enough to repair. Using their
maps, the party will be able to navigate to the original waypoint, and find the same small bunker as in
the previous option. En route, however, they will be ambushed by three trainee Guardians, who are
themselves after the buggies. being only three, the damage they can do is minimal, but the element of
surprise might just work in their favour. Unfortunately, they only carry conventional weapons, but this
will at least allow the PCs to replenish some of their ammo.
3. If the PCs tell them where they are going honestly and in a friendly manner, saying that their destination
is the medical facility in another sector, then the keepers will offer to give them a lift in their combat
shuttle to a medium sized station and bunker complex. After a twenty minute walk, the party will arrive
at the shuttle in a clearing (protected from mimints by autoturrets) and be airlifted to the Bunker, where
they will be shown the restrooms and the medical wing, where an autosurgeon will take care of their
wounded. After freshening up, or perhaps using the cots in the barrack section of the bunker, They will
be free to take the lift down to the Maglev station, and go on their merry way. If they ask nicely, they
might even be able to scrounge supplies from the armoury. The XKH-71 rifle is pretty big for the un-
modified PCs, but a very strong man or a two man fire team should be able to wield it pretty effectively.
This will be a definite boost when facing the rest of the raid. (All this happens whether the PCs chose to
attack or not. The Keeper's exosuite is more than a match for any weapon that the PCs might have, and
they don't get offended from warfare. Indeed, if the PCs fought well, by all means have them praised
over a meal back at the barrack.)
Regardless of whether they managed to get to the large bunker with the blessing of the Keepers, or had to fight
their ways through hordes of mimints, the result is that they arrive at a deep underground maglev station where
a three wagon train will be waiting for them. These trains are standard for squad movement. Although they are
rather bare, the navigation system more than than makes up for that. On a great wall-screen in the forward com-
partment, the entire network can be called up. The intuitive interface (similar to Google maps) allow them to
The PCs train has stopped due to a local power outage. When it finally stops, the doors are closed, and the party
has to exit through the roof escape hatch. It might also be interesting to play the darkness element to the full,
filling every shadow with noise and unseen dangers. (Adaptive camouflage is completely invisible in these con-
ditions.) with their torchlight cutting through the oppressive underground black.
Finding the electrical substation and restoring the power is the primary objective. This section is designed to
give the characters that have not yet had a big part a place in the spotlight. For example, if the stealth character
of the party has not had his say, twist the adventure so that this section has to be carried out by stealth, with lots
of dark ventilation ducts, alert cameras and dark overhanging catwalks. If your techie hasn't had a chance to
shine, let the doors be closed, and requiring hacking at every step. Or let him have a battle of wit with the local
AI to regain control of the substation. The actual reasons for the power outage are far less important than letting
your under-appreciated character have his moment.
Once the power back on it will be a simple matter to access the control room for this station and call the train.
Once back 'on track', the journey will be fairly uneventful until they reach their destination...
Once arrived at the target, the PCs must then proceed to do three things:
1. Gather samples and specimens of Cortical stack technology
2. Gather all data from the datavault
3. Disable the local defense grid to allow for a pickup
And surprisingly, the first part of the plan goes without a hitch. Once the door panel has been hacked, the vari-
ous cybernetic hardware required for the cortical implant procedure can be recovered from the cleanrooms. And
although the PCs will have to go through airlocks and decontamination procedures, it will be a welcome change
from the mission so far. If they did not manage to get patched up before now, the medical wing will have sever-
al fully automated surgery rooms, as well as plentiful medical supplies. In the emergency supply of the medical
room, the PCs will also find an emergency stack reader, commonly used for identification. This portable unit is
about the side of a large textbook, and has a plug to fit the stack into. If recovered, reverse engineering this de-
vice will be very helpful.
The Datavault, however, is another matter entirely. Located at the bottom of the building, it is accessible by a
long access corridor. As soon as the PCs engage down the corridor, the door through which they have entered
will close, trapping them inside the mainframe complex. The lights will dim, and the ceiling tiles down the cor-
ridor will fall down, only to reveal dozens of spider-like mimints that will begin to crawl towards the now-terri-
fied PCs, walking indifferently on walls, ceiling or floor. These gleaming metallic horrors are intent on
consuming the intruders, and The team will have to fight through them to reach the main server room.
In the main server room, an amazing sight awaits them. A large (13 ft+) mimint, bloated by many addition of
circuitry and chips stands in the middle of the illuminated space. Clearly, it is far too big to have entered
through the door, and it can be suspected that it was build in situ. Its morphology is vaguely reminiscent of an
insect queen, eggsack bloated, while the atrophied limbs do not even reach the floor. However, instead of laying
eggs, the distorted metallic abdomen is connected to the servers behind it by thick cables. Cables that pulse with
the same rhythmic light pattern as the rows of glass-protected electronics behind this final foe.
Barely having had the time to take the sight of this beast in, another waves of mimints will pour in through the
ceiling and floor vents, reinforcement called by the fearful queen attempting in vain to protect itself. In reality,
rather than being a queen in the biological sense, this is the brain mimint for the entire region. Having interfaced
with the databanks of the medical building when it was abandoned, the mimint took over the local populace,
and used their limbs to improve his physical shape, until a point was reached where only his cognitive function
remained active. It does, however, possess the ability to remote control other mimints, and it will flood the
room with waves after waves of exotic creations.
Some interesting facts can be gathered from the datavault beyond the mission data. As it turns out, the Mimint
AI had merged itself with the building's original AI, which is why the building was not taken apart, as it was
seen as an extension of the brain's body. It is also from here that the PCs will find the transmission codes re-
quired to disable the defense grid, and allow the long awaited pickup home. While browsing the main datacore,
several references also come up on a hidden wing inside the medical facility. Isolated on an independent electri-
cal and Security system, the equipment codes are obviously alien to the PCs, but The security seems to indicate
something pretty juicy.
We blew a hole in the toilet wall to access the secret section. Turns out we didn't come here in vain after
all. Rows upon rows of incubation tanks were filled with human bodies. The perfect shapes were bathed
in soft green light, just enough not to trip on the wires connecting the tanks to the blinking consoles at
their foot. Totally deadwalled, you couldn't access this section without High Explosives. Even the com-
puter systems were deadwalled, and without Patrick, we would have never figured out what on earth
they were doing here. As it turns out, this was a storage facility for part of their old prototypes. Yes, the
biological kind of prototypes...
This is the motherlode. Although not physically vast (approximately as big as a medium highschool), this sec-
tion is the centerpiece of the mission. The technology amassed here is varied and decades ahead of the rest of
the other races. Early prototypes for gene enhancement are stored here, and the samples that the PCs may take
will be worth a very generous reward when they get back. Possibly more interesting, the technology is there for
them to take and use for themselves. Early models of the Keeper exosuite will be amongst the small armoury, as
will recombinant rifles and electro-transparent camouflage samples. The frozen storage will hold such a diverse
array of engineered biological samples that their cold cans will not be big enough for all. In Fantasy terms, this
is the treasure room, the dragon's loot. It is up to the GM to regulate what is in here, so choose wisely.
Now, equipped with all the data and specimens they could ever need, the PCs are free to deactivate the local
defense grid, and transmit the pickup message to their recovery craft. It is simply a matter of making it to the
surface and boarding the shuttle, to be once and for all off this terrible place.
Here, GMs could always throw a few curveballs to the players for some final fun:
2. A Keeper squad awaits them outside. Fast talking is needed to justify the character's presence inside
the facility.
3. The pilot has received orders from high command, he is to go only if the entire brain mimint is
brought on board too, as well as a couple of the sarcophagus.
5. The shuttle brings with it a nuclear bomb. You have to bring it back inside and set it to detonate once
you are gone.
6. While they were inside, the frontline moved right on top of them. Will they be able to rendezvous at
the new waypoint?
Sewer Lair
By Daniel Burrage
A typical manhole is all you will find as for entrances. Upon entry the first thing you notice is the water is
deeper than it should be in the sewers here, about 6 feet higher than it should be. There is a high archway over a
valve opening door, a flood door. There is a disturbance in the water, and a giant crocodile bursts from the
water with what can only be described as a bellow. Its face is thicker than it should be, and upon the fist bite it
becomes evident that it is by no means natural. Teeth greater than any one creature should have and glistening,
almost prismatic scales. What's more, a normal crocodile has neither venom nor a sewer hang out.
Through the door, this drains the previous room, and leads to a great barrier. It is about 14 feet around with 28
half foot wide sliding rings. When spun and turned correctly it creates a great depiction of two snakes. It will
roll over to the left revealing the next room. I suggest you actually print something from the Internet and
assemble a paper version of this puzzle, actually forcing players to complete it or not move on. The PCs can
simply step through the door way three or four abreast, but sliding the middle ring (actually a circle) may be a
problem for vertically challenged groups.
This room is utterly devoid of water, and actually seems drier than it should be. This probably won't work for a
party with knock, but otherwise it's cool. The door simply re-locks behind them, and they are unable to spin
anything from this side. A pit opens in the middle of the room, at first about 6 inches across, but it grows 2
inches a round. Inside is about 30 feet deep with 15 of it being water. Going for the cliché the pit is full or
piranhas and continues to grow. The door to the next room is simply a chamber door, with a masterful
adamantine lock, the door itself built of ironwood. If the rogue can pick it or the fighter can break the lock in
This next room is an actual room, reminding you more of the local pub than the sewers. It has a warm, cozy
feeling with a fire in the heart and dinner in the oven. Out of place, it would seem, is the Mind Flayer monk
working the kitchen and dozens of lizards with yuan-ti blood. The lizards immediately begin making a noise
akin to a bark, and the monk looks up from his cooking. Good thing he needs no equipment and few magi
items, and battle begins.
In the next room there is a sort of twisted laboratory, betraying the homeliness of the previous room. There are
implements of demon-surgery and blood mixing, as well as several yuan-ti in great containers. Beakers,
concoctions, and tools, and all of them foul. Every tool has a limited malevolent sentience, able to only express
feelings. Every potion in the room has a horrible effect on sentient, good, not green skinned creatures. Not
destroying everything is a questionable act, and may force an alignment check. Using any of them is definitely
an alignment check. All is not lost for our money grubbing fellows, as the sociopathic mind flayer was testing
an experimental form of alchemy to turn gold into lead, creating the philosopher's stone out of it, as well as
misbalancing the local economy. He has pounds and pounds of raw gold lying around in different, perhaps
harmful perhaps harmless, solutions. He also has a journal which is so garbled it requires a minor decipher
script check. It details gruesome procedures and tasty recipes, clearly pointing toward a split personality. He
explains political conspiracy theories and his alternate opinions on the gnomish pantheon. Carting out the loot
will be a ride, but it will be worth it, as well as checking out that diary. It's a good read.
Orcish Olympics
By Aki Halme
The Orcish Olympics (or those of some other monster race, as suits the campaign world; Monster Mash,
Goblinoid Games, Troll Rumble..) is a recurring challenge in honor of a monstrous deity. The coveted prize is a
unique item, title, or privilege ( e.g. Eye-Eye Bowl, or writ of passage through Orcish lands). It is held by the
champion of the games for a year, after which it is up for grabs once more. Now it's time once more.
The games are for monsters only, but only by tradition. The challenge for the PCs is to get the prize. A full-
scale assault on the monsters would fail, and stealing the prize would be counter-productive as it would lead to
retaliations against nearby human settlements, so some other way needs to be found - such as participating and
winning the prize for a year.
The games typically have monster contestants only, and the PCs are not of monstrous races, so participating in
the first place is not a simple matter. On the other hand, there are no strict rules against non-monstrous
The preliminaries are rather harsh, and involve co-existing with monsters for a while. This is likely to be an
uneasy arrangement for PCs and NPCs alike, and might well lead to conflicts, accidents, moral dilemmas, or
blown cover, even if the PCs are able to speak and understand the local language fluently.
Or in this case, the games themselves. While PCs may take pride in being much stronger than an average
monster, their fellow competitors are under no standards average. Further, the games are designed to with
monstrous participants in mind, so some challenges could put a human participant at a disadvantage right from
the start whereas others might give a human an edge. However, such an edge would most likely be nullified by
disgruntled competitors, as well as their better preparation from experience from previous games.
Being crowned the champion of the games is the obvious prize, but even if the party does not succeed at that,
they could find new understanding with, and possibly new allies amongst, the monsters - and learn the lay of the
land should they need to participate in an attack later on.
Pitfall Castle
By Nathan Wells
The heroes are traveling to an important castle or stronghold in response to a summons. Upon reaching the
location where the castle should be, they find that all that stands there are a few broken towers sticking up from
the landscape. An evil wizard has plunged the majority of the castle deep underground. At first this would seem
to block all access to the castle, but actually there are numerous entrances in the form of pitfall traps. Sooner
than later, the heroes will find one of these, either intentionally or by accident.
Room Two: Puzzle or Roleplaying Challenge
The heroes can not exit the castle through the pitfall trap that they entered by. Once inside the castle, the heroes
discover that it is a massive labyrinth of corridors and chambers. Furthermore, it is crawling with guards who
were once loyal to the castles' owner, but are now under the control of the wizard. Individually, each guard is
weak enough so as not to pose a serious challenge to the heroes, but if an alarm is raised then the guards will
come swarming in on the heroes in such numbers that they may be overwhelmed. The heroes' main objective
will be to avoid getting caught while they search for an exit. To make this more of a roleplaying challenge,
allow the heroes to find a few sets of guard uniforms left unattended. The heroes could then try to impersonate
guards, even trying to ask for directions through the labyrinth without drawing too much attention to them
selves.
As the heroes search the castle for a way out, they'll discover that the princess of the castle is being held captive
in the castle's prison (alternatively, this could be some other important NPC, or valuable treasure). This
information could be gleaned by overhearing a conversation among the guards. The heroes must choose if
they'll find a way to free the princess or just focus on escaping with their own lives. If the heroes decide to free
the princess they will doubtlessly alert the castle guards to their presence and intentions, if they haven't already.
The heroes may be glad that the princess knows a secret way out of the prison through the sewers. Due to the
castle's being plunged underground, the sewers will no longer lead the heroes outside of the castle, but it will
allow them to escape temporarily to another part of the castle.
The heroes have finally found an exit to the castle, but one of the wizard's lieutenants stands in the way. The
lieutenant is a formidable warrior, and will put up quite a fight. Ultimately, the lieutenant's objective isn't to
prevent the heroes', or the princess's, escape. For that reason he'll focus his attacks on just one hero who he
considers the biggest threat and let the other heroes slip by with the princess if they want.
The princess is grateful for the rescue and will offer the heroes a monetary reward, if that is what they want.
She'll also ask them to take her to a nearby location where there are people who will offer her support in
fighting the wizard and his evil plans. This location could be a neighboring allied kingdom or a secret base
where some of her servants and soldiers have taken refuge. The catch is that the wizard's lieutenant hid a
magical stone on the princess's person that will allow the wizard to track her, revealing who and where her
allies are.
In the ramshackle town of Spear Malice only a single building still stands. It has defied the Great War and its
spears of light; nuclear blasts that devastated the entire state, and ever since then it has defied the onslaught of
time. Its halls have not yet been breached, and a wealth of technological treasure await, ripe for plunder! But
there are others who crave this treasure; others that will do anything to claim it.
Mercenary Shrine
During the Great War the border town now known as Spear Malice was hit hard. Caught within the blast radius
of a nuke, most buildings came toppling down. Of course, the century and a half since that time has not helped
either, and today Malice is a truly ramshackle place where the Divine Spear Tribe holds sway, and their War-
lock King, John One-Eye, is the undisputed master of the nearby wastes.
It is in this town, on the intersection between Wolf Path and the Path of the Ancients, that the Mercenary Shrine
stands; a circular building, like a silo on four pillars, apparently unharmed by the blast that tore down the rest of
the town.
The silo shaped edifice has been placed on four massive pillars of steel and concrete, so the entrance is actually
in the open air below the building. Bricks from the collapsed neighboring buildings seem to have blasted into
this region, and several ancient trucks that are parked here have fist sized holes in them, and are partially cov-
ered in earth and bricks. Gangs of tribal savages often walk the streets near this area, so PCs must either keep
quiet, have considerable diplomatic skills or be ready to fight.
An elevator is visible inside one of the steel support pillars, and its doors are wide open. Inside they will find
cracked mirrors on the walls and the ceiling. The control panel has been destroyed, the remains bent and broken
on the floor, and now a wide array of wires emerge where it was once placed. The wires still carry an electric
current, which will be clear from the jolts they will get if they touch two wires at once. Also there is a hatch in
the ceiling, but it is locked. Marks suggest that someone has tried to break open the lock, but obviously they
failed.
To get up the PCs must either use their electrical skill and send the elevator up, or they must pick the difficult
lock and climb up to the floors above. Note that a certain code has to be entered to access the upper levels, and
at the moment the PCs have neither the codes nor the interface required to enter the codes. Therefore the eleva-
tor doors will only open on the first room inside the facility (the second "room" of the dungeon).
Note:
- There are three digits on the panel: 0, 1 and 2.
- 0 would be the entrance, i.e. here. 1 is the control room and 2 is the Mercenary shrine.
In a large chair, its leather black and comfortable in spite of the years, a skeleton is seated. Its spine has been
reinforced with black metal alloys from the neck and up, and the unmistakable soft whirring of awaking ma-
chinery can be heard from within its skull. On a closer look the PCs realize that the skeleton had cybernetic im-
plants in life and the left side of the skull is covered by the same black metallic alloys as the neck; light emitting
diodes bathe the inside of the skull in nuances of green and red. The back of the skull, and the chair behind it,
has been blown away, a shotgun still in the hands of the skeleton. The skeleton will move its neck and seem to
follow the PCs, its vision enhancement implant pinpointed on the face of the closest PC. The rest of the skeleton
is quite dead and unmoving. In front of the skeleton is a huge control panel, briefly described above, and the
locks barring the elevator doors from opening at the upper levels can be opened with it (successful computer
skill use).
Any PC with devices that can communicate via short wave radio, or has a wire with the RJ2001 jack needed to
connect to the machinery, may converse with the deceased mercenary, or what remains of it. It seems the mer-
cenary had invested in major optical enhancements, targeting systems as well as memory storage implants. This
means the dead cyborg remembers who it was and what has happened. Unfortunately there is a small malfunc-
tion in the hardware, caused by the suicide, and this makes the cybernetic ghost (as beings such as this are
called) quite difficult to communicate with. Any eloquent and diplomatic PC can persuade the cyborg to pro-
vide much info however:
1) The cyborg knows how to unlock the lock on the upper levels.
2) The cyborg knows that the sentry drone upstairs can be hacked, and that it is vulnerable in the rear of its neck.
3) The cybernetic ghost remembers how to power up the space craft on the uppermost level.
4) The ghost also remembers how to open the retractable roof panels, to make the space craft's take off a little more conve-
nient.
The PCs can also choose to rob the skeleton of its implants. The skull can also be separated from the rest of the
skeleton and, if so, it might turn out a reluctant and difficult, but valuable, ally. The cybernetic ghost still refers
to itself as Luc, a 44 year old mercenary. (Its correct age would be 195 years, given the time it has been trapped
here, but that is something it will not acknowledge).
Note:
- Luc committed suicide after he realized what had happened. Half of his skull has been blown away and the shotgun is still
in his skeletal grip.
Mercenary Shrine
This room is the mercenary shrine, or the contract room, in which potential employers discussed with the lead-
ers of the mercenary clan. The room is basically a meeting room, with a huge, black oval table at the center and
many luxurious chairs surrounding it. At the far end of the chamber is an altar of sorts, the altar of contracts, in
which agreements are kept. The rule is to honour the contract, religiously, or break the contract at your peril.
Nowadays the PCs might find that the old, rotting contracts disintegrate at touch. A dog tag on a chain with two
teeth lies discarded among the contracts. "Cole 'Durmenthir' Anderson" is the name printed on it.
The exact details of the robot is left up to the GM in question, but Luc, the cybernetic ghost, will inform the PCs
that its frontal armour is formidable, requiring heavy guns to breach, but some essential neck cables are vulnera-
ble to attack. This information can also be gleaned by PCs using the surveillance cameras to their full advan-
tage. Also, if possible, the sentry bot will not use projectiles (it has been programmed to keep the facility as
intact as the situation allows).
The elevator stops on this level. A ladder leads up to a hatch in the ceiling, and the hangar above.
Note:
- Extremely skilled hacker PCs can connect wirelessly to the bot and hack it, preferably from behind shelter. Its firewalls and
passwords are rather good, but not impossible.
Hangar
The hangar has walls and floor painted black, with a thick, yellow H painted on the floor, a circle surrounding
the H. On this letter, H, a flat, broad spacecraft stands. Its hull has been painted military brown. Its gangplank
has been lowered and entrance is possible. For the space shuttle to take off, the roof doors should be opened, but
it is possible to crash through them if they put the thrusters on full. (It is likely that this will damage the rudder
and hull).
If the roof doors have been opened, the room will be occupied by eight tribals wielding spears and knives and
crossbows. They will squat atop the space vessel, some even having gone inside to study this ancient piece of
wonder. The tribals have no skill at electronics and computers, so they are limited to poking and punching ran-
dom buttons. If the GM thinks a military space shuttle is too great a reward, he should have them push the
wrong buttons and crash the shuttle half way through the wall. It will still contain much desired spare parts and
can eventually be repaired by the stalwart PCs.
Additionally the tribals, already having found the tracks of the PCs, have realized the elevator is now functional
and will be approaching from behind too. The PCs should find some choke points, and quick, for this battle is
about to become hot.
Regardless whether any tribals are in the hangar: The PCs did not ascend the elevator shaft unnoticed, regardless whether
they ascended by using the elevator or by climbing. Several tribals followed their footsteps and, unless the PCs were cunning
If the PCs hacked the sentry bot: The sentry bot is online and will defend the PCs to the best of its abilities. It uses its hands
to choke, punch and disable and, just to invoke fear, it sometimes rips throats and hearts out of the bodies of its opponents. It
will employ firearms if the going gets too tough.
Spacecraft
The space craft, or space shuttle, has room for ten passengers and their gear. Its cockpit has room for one pilot,
but it can be flown fully automated. Its currently plotted course is to the earth orbit space station, Tellus 1, but
that space station was blown up in the initial days of the Great War. The three other destinations also seem to be
dead ends, though the PCs must travel there to discover this. In the end the shuttle is fast, has enough fuel to fly
for two days, but is limited in matters of available space. If the PCs have other vehicles or animals, or a great
deal of cargo, it will not be able to transport it.
For the GM that is not ready to just hand out a fully functional space craft, the tribals could disable it (as ex-
plained above), or it could be in a state of disrepair. In any case: It will fetch a decent price anywhere, and most
potential buyers will not be able to cash out even a fraction of its worth, though the PCs will still prosper. The
truly devious GM will let the space craft have a serious malfunction, but this will not be revealed until after take
off, when the systems begin to report one critical malfunction after another. Centuries of no service and mainte-
nance just can't be healthy...
The Great King long ago ceased attempting to police the wastelands of his Border Marches, and these debatable
lands fell into the hands of petty counts, retired generals, and warlords, who constructed and then abandoned
many keeps ripe for plunder.
Beyond the green hills lining the Vayoron River lies the desolate wasteland known as the Border Marches.
These lands, subject to the Great King only in name, have long been un-policed and untaxed by any official Im-
But many of the tenants of this land, who taxed the land and patrolled it with their own hired men (with the
Great King's tacit approval) found the wastelands, quite obviously, to be barren, poor, and difficult to make a
sustenance of. Many landlords simply abandoned with their retinues the ancient, crumbling keeps into which
they had tenanted, after struggling to establish any kind of power or wealth in a land of blowing dust, starving
cattle, nomad herdsmen, and the curses of black-eyed wizards. Others were done in by the struggle, or slain by
bandits and raiders, or by foul magic, leaving their holds wasted and empty, and stuffed full of unwatched trea-
sure.
Most enticing to bold adventurers, the Border Marches are so thinly populated and so barren, and the reputation
of some of the forts so fearsome, that many have never been plundered! Surely, the riches and wealth of this
baron or that must remain in a keep in the wastelands.
One such keep is this place, a crumbling conical pile atop a windy scarp. The populace of the village below,
who grow a pitiful plot of maize in the shadow of the hills, claim that the fort is haunted and that none ever re-
turn from its dark walls. It has been untenanted for over a hundred years; village legend states that it was the
keep of the Count Jjun of Irgoz, a cruel and bloodthirsty individual.
It is said that Jjun of Irgoz offended the God of Gods by trapping and murdering a guest in his home, and for his
misdeed, his entire household was struck down by a plague in a single night. His retinue mouldered away be-
fore his eyes, his advisers and friends thrashed screaming in the blood of their own sick lungs, and his great
guard-hounds feasted on the bodies of his family. But Jjun of Irgoz did not die, the villagers say, but remains
eternally pox-stricken and in terrible pain, alone in the dark with his sorrow. And that, conclude the warty vil-
lage wives in their cord skirts and painted arms, is why one must please the Gods by honoring guests with a cup
of water and safe passage (but as the heroes will find, not much more than that).
The doors are slotted deeply into the scarp walls down a slight defile carved out of the bare rock; windows in
this rock were probably arrow slits for the defense of the keep, but looking into them now reveals only what
appears to be a partially-collapsed chamber filled with rubble and broken wood.
The doors swing open with a rusty squeal. It has been quite some time since anybody entered here- a layer of
wasteland dust, blown in over time, lies spread thickly across the pavement. The heroes stand in a tall central
room. They can just make out the brick walls of the conical structure in which they stand in the gloom; a shaft
In this chamber, the heroes meet their first test. Out of the darkness, the heroes sense a presence, shuffling si-
lently just beyond the edge of the visible. Lurking in this chamber are the gigantic guard-hounds Vvikush and
Vvoralgu, who have become huge, immortal, and terribly ravenous from feeding on the cursed flesh of Jjun of
Irgoz's stricken family. Their bristling, silvery fur is crusted with filthy brown and black from the seeping blood
of numerous infected sores, and their enormous drooping-lipped jaws peel back in demonic snarls to reveal
shattered and bleeding teeth and diseased gums. These creatures have lurked in this chamber for over a hundred
years, gorging their cursed hunger on the foolish ones who trespass within the unholy fort, and a century of un-
dying fear and rage has stripped them of any previous allegiance they might have held to mankind. These beast-
dogs provide the heroes with a terrible battle.
In this room lie the gruesome remains of Jjun of Irgoz's tragic family, who died from the horrible disease inflict-
ed by Jjun's curse and whose bodies were fed upon by the devilish hounds- three age-blackened and dog-sav-
aged mummified bodies in the faded tatters of ancient gowns, their limbs and faces unnaturally twisted in
disturbing ways by rigor mortis. The corpses of the cursed count's two daughters lie in each others' arms at the
foot of the throne, their legs separated from their bodies and their stomachs ruptured by the corpse-eating
hounds. Their shriveled eyes are small black pits and their teeth shine very whitely. Across the room, the body
of the lady countess Tleyeson lies on her back, surrounded by a black coating of some flaky black substance,
actually the rotten material that the countess wretched up before she died. Her body, too, was savaged and eaten
of by the dogs, her face is twisted in a horrible shriek.
This sight, while tragic, seems irrelevant to the heroes. They must be more concerned with opening the mecha-
nism which seals the door, a contraption obviously constructed by a sorcerer learned in mechanical arts. It is a
combination lock, and in order to open the door, four ivory wheels (each marked with a number symbol) must
be rotated to form the correct code. But what could the code be?
Clues lie on the door itself. It is a great, heavy, bronze relic, worked with symbols of the traditional birth-to-
death cycle of the Sun Dog (from young pup, to angry warrior pierced by arrows, to one-eyed leader, to emaci-
ated dying elder). If the heroes look closely, they can see indicated in the relief the phrases: "Let answers spring
forth as lightning" and "A hair is the breadth between the open door and the closed", old proverbs. The words
"lightning" and "hair" are juxtaposed. If the heroes are very good at inference, they will know that the numbers
of the combination are hidden in sequence on the tapestries of Nastra of the Lightning Hair, worked into scenes
therein.
A startling interjection from a hundred-year-old mummy! The youngest daughter is the most forthcoming, and
will divulge the combination to the door if it is promised that she will see her daddy and that she will marry the
handsome Prince of the Kingdom someday (she is a bratty and fickle little child who wants her dreams fulfilled,
even in the grip of undeath). The other two corpses are angry and bitter, having dwelt a century beyond the veil
of death, and are very mistrustful of the heroes (recognizing them as the treasure seekers that they are), and will
not speak unless the heroes can prove that they will see be allowed to see Jjun of Irgoz one last time.
The heroes pace up the carpet, their footsteps raising puffs of heavy dust. Thick cobwebs tear apart as they
brush through them. Approaching the stairway, they discern a large dark figure, seated on the steps and slumped
against the wall.
This figure is Xaggarng, the count's personal bodyguard. Loyal to his death, this huge man died puking out his
rotten innards into his lap (like the countess), and his shriveled corpse is encrusted with the gruesome dried
remnants.
The heroes should know by now that the dead do not rest well in this cursed keep. As they near the doors to the
bedroom, Xaggarng releases a thick sound like a deep sigh, and a cloud of black dust pours forth from his dis-
tended jaw. Flickering green embers awaken in the wrinkled pits of his eyes as he lifts himself heavily from the
steps. Despite the withering of age and mummification, which has made his grey-black skin peel away from his
bones and crack apart at his gruesomely-twisted teeth, he remains a giant among men, 7 feet tall, with long arms
and hands that have become claws through the action of rigor mortis. He fills the narrow hall and attempts to
smother the heroes in a horrible embrace. An unholy strength fills him, and driven by a loyalty to Jjun of Irgoz
that lives beyond death, he will not die until hacked into pieces.
Jjun Of Irgoz
The heroes ascend the staircase, spattered with the congealed guts and caked dust of the terrible fort. This is the
count's bedroom, the family abode buried deep beneath the keep, and (hopefully) just above the coffers.
As the heroes push open the bronze doors to the bedroom, they are driven back by an overwhelming, sick
stench of rot and foulness. They feel an unfamiliar wetness as the dust that cakes their sandals is washed away
by a thin, warm fluid.
The heroes move slowly through the defiled room, until coming upon the great platform of the count's bed. Ly-
ing in the center of the denuded slab of the bed is the cursed lord himself, Jjun of Irgoz.
Cursed never to die, but to live eternally, cancerously stricken by the hideous curse of disease which slew his
entire household. Over the course of a century, the endless pain has driven him beyond insanity, and all sem-
blance of what it is to be human has been lost to his rotten brain. He appears to the heroes now in a form that
could only be vaguely described as human- composed of rot-blackened organs that swell and split, clustered
around his crumbling bones like sacks of stinking awful, with his intestines hanging in ropey coils from his bel-
ly. His arms hang long and loose and end in twisted skeletal claws. His skull seems to have collapsed into a
mass of hideous tentacular cancers that writhe and whip about in a medusa-like fashion. All that remains of his
skull are the bridge of his nose and his eye-sockets, nested mask-like and eerie amidst the pulsing, rotten flesh.
Out of a mouth-like cavity, filthy grey-black puke, filled with shredded, bloody organs, dribbles and splashes
about on the floor. This is the horror that was once Jjun of Irgoz, lord of the keep.
The horror-that-was-Jjun will not die easily. With a disturbing howl, the creature reverses its joints and crawls
up the wall and ceiling of the chamber like a cockroach. The creature attacks with its flesh-tearing claws, and
spits hideous plague-bearing fluid at the heroes, a substance so filled with the curse that it raises festering sores
on their arms and causes them to bleed from their noses and mouths. The creature also attacks them with its in-
testines, which animate like arms to strangle and slap at the heroes.
This disturbing atrocity seems impervious to pain, and only after it has been hacked apart into tiny fragments
(or burned) will the creature die. With the end of its life, there is a huge sighing throughout the keep, and a
wave of putrescent air sweeps out from the bedroom throughout the whole tower.
When they reach the landing of the stairway, they find themselves in a low-roofed long slot chamber. At the far
end they find, finally, the coffers of Jjun of Irgoz.
The heroes have worked striven hard for this moment, and crack their knuckles in anticipation. The lid of the
stone box is slowly pried away to reveal...
Nothing.
None of these things remain the box. Some of the count's unscrupulous guards and his vizier broke into this
chamber and stole away with the gold, escaping the plagued household with the treasure, before dying of the
disease somewhere out in the badlands.
Left over at the bottom of the cask, however, is something that might highly interest the heroes- it is a docu-
ment, on vellum, marked with the gold-leaf seal of the Great King himself (of a hundred years ago). It is a deed
of debt, redeemable to the Great King at any time, for a tract of land to the bearer- a gift to Jjun of Irgoz for tak-
ing on a command in a Godforsaken wasteland and giving up his ancestral tracts. This document bears the seal
of a Great King, and is written in the most proper of High Sorgic. Should the heroes present this document to an
Imperial governor, they are fully within their power to demand a tract of Imperially-sponsored land be given
over to their lordship as their manor, with accompanying serfs and servants.
The Well
By Bert Isla
Entrance
Jagged high mountains rise above this little town. It is the last supply outpost that can be found for many miles
before a dangerous trek across the mountains will lead travelers to the next kingdom. Escaped slaves are often
ran to ground here, desperate to flee into the free kingdoms they find this outpost to be their only chance at free-
dom. The populace, sympathetic to the escaped slaves, had opened their long abandoned mines that stretch from
beneath the town and end on the opposite side of the mountain range. The dried up town well acts as the hidden
entrance to this escape route. Perhaps the PC’s are escaped slaves or slavers themselves. Perhaps there are ru-
mors that escaping slaves eager to make better speed hid valuables and wealth along the many miles of passag-
es.
The wood covering the well is old and brittle, easily broken. The stone making up the walls are large and un-
even making easy handholds to the dry bottom. Unless the keystone is discovered by bribing a towns person or
threatening one, a detailed search will reveal a section of the well that is fake. The entrance beyond is dark,
musty and slightly damp.
If PC’s continue down this passage they will run into a collapsed area of tunnel the will provide no further pas-
sage. If the PC’s were informed or produce a good search score they will notice that there are many scratches
Freedom
This downward sloping passage is lit by clusters of luminous fungi. If PC’s disturb the fungus, they will feel
slightly ill within the hour and develop an irritating rash within a day. Careful searching of this area will reveal
several caches of food, water, clothing and maps to the kingdom beyond the mountain. Helpful town folk would
have warned the PC’s about the fungus. This tunnel is long but several hours of walking will lead to the moun-
tainside exit.
Tyranny
This passage leads to a seemingly empty circular room. When the last PC has stepped out of the tunnel and into
this room, the room will quickly drop fifteen feet. At this new height, another chamber is accessible, but the
walls leading back up to the previous room are smooth and offer no hand holds. The smell of rotting meat
comes from the new room. This area was once used as an elevator shaft to move ore from one level to another,
now this new revealed cavern is the home of many under dark dwelling monsters. This deadly destination is
given by the townsfolk to those following the escaped slaves in the hopes of ridding themselves of pestering
slavers.
Escape
At the end of the long tunnel followed in “Freedom” the PC’s will again feel the movement of air and the chill
of the frosty mountains. The end of their trek however leads to a recently installed iron gate covering the exit of
the tunnels. Apparently the much sought after kingdom of freedom has gotten tired of letting in escapees! The
iron gate can be overcome with enough combined strength from the PC’s or magical help.
Originally written for D&D, this 'dungeon' sees a governor's house taken over by pirates. The governor and his
daughter are held inside as hostages, making the pirates inside rather bold.
They fight a little like Tucker's Kobolds in some ways, using tactics, cover and the (altered) design of the house
to make up for lack of power and numbers.
The pirates have barricaded all of the doors and have a cannon or two on the roof, which they are using to ha-
rass the players. They also have some ranged weapons. Once the party are inside, they are safe, but if they get
too close, the pirates will drop bombs on them.
Bashing down the doors leaves them vulnerable, but there are a number of large windows which can be broken
and entered by a character with any talent for climbing.
Fight!
Most of the pirates who survived the attack on the mansion are now waiting on the other side of the main door.
If the party try to break it down, they will be faced with a barrage of arrows / bullets / spells. If they creep in
through a window, they might be able to get the drop on the pirates.
A smaller group of pirates with ranged weapons are waiting on a balcony above the main group, where they can
see the main doors, but not any side doors. These are weak, but numerous adversaries.
The large sweeping staircase, the only direct means of getting to the second level, is destroyed. Climbing might
be possible, but the conditions are not favourable and it is a 20 ft. drop if they fall.
The ground floor of this mansion will reveal dead servants, dead pirates and a typical house. The servants did
fight back and many pirates lie dead in other rooms. There might come a woman's scream from upstairs if the
party need to be hurried. The only way is up, as they say...
Jack, the pirate captain is waiting outside the master bedroom. He will have set up the arena to give himself the
advantage, but he is not hiding. Unlike the crew, he should be more of a challenge for the party.
What the players do not see is that the first mate is also around, but he /is/ hiding. He will join when the party
are focused on Jack, going for anyone who is hanging back. While not as proficient as the captain, he does have
the element of surprise and knows how best to aid Jack.
A key around Jack's neck will open the door to the master bedroom, though the party might want to kick the
door down or pick the lock. It is a good lock and a rather sturdy door, so the key is actually a good idea.
Inside, the governor and a young woman lie dead. There is also a terrified-looking servant hiding in a wardrobe,
whose sobbing will be easily noticed. She will use any excuse to get away, including trying to incapacitate
anyone left alone with her.
The pirates have a chest of typical treasure - gold, gems, small ivory statues - appropriate to the party-level.
Any pirates left on the roof will surrender once they learn that Jack is dead.
The party will recognise her face on a poster or other document soon, since she will be busy pillaging to
replenish her crew and money.
Blind Pack
By Jean-Christophe Pelletier
An old druid and his apprentice have been blessing the crops of the villagers of a small agricultural community
every year. Using a precious stone, called the Heart of the Forest, the druid helped plants grow strong within the
valley. But this year, the druid is nowhere to be found and the villagers ask for help.
In the forest on the wooded slope of the druid’s mountain, strange animals have been spotted. These wood
animals have turned livid and blind after drinking from the chalky white water of the surrounding streams. They
roam freely and attack any suspect source of noise. Anyone who touches the waters can suffer the same fate.
Players will have to fight a few of them to go up the mountain or find a way to slip by unnoticed.
Further up the wooded slopes of the mountain, players face a huge dome formed by living thicket. The thicket
climbs high in the air and forms a huge dome that continues up the mountain to a rock cliff a few thousand feet
higher. The tops of old trees are seen pocking out of the dome as well as the spire of a ruined guard tower.
Streams and small pools of chalky water exit at different spots around its walls.
The dome is 30 feet thick and cannot be crossed normally. Normal fire cannot harm the thicket and magical fire
can burn through slowly. Hacking through the wall is possible with much effort, but vibration on or in the wall
rapidly attracts thousands of tiny spiders that cover the victim and bite relentlessly. Prolonged shaking attracts
all of the spiders in a 15 feet area, thus clearing the surrounding area. The spiders can only be removed using
effect actions such as wind, fire, cold or immersion in water.
Within the tunnel lives a colony of Memory Moss (Obliviax). Any who enter 20 feet in the tunnel are attacked
by the moss which tries to steal memories of the last 24 hours of any living being, starting with spell casters.
Near the big tree sits a huge Shambling Mound monster. The monster attacks anyone on sight. The young druid
attacks the monster but anytime he hits, the monster lets out an anguished cry. The monster also refrains from
attacking the young druid.
If players kill the monster, its vegetable body withers away revealing the body of the old druid. A green glow
can be seen inside his chest. The monster’s death also makes the thicket dome wither and the waters of the
streams become pure again. A cavern leading inside the rock wall is revealed.
Heritage
After the fight, the young druid approaches his father’s body and digs deep within its chest to pull out a green
glowing gem, the Heart of the Forest. He then tries to escape inside the cavern.
If players stop him, he reveals how he feels he should have been ordained a druid by his father but was refused
the honour. The apprentice tricked his father in showing the location of the gem in hope of stealing it, but the
old druid saw the trap and swallowed the gem. The gem’s power transformed him into the monster and mutated
the forest around. The young druid then prepared his revenge, setting the trap inside the tower and waiting for
adventurers to help him kill his father.
If the young druid manages to escape, the players are left with the task of figuring out what has happened and
letting the villagers know of the old druid’s fate. Of course, following him down the dark cavern is always an
option.
A remorseful DM may add hints in the form of horns, star and chessboard marked on the walls.
This area is in actuality a chessboard, once one of the character step on the board he is only able to move on the
board as the corresponding chess piece that should be in that location (if someone doesn’t specify, roll
randomly).
Then a battle begins between the monsters and the party with the movement restriction – this battle promise to
be amusing. The party could step off the boards only after all of their opponents are neutralized.
This adventure can be ended as waking up from a confused dream or as a really bad dimensional shift.
Aboleth
By Andrew Anderson
The guardian is the village around the "mystic lake" and the monastery at its heart. The monks and villagers
sincerely believe a benevolent spirit lives in the lake, protecting them from marauding humanoids and taking
criminals into its depths to purify them. The villagers will be reluctant to let heavily armed adventurers jump in
the lake and go after their protector, nor will they ask it to appear for the sake of proving a point, showing off,
or luring out to where it may be attacked.
These celestials are actually skum concealed by a veil spell from the aboleth. Aboleth do have a knowledge skill
of the DM's choice. If the DM chooses to make this knowledge skill be Knowledge (Planes) the aboleth may
make subtle errors in its veil.
If the DM chooses to make this skill be something different, the aboleth may make serious errors that confuse
the players. The skum inside the illusions, of course, have no ranks in Bluff or in Knowledge (Religion). This is
far more likely to reveal the deception, as well as the fact the skum detect as evil, even veiled.
The aboleth has also had time to prepare several programmed image traps that will activate whenever a party
member. These would include illusionary cave-ins (to force the party members out of good cover positions) and
illusionary bands of skum (to draw attention and area attacks).
If enslaved party members and illusionary traps fail to drive the party off, the aboleth will stage the death of its
projected image, hide under an image or mirage arcane, and let the party move on to the treasure room while it
slithers away through an escape tunnel or canal.
The aboleth's treasure room is full of orcish and ogrish wargear, neatly catalogued with an anthropologists sen-
sibilities. The aboleth has recorded transcripts of interrogations of orcish scouts as well, disclosing their war
plans. Apparently five separate orcish hordes have been scouting the village in preparation for a raid. The abo-
leth has been capturing each of their scouts, stripping them of their gear, interviewing them to find out about
their tribal cultures, and then converting them to skum.
Dragon's Lair
By Aki Halme
Dragons tend to make their lairs inaccessible, and the one that the party hunts is no exception. The lair is hard to
find, and at a location that is difficult to access - amongst indigenous monsters with a healthy respect (or
worship?) for the dragon, natural hazards such as ice and cold and winds and heights, or possibly underwater in
a swamp in one bog amongst hundreds.
Access to the lair, especially an unannounced one, could depend on PCs' skills, but also on the goodwill of the
locals; hiring locals to pinpoint the exact location could be required, but how to do this without having some
other local inform the dragon? Whether the locals are friendly or foes, an intelligent beast such a dragon will
find a way to use then as an early warning system. Should there be advance notice, the lair will become that
much harder to penetrate.
While some of the information that the party has is more or less correct, some of it will be unreliable. Perhaps
the dragon they seek was not white after all, but merely appears as such in public. Perhaps the lair has hidden
sections and fake loot for thieves to take instead of the real thing. The dragon could have a taste for human
company - servants and captives that could become collateral damage or hostages. Until then they are in the
way, and possible liabilities with indeterminate loyalties.
In a dragon's lair, the obvious fight is against a dragon - whether that will be the case here is less clear.
Intelligent monsters are likely to seek ways to improve the odds, and possibly avoid the fight altogether and
have the threat that the party poses ended by other means - from having the PCs tried, arrested, and executed by
other humans to bribery to collapsing the lair on top of the PCs, or simply escaping when the situation begins to
look grim. The true threat could be non-dragonoid.. and for a real challenge, the lair could have more than one
dragon, such as a pair with hatchlings, where one of the parents always stays at the nest; as a result, the lair is
the only place to see them both. When the party attacks the dragon defending the nest, they are likely to get hit
by the other parent as well, either right after a won fight, or during the fight. Alternatively, in an area where
dragons are hunted, several youngs from one nest may have decided to stay together for mutual defense, and
when in public buff up their appearance by magics that change their size, or at least appear to do so. The party
expects to fight one dragon, fights it to retreat with surprising ease, pursues it to its lair, and suddenly finds
itself facing five dragons.
A dragon's lair classically has a treasure in it, which is actually rather odd. But even without treasure clearing
the nest ends a threat to the nearby human settlements, adds to the reputation of the party, and provides a
location that is likely to be highly defensible and probably for a long while shunned by many of those who have
not been informed of the dragon's demise. A resourceful party could even decide not to inform anyone of their
success, and have the locals keep delivering gold and goods and beautiful virgins to what used to the dragon's
lair.
A five room dungeon with the appropriate clashes of steel, smooth talking, and betrayal. To begin this five
room dungeon, the players receive a missive requesting them to meet a petty lord, named Arront Seliverous,
and to tell no one what they were doing. Seliverous does not tell the PCs what he is hiring them to do.
Lord...
When the PCs reach the door to Lord Seliverouss private rooms, it opens and a worried face, with dark eyes and
hair, and a slightly crooked nose, connected to a richly robed body, appears. With many a word of gratitude Se-
liverous pulls the PCs into his outer chambers, but before he will explain his problem, the lord insists on them
taking refreshment with him. The drinks are laced with a fairly powerful sleeping draught that should safely put
the PCs out for a few hours.
...And Killer
The PCs wake to find that all their weapons and more valuable items have been removed, and that they have
been moved to a deep pit. Scattered among the rocks are numerous, if rusty, weapons ready to grab up, if neces-
sary. Standing on the edge of the pit is Lord Seliverous, after the appropriate gloating and monologueing , he
reveals that he was hired by (insert name of appropriate villain here) to knock off the PCs, with that he leaves.
Next, a gate opens in the wall and a manticore (or other beastie of appropriate power) comes out to feed on the
helpless adventurers. A battle ensues with the manticore and, hopefully the PCs win.
Plot Twist
After defeating said beastie if the PCs look around, they will find the body of (insert name of good NPC the
PCs thought was important, but wasn't) apparently killed by the same big bad beastie.
Upshi Rises
By Cheka Man http://www.strolen.com/content.php?node=4387
Do the PCs dare to go and raid the tomb of the Pharaoh Upshi?
The PCs are in a bar on the edge of the polar regions of your world when they hear the babbling of a man, his
skin slightly damaged by the cold, begging for them to help find his only son, who was part of an expedition to
uncover the tomb of the Pharaoh Upshi. A thousand years ago when Upshi ruled with a rod of iron, as the texts
said, the weather was much warmer and what is now ice-covered tundra that barely rises above zero was a
pleasant and powerful land, the centre of an ancient empire. His son went on an expedition with half a dozen
others and was due pack days ago. As well as pleading for them to find his son he will hint of the treasures to be
found within the tomb.
3-the wind grows even colder, harming the PCs (roll a die and take that off each PCs vitality stats)
4-A frozen body, lying dead in the snow near a pile of wood that it clearly set up for a fire. Any money or weapons it may
have had in life has been stolen by whoever murdered it. If the PCs bury the body in the snow or set it on top of the wood and
cremate it, they will hear a whisper of thanks in their head and will get a good feeling.
If they leave the body where it is, unburied and un-cremated, an Ice Ghoul will rise from the body and attack the PCs. If they
have magic/ magical weapons then they can slay it, otherwise they must burn the body, which will make the Ghoul hiss,
smile and vanish.
5-1 to 6 Polar Bears which depending on the PCs reaction may or may not attack them.
6-A whiteout (if the PCs pitch a tent they should escape harm, otherwise treat as #2 and roll the dice again when the whiteout
clears.
7-A Crevasse! If the PCs are roped together, then nothing too serious happens; otherwise one falls in and can suffer anything
from a small wound to death (great for getting rid of a PC who is god-modding and annoying everyone else.)
8-A region of geysers resembling the Sorcery Springs Geyser Basin comes into view. The GM should decide if these geysers
have any magical properties and how dangerous they are to the PCs. The ground around them will be very unstable.
The PCs come across a great Step Pyramid embedded in ice, the resting place of Pharaoh Upshi. A grid of
stones are set in the door in front of them and if any of the PCs are able to decipher the runes, they will see that
they are letters of the alphabet. The right code to make the door raise is UPSHI RISES. They have to reach into
holes to press the runes and if they press the wrong button two stones will slide down. If they did it with a
weapon or a stick this will not be much of a problem, but if the PC used his or her hand it will be trapped and
getting it out should be very hard indeed. The NPC with them may be able to give valuable information about it.
The PCs find that the expedition has been captured by a band of tomb robbers, which by chance happened to be
robbing the tomb at the same time that they entered. (Think two robbers for every PC.) They are well armed and
doughty fighters from another kingdom, and have killed three of the expedition and tied up two more whilst
they decide if they should ransom them or not. Along the walls are tomb paintings and should one of these be
brushed against, one of The Few will arise from it. Should they have the NPC with them, he will be able to
The tomb robbers have a mage and one low-grade (but none the less magical) weapon between them. Whilst the
Few can only be harmed by magic or magical weapons, if they can somehow be disarmed then they will be
helpless to cause harm and will vanish. If they were on the PCs side then the NPC can persuade them that they
are the Pharaohs servants and they will vanish back to the afterlife. The people tied up will tell the PCs once
untied that the one they are looking for ran deeper into the tomb to escape the robbers.
The PCs go through several tunnels and come into the main burial chamber, which is painted in all the colours
of the rainbow. Atop a pile of what seem like glittering diamonds is the mummified body of Pharaoh Upshi. A
golden crown and a necklace of amber is around his neck, a golden ring is upon his finger, and his bony hands
clutch a golden rod and a black spear. The one that the PCs are looking for is gazing in awe at the scene.
PCs being PCs, they are sure to want to loot. If they just take the diamonds nothing will happen. If they should
try and take the rod or the staff, or any of the other treasures, then a red glow will appear in the eyes of the
mummy and Upshi will rise. The staff will glow briefly and the PCs will find themselves unable to speak, as the
staff is in fact The Staff of Silence Fortunately for them, as they will not be able to cast spells, the mummy is
jerky and not that good a fighter, and non-magical weapons will hit it (but will only do half the normal dam-
age.) The spear however is The Black Spear and if it does hit a PC in the wrong place it will kill him or her, so
the mummy is much more dangerous then it seems and should not be underestimated.
Should they touch the walls during the fight, then one of The Color-Wraiths of Gor-Kashesh will attack the PCs
and will only be vulnerable to magical weapons or fire. Should it be killed it will vanish back to its own dimen-
sion.
The dungeon is complete but what is it about this dungeon that made it different or memorable. What kind of
mystery have they discovered, what kind of reward have they won, and what kind of information have they re-
covered?
If the NPCs son survived the PCs can feel good about themselves and the father will give them his gratitude and
whatever small reward he can afford to give them.
If they took the diamonds they will be very disappointed later, as the diamonds are just chunks of ice that will
melt as soon as they are brought into a warm place. The amber necklace has no magical powers other then to
keep its wearer warm in the coldest of conditions. The crown is The Crown of the Storm and can control the
weather but at a severe cost. The Staff of Silence has three *uses* left in it before it becomes just a staff of gold.
When the mummy is killed the PCs will be able to speak again.
The biggest prize is The Black Spear, a weapon that can kill even dragons, a truly mighty weapon.
A local Wizard, rumored to have lost his mind, like he has his hand, Has issued a Challenge and a prize for all.
Simple-Enter his tower and find him to claim your prize.
Background
The eccentric wizard Xarn is a recluse. Almost comically dress in clashing reds and purples. His most notable
feature is in fact a lack of one. His hand, missing from some terrible accident, is still a living visible stump. His
Tower is visible from town. And his rare visitations to town always cause quite a stir. The rumors have it, that
he is tinkering with the fabric of life. Others say his is looking for his lost hand. Others say his is ripping
through the fabric of Reality. Most figure that he's stark raving mad, others suspect incredible genius. A month
ago he walked into Luckys tavern, and bewitched the inn-keeper, Lucky, to tell all new-comers of the challenge
Xarn issued.
The Challenge:
"Those who dare, and have the prowess may enter my Tower unmolested. Or, for those whose curiosity might
just kill them, for I will tell you the truth of my stump. Enter with only a word of Truth. After, you will face a
series of Challenges. In my years and travels I have amassed great treasures which I am willing to share with
those proven to be worthy individuals. These will test your faculties so the weak need not apply. Once begun
your acceptance is binding, for there is no way out save for success. Good Luck."
Shaft of Light
To approach the dark foreboding tower you must enter a twisted forest, filled with a clinging mist and unusual
noises. A feeling of being not right overcomes you. Every time you glimpse something you look again, to see if
you're seeing right. your mind questions, Did that Bird have two heads? Did that squirrel have spiders eyes? Did
that Fox have bee markings? Did you hear Humming from that tree? There is an almost understandable mutter-
ing surrounding you. You feel eyes staring at you. The players fear builds as they walk. About ¾ in, they most
conquer that fear or risk running away. (Mind-effecting, easy)
Background: This forest was planted from modified seed; the plants radiate an aura of fear. It resonates with
humanoids. The creatures, in the woods are early moderately successful experiments that are primarily harm-
less. Their oddity only reinforces the weird feelings already radiating from the plants.
When you finally exit the forest near the base of the tower, you stand in front of large thick wooden door. A
mouth forms in the door and booms. "Tell me, what it is you truly desire, and you shall enter and your challenge
will begin." (this is a great way for characters to share history, and plot hooks for their characters)
There's a chance an observant character will see that the tower has no mortar and the stone seems to almost
breathe.
If answered truthfully a hole the shape of the character will materialize, closing after they pass. This is done
with each party member. PCs on both of sides of the door can hear the answer. When all are present the door
booms, Now the challenge begins. The room they stand in is plain cut stone and round with thin windows al-
lowing some light in. An ornate circular rug from a far off land is the only decoration. A bright beam of purple
General Note: the stones that make up the shaft walls are alive and they serve Xarn. They are hive-minded creatures (like
ants) and work as one entity to change the tower itself to his needs. They will shift as needed to make the climbing harder or
easier. They were developed with an oil like defense which works in two ways. Oil is be secreted to make them slippery, re-
sisting willing relocation. The same oil can be forced out violently, much like a skunk used when being attacked. This oil
when atomized, and breathed causes nausea. These can also become easier to grip, by roughing its feathers They have even
been know to move in and out like a snail.
The Choice
Once at the top of the hole. An image materializes. "Congratulations. Not in succeeding, but in passing the ini-
tial challenge. Behind you is a door for each of you. Beyond those doors is your next challenge. It's simple
enough. All you need to do is Choose."
Each PC encounters nearly the same thing. When they grab the handle to open the door, they are pricked with a
needle. When the door opens, an unpleasant odor hits as the character enters. In this small bare room a loved
one is bound and tied to a wall. Next to the opposite wall, out of reach of the loved one is a table with a flask
holding a yellow translucent liquid, and a note. The loved one looks very ill. Bloody vomit is seen in one cor-
ner.
Background: The loved ones in truth, are normal tower denizens bewitched to look, talk and act like the PCs
loved ones. (almost literally reacting to how the player pictures their loved ones would in their mind) the deni-
zens are really infected, and told that they will only be cured if they succeed in fooling the PCs.
This is a very strong enchantment and incredibly hard to see through.
Once they choose who, if anyone drinks, the challenge is over.
A-maze-ing
When the PCs enter the round room again, they see an archway and a hallway beyond. The disembodied voice
of Xarn speaks, "At the end of this hallway is the ladder up. There you will find what you seek." Past the arch-
way is a long hallway. (Impossibly long for the tower's size) The 10' high hallway has no ceiling. A ladder leads
About halfway between the archway and the ladder, the environment changes before the PC's eyes. Either side
hallways appear, or walls do, or disappear. In essence a second maze phases in, while the current one phases
out. This change stays for a number of minutes and switches to yet another one, and to a fourth and back to the
first. Then it cycles through them repeatedly. Some of the walls are living brick and can move, the walls move
at 60 per appearance cycle. (Thanks Treasure Tables for the idea!) They phase in for one of the 4 cycles. (DM
note: make four(4) identically sized mazes. Have a ladder near the center in the same spot for all. Do whatever
you want with them, put a letter-number grid so when you switch, you know where they are)
To make matters worse for the PCs there are numerous half-breed minotaur's (experiments) who have been giv-
en a home here. They love this maze as it gives them something to do and purpose in life. They are constantly
looking for what changes. There are a few cleaning oozes. All the players need to do is get to the ladder, which
everyone can see from anywhere in the Maze.
If a party member Phases (example: blink spell), they see all 4 mazes at once and are probably going to wind up
trapped, except they can walk through the current real walls, with normal dangers.
Special Notes:
* The ladder has an anti-magic field emanating from it. (approximately 10')
* Remember the PC who gave the disease cure potion to the loved ones will start being effected by the disease-
most likely in this room.
"It's finally time to take a GOOD look at yourself. Oh, and there is a door here somewhere... Bwahahahahaaa..."
Booms the wizard's familiar voice.
As the hatch slams shut and torches and lights are re-lit, the party will find themselves in a standard hall of mir-
ror. Only one of each party member's multitude of reflections is an evil-half. They are really malicious spirit
trapped in the mirror. The only way for them to escape is to take someone in. These reflections are exact copies
of the PCs, except without the disease.
As one might expect, the reflections will try and confuse the PCs as to who to help attack. (The spirits can sense
each other.) In a Hall of weirdly angled mirrors, It is very difficult to detect, enemy. The party must first decide
who is real or false. The spirits have no such difficulty. The spirits also read surface thoughts and will use them
against the party.
If the PCs survive, one of the mirrors will have a hard to find handle. Through this door is what they set on this
challenge for.
Xarn awaits the PCs with his goblin assistant Rumi. Xarn is a slight man dressed in Red flowing Wizard robes,
with purple trim. He has a similarly appointed hat. And smaller square spectacles. His crow's feet wrinkles dis-
appear into shoulder length salt and pepper hair.
He and his assistant stand behind a low pedestal with a large mirror mounted on top. They are grinning widely
when they enter.
In a whispery voice, He greets everyone, "Welcome brave souls. You have passed the challenge I have put be-
fore you. And I am proud of you all. You have spoken your desires, and I know why you are here. I have also
watched your actions, and they too speak of your wishes."
"Before I answer any questions, we will get to the heart of it. I shall put a last choice before you individually."
Xarn will then address each PC and re-cap their choices and actions, and their stated desires. He will present
them each with two items. Each will aid in one of the two paths, Desire vs. Deed. For those that are afflicted
with the disease, he also offers them the cure. If they choose the potion, after everyone has made their choice,
he will offer them to pick between the remaining to items and accuse the PC of thinking him a cruel heartless
man. The Goblin-Gumi will always mimic the expressions Xarn has, and will agree with his master.
If asked, Xarn will explain that the challenge was to find suitable characters to venture forth to reclaim his hand.
When asked, he explains that his hand was lost during an unfortunately desperate situation involving casting a
Djinni bottle into a Bag of Holding. This caused a dimensional rift to rip open, fold back on itself, and capture
his hand before repairing itself. His hand is alive and technically attached. It is floating in-where he thinks-is the
realm of forgotten creatures. He asks the party if they wish to travel with him to this dimension, and assist him.
Otherwise the challenge is over and the PCs can return to town unmolested.
The setting a Necromancer's lair. This short scenario works best if the Necromancer has appeared before and
this is the final battle between the two. It should appear early on in the Adventurers questing history, and they
should think this is the hardest thing they will face.
There is an obvious entrance to the cave, with satanic markings and all. However, if the adventurers search,
they will find an alternate entrance. It is hard to find and behind Shrubbery. It is a small wooden door that the
Necromancy uses. If you try to go though this, a magic force field will keep you out. It can be dispelled, but it
should be hard to do.
The main entrance has a bunch of Zombies, led by the Necromancer's assistant. You could make him as strong
as you like, whatever race you like, but he should be a recurring villain, like the Necromancer. The main en-
trance itself is locked by a arcane lock that you cannot unlock unless you have the key that the assistant holds.
Brain Dead
As you walk in, a rather large inscription should tell adventurers a riddle:
After a few minutes pass to allow the adventurers to ponder this, Skeletons will drop from the ceiling, each
wielding weapons. These should not be made to tough, but serve as a tiny challenge. If the players smash their
heads, they should find a tiny scroll in side each one. The scroll should have one letter on it, really big.
"Death"
This is the password. The letters should be scrambled in not come in the order of the appearance of the Skele-
tons. If you are to say the password to the door, they will hear a loud click. The door will now swing open easi-
ly if pushed,, but swing back once let go.
Turn Around
There should be a short narrow hall way to another door. Above it should be another inscription:
The Travelers than have to go back to the room they just left and kill(?) more skeletons and take the letters out.
However, the Skeletons fall at greater rates, with three skeletons to a party and only one having a letter. The let-
ters should read
Again, scramble the letter. The password has to be said to the door at the end of the hall again, with the same
results.
The Necromancer
The Necromancer sits upon his thrown of bones, applauding the Travelers for getting that far. But as always, he
has to try and kill them anyway.
And such. Also, make it evident that they are Necromancers, for they are. You have a loooong way ahead of
you...
The temple is guarded by a priest of the four elements. They must judge the heroes worthy of entering the
temple through trial by combat. The priest is a proficient magic user and will cast spells associated with each of
the four elements. The heroes need not destroy the priest. Once it becomes obvious that the priest will not win
against the heroes he will admit defeat, and grant the heroes access.
The temple houses an air elemental, an earth elemental, a fire elemental, and a water elemental. Each is
extremely jealous of the others and resides in a separate room of the temple. Each can be convinced to offer the
heroes their favor through clever roleplaying, along with expressions of honor and respect. Each elemental is
aware of how friendly the heroes are with the other elementals, and will get offended if the heroes show just as
much, or more, attention to another elemental.
Once the heroes have won over an elemental, the elemental will offer them its favor. There is, however, a catch.
The heroes must first perform a few duties for them. Depending on the power level of the heroes, these duties
may be extremely simple tasks that don't even require them to leave the temple, or they may be small quests in
themselves. The other elementals, out of jealousy, will also send minor minions to hinder the heroes' efforts.
Once the heroes have performed a number of tasks for a specific elemental, that elemental will have one last
favor to ask before it will bestow its favor on the heroes. Each elemental has an intense rivalry with one of the
others. The air and earth elementals are rivals, and the fire and water elementals are rivals. The final task will be
to defeat the elemental's rival in combat.
The elemental finally bestows its favor on the heroes. This may come in the form of magical weapons, armor,
or other items. It could be access to new powers associated with the specific element. Perhaps the heroes have
freed the elemental from its station at the temple and it is now free to accompany the heroes for an important,
and particularly challenging, quest. Maybe the elemental reveals that it can now grant an inordinate amount of
power to one of the heroes, but in return the hero must agree to become the next guardian of the temple. For an
even more dramatic reward, one of the heroes is transformed into an elemental of the same type as their patron!
You need only a d6 for using the following tables (roll it once for each room). In diceless games simply choose
the result you like most.
1-2. The dungeon is an ancient dwarven stronghold. The entrance is a magically sealed stone door, and the
guardian is a clockwork dwarf fighter.
3-4. The dungeon is an orcish mine. The entrance is a small trapped cave, and the guardian is a domesticated
grizzly bear.
5-6. The dungeon is an illusion. The entrance is a phantom bridge made of fire, and the guardian is an illusory
dragon.
1-2. In Room Two PCs find the ghost of a dwarven hero. If they want to give peace to him they'll must find his
corpse and bury it (using a complex dwarven ritual).
3-4. In Room Two PCs find a magical scroll. If they solve the puzzle contained in it (Q: 1, 2, 5, ... A: 26) they'll
receive a magic item from a far demiplane.
5-6. In Room Two PCs find a madman entrapped in the dungeon. If they cure him (using spells, for example)
he will reveal vital information about the place.
1-2. This place is trapped: if PCs try to open or break the lock of the exit door a sphere made of solid force will
entrap them.
3-4. This place is trapped: if PCs remain in the room for a minute or longer the walls will release poisonous gas.
5-6. This place is trapped: if PCs touch the illusory chest contained in the room the ceiling will collapse on
them.
1-2. The final boss is a terrible dragon. It will accept treasures in exchange for PCs lives.
3-4. The final boss is a little humanoid army: a lot of orcs, trolls and ogres. They will accept food and prisoners
in exchange for PCs lives.
5-6. The final boss is a powerful illusionist. She will accept magic items and new spells in exchange for PCs
lives.
1-2. PCs find an ancient and powerful dwarven artifact in the dungeon. They must pay attention: the Dwarf
King is searching for it.
3-4. PCs find NPCs prisoners in the dungeon. They must pay attention: one of them is a polymorphed demon.
5-6. PCs find a large amount of gold, silver or platinum in the dungeon. They must pay attention: the metal is
cursed.
Promised Aid
By Jonas Dorn
Background: Centuries ago, the empire was in great danger. One evening, a messenger from a so far unknown
power came to the emperor, and offered him a deal: He would get the assistance of X heroes, but he had to
pledge that he would send his best X heroes of his own once the other power was in need. Of course the
emperor agreed, and within a week, X heroes appeared and saved the empire. They were given great honors and
large amounts of gold and expensive items.
Now, the time has come to for the empire to reciprocate. Optional: I would place the other power underground,
and have a tower appear in the garden of the emperor's castle, whose door is a replica of the old contract. Once
the PCs enter the tower, it starts to tremble and slowly, then faster and faster sinks into the ground.
Of course, there are plenty of other methods to transport the PCs, such as by teleporting them somewhere, or
have them board a spaceship which is on autopilot.
"Is that hope I see in your eyes? So sweet. I sent my weakest troops against your saviours, now you can spend
the last moments of your life seeing how I destroy them".
The commander stabs the other through the heart, and starts attacking the PCs, while ordering the aides to not
let anyone get to the dying prisoner. He turns out to be a significant challenge for the PCs, and if they can't kill
him quickly, the prisoner dies.
When the commander dies, the aides fall apart – it seems that they were some sort of animated armor (or maybe
undead), whose existence depended on the life of the commander.
If the prisoner survives, he can tell the PCs what is going on, and that they need to eliminate the 3-5
commanders of the invading army. He leads them through a secret passage (if underground: through stunningly
beautiful caves), though they find that they have to cross the entire camp of the enemy army to get to the
commanders. The former prisoner is no help in that, because he is frozen with fear, or because he died right
after giving all important info to the PCs.
A young priestess is setting out on a pilgrimage and is looking for a few people to serve as guides and guards
during the journey. She is offering to pay anyone who qualifies. In order to join her caravan, the heroes will
have to prove that they are both competent and trustworthy.
The caravan is stopping at a number of towns along its path. After visiting a few towns the heroes will notice a
suspicious trend. At each town where they stop, the priestess ignores any religious buildings or holy sites, but
instead has secretive visits with shady looking people under the cover of night. The heroes may try to figure out
what's going on through clever roleplaying or espionage. Or, the heroes may simple try to win the priestess's
trust and then ask her directly.
The priestess is really a member of a secret order with a political agenda. The king of the realm is on his
deathbed, and his wicked son is about to inherit the throne. The king has another, illegitimate son whom the
kingdom as a whole knows of only in rumors. This bastard son is actually far more qualified to be a good and
noble ruler. The secret order that the priestess works for aims to put the bastard son on the throne instead of his
half brother. This may pose an interesting challenge to the heroes depending on their own personal, political,
and moral viewpoints.
The priestess has been traveling across the realm informing various cells of the order about the order's plans. On
the day of the prince's coronation as king, the order will rally all of its members to the royal palace for a grand
coup. During the ensuing battle, the priestess leads the heroes through secret passages into the interior of the
palace where they will face the wicked prince. The final battle may be with the prince himself, or with one of
his lieutenants, pets, or wizardly advisors.
After the wicked prince is defeated the king's bastard son can be crowned king. The heroes will have to decide
what to do with the wicked prince and his supporters, if they did not die in the coup. The new king will reward
the heroes suitably with tracks of land, lordships, or whatever seems appropriate
If you're looking for a twist, add the revelation that the new king is in fact not related to the old king at all. Per-
haps he was just a good man chosen by the secret order, or maybe he was the leader and originator of that order.
In a tragic betrayal, the new king may attempt to have the heroes executed so that they can not reveal such
knowledge to the masses.
The storm was fierce. For three days, your ship battled against the winds and the waves. The crew worked
tirelessly, never giving up hope. However, after three days fighting against the storm, she couldn't take it any
more. Driven against the reef, the hull struck against the unyielding coral, and the ship was scuttled. Many
drowned in the wind-tossed seas under the dim light of the waning moon, but you were among the few that
survived to make it ashore, only to collapse in the wet sands of this unknown haven.
When you woke up, however, you were dismayed to discover that your situation had simply gotten worse, for
now you have found yourself trapped in a cage, as your ship had the misfortune to sink off the rocky shore of
Slavers' Isle...
PCs awaken in what amounts to be little more than a jail cell, stone on two sides and bars on two sides, the last
cell in a small corridor of cells. Prisoners rest in some of the other cells, a few from the PCs' ship and others
who have obviously been here longer. The challenge here is to escape the cell (thus entering the rest of the cell).
Escape may be accomplished by a number of means: brute force, trickery, stealing the keys, etc. The prisoners
are fed twice a day, by three slavers. (For this scenario, they are hobgoblins, but they could be of any particular
race.) If the PCs do not escape, they will eventually be led away to slaving ships to be sold as slaves. While
there are other opportunities to escape either en route or once the characters are sold, this adventure assumes the
PCs escape at some point before they are led off to be branded and sold.
When the party escapes, they may want to free other prisoners to go with them. This offers the GM
opportunities to throw more stuff at the group overall, but otherwise, it shouldn't impact the adventure. After all,
the party are heroes and the rest of the prisoners represent the common man that must be saved.
The corridor of cells empties into a central room that serves as the junction for other corridors. A few more
guards are here, unless they've already been drawn to the party by sounds of combat earlier. In this room, the
party can find some basic equipment and load up on weapons, light armor, shields, and other stuff.
Leaving the central room down the exit corridor, the party should come to the entrance to the caves, and a steep
drop-off. A wooden drawbridge connects the caves of the cliff-face with the slaver stronghold, but it is raised
and located on the other side. The PCs must figure some way to handle the situation, or wait for the bridge to be
lowered. Combat taking place on the bridge runs significant risks.
The party, now in the stronghold, may suffer a few "nearly caught" moments as they work their way through the
stronghold (which isn't that big, all things considered), at least until they have to hide in a room off the main
hallway to avoid guards. Here, the PCs meet a trapped lesser demon that is waiting to be sold into slavery. He
claims to be invulnerable to the slavers' weapons and was caught by magic. He offers his assistance in exchange
for his freedom. The PCs may come to an accord with the demon, or may bypass its offer and leave it chained
up. If the PCs make a deal with the demon, the demon will follow the letter of the deal, looking for a way to
pervert it should an opportunity arise.
As the PCs make their way out of the stronghold and into a position overlooking the bay, they hear a horn
announcing that there's been an escape. As they watch, several hobgoblins remove some dire rats from a small
pen and take them into the stronghold, with the dire rats eagerly sniffing the ground and air, pulling at their
chains. The PCs should get the message that the dire rats will be used to track the PCs, in much the same way
that dogs are used back in their own homelands. The PCs must make their way as quickly as possible from their
hiding place, across the beach and on board one of the ships setting in the bay. The closest one also appears to
be the fastest, and seems to be prepared to sail soon.
The ship the party has chosen is the Lord Slaver's vessel, and he's currently inside the stronghold, investigating
the disturbance. If the PCs are quick, they can swarm the boat, take it over and set sail before a large body of
slavers can come out of the stronghold after them. Alternately, the PCs could try to sneak onboard, but will be
discovered once the vessel is out to sea, and the same fight, with more crew, will be fought. The party must face
the crew onboard the vessel, plus a spellcasting first mate, Mistress Talyn. If the Captain is onboard, such as if
the vessel is out to sea, he is an accomplished fighter and should give the PCs a good fight as well. If the PCs
succeed, the ship becomes theirs.
In the cargo hold, the PCs will find a beautiful red-headed woman lying in a red crystal casket. The captain's log
indicates that he is the middle man in a deal to deliver this casket unopened to a secretive cabal in one of the
more populated ports of call. If the PCs open the casket, the woman will revive. Identifying herself only as a
servant of the Crimson Magus, she will offer to aid the party in exchange for passage back to civilization. If the
PCs are being pursued, she will use her magics to burn the enemy ships, to show her value. When the party ar-
rives in civilization, she will part company with them, after promising them a favor that she will grant at her
discretion in the future. If the party decides not to open the casket, they can choose to deliver it to the cabal us-
ing the captain's log, and will receive a lot of coin, to be followed later by assassination attempts as the cabal
tries to clean up loose ends.
The tomb entrance is now home to a very young green dragon, which is drawn here by the evil dwelling inside.
The dragon has massed only a small treasure trove thus far, but is eager to add the adventurers’ gear to his pile!
Vortrus the Green Dragon (use the stats from the D&D miniatures Green Dragon from the Aberrations set)
A DC20 decipher script check or a read magic spell will reveal that the true nature of the runes with the
exception of the last word being scratched beyond recognition.
The answer to the riddle is: Tomorrow. Speaking the word aloud will unlock the secret door. Otherwise the
door is locked. A DC20 search check is required to find the secret door.
Secret Stone Door: Hardness 8; HP 60; Break DC Stuck 28; Break DC Locked 28; DC 22 Open Lock.
The portcullis is locked and trapped. A gelatinous cube is hiding in the room. Gelatinous cubes are hard to see,
even under ideal conditions, and it takes a DC 15 Spot check to notice one. Creatures who fail to notice a cube
and walk into it are automatically engulfed.
The sarcophagus hides a secret tunnel into the chamber of the great evil one. Three swarms of rats have crowed
into the tunnel in an attempt to escape the dark lord below. When the adventures open the lid they need to make
a DC15 reflex save or be surprised by a rat swarm.
(3) Rat Swarms (use the D&D miniatures stats from the Unhallowed set)
Swarms are extremely difficult to fight with physical attacks. However, they have a few special vulnerabilities, as follows:
A lit torch swung as an improvised weapon deals 1d3 points of fire damage per hit.
A weapon with a special ability such as flaming or frost deals its full energy damage with each hit, even if the weapon’s
normal damage can’t affect the swarm.
A lit lantern can be used as a thrown weapon, dealing 1d4 points of fire damage to all creatures in squares adjacent to where
it breaks.
Characters attempting to run across the cavern need to make a DC15 balance check or fall, leaving the prone for
the remainder of the round.
Stalking in the back of the cave is a Gauth, the evil Wiglord’s guardian. It will wait for the characters to enter
the room before blasting away with its powerful eye rays.
Iksus the Menace, Gauth-lord of the Deep (see Monster Manual 1 page 26 for stats)
It is said wizards don't work well with others of their kind. Once they have a tower, woe to anyone not recog-
nizing their superiority that is the rule. But to every rule is an exception. Once, there were three wizards, on
friendly terms, that built their towers closer than anyone before. The towers are lost, the knowledge therein may
be yet reclaimed.
In the ages past, a great magical catastrophe has despoiled the world, and very few liked the wielders of said
magic afterwards. In fact, they were actively hunted down by a magic-hostile cult, that grew into a massive
movement for a time. Those days are gone, but so are most reminders of a greater age, and much of its wisdom.
But perhaps a little remains.
The wizard employing the PCs will relay the story of three masters of the magical arts, that lived quite near to
this town. Each of them had a tower, but they built it on one property, to coordinate their research. Their towers
were destroyed in those turbulent times, and no one was able to find the remains. But then he found a vital clue
in the city's chronicles: the destruction was not caused by a random mob, as was often the case, but it was orga-
nized by the Cult itself. And the Cult liked to record its conquests in detail, so they might have the crucial infor-
mation all other resources failed to preserve!
The Cult is an enlightened order, that protects society from the abuses of magic, so speaks its gospel. To the
public, they are a harmless group of grumblers; the users of supernatural but know, that they are always eager to
burn a few witches, so it's better to not provoke them. One of them has the records of that period. The ideal way
would be to get the book, and return it without anyone noticing - no matter how the PCs get it, there must not
be a connection to the wizard hiring them; or to any wizard for that matter. Simply beating them all up and
looting the place without witnesses could prove hard in this city, and murdering is out of question. Skilled
thievery or impersonating other cultists could do the trick.
The book describes in vivid detail, where the towers were located, how they were destroyed and razed to the
ground. Whoever wrote the bombastic sentences wasn't the smartest tool in the shed, but noted several siege
engines were 'borrowed' from a nearby fort, and fully employed against the towers.
The location is thickly overgrown, and the ruins are nigh to invisible under the shrubs; there are three of them,
in a triangle, in the middle the remains of a fountain, all as it should be. It will take some work to clear the
place, and sifting through the mess will produce little evidence of a wizard ever living here, even the amount of
rubble does not hint at a large tower. Maybe this was just a peasant settlement.
What happened here? The wizards have chosen a place with numerous caves for convenience, and thought their
designs were sturdy enough to withstand anything. True, their towers held during the siege, the other buildings
around didn't. As the supporting structures crushed, all the weight of a tall tower concentrated on a small
space... until it spectacularly fell right into the earth, seemingly collapsing. The elated mob destroyed the other
buildings, and at last could celebrate victory, hanging and burning one of the wizards that managed to get out.
The heroes will have to dig deep, until they uncover the roof of a tower. Breaking through it, they can access
the interior, and make their way in somewhat reversed order, from the top to the bottom. The inside is damaged
by the fall and the years, but there are mechanical creations (so-called "-Jacks"), active even today. After hun-
dreds of years, even those, that are not aggressive, may have misaligned processing units (a technical term for
insane constructs).
Each of the three towers will be different, individually suited for the wizard that inhabited it. Examples:
- this wizard was particularly good with levitation spells. With the occasional niche is the tower completely
open, and there are no stairs or ladders. To slip here, and fall, hitting furniture on the way down can be lethal.
Any mountaineers among you?
- this wizard specialized in enchanted mechanical life-forms, so his tower is full of various constructs, some
never finished, some quite unusual.
- this wizard was a master of defensive spells, and his tower contains the most locks and traps. Have fun.
Among all the digging, climbing, and fighting or negotiating with weird constructs, there will be found items of
some value, and even the treasure they came here for: books and scrolls, anything even remotely arcane they
shall take and deliver. But that is not everything.
A large library is hidden deep beneath the fountain, and subterranean corridors, that were once accessible, lead
to it. It is not accessible from above, in fact, the the rock is here hardest, the library well protected. Perhaps they
find out themselves, or talk it out of a friendly construct. Without it, their journey will be of little value.
It was a beautiful library with many tomes of great value, built to withstand any danger. It did not withstand
centuries of neglect, however. The stream leading into the fountain, once so carefully directed, has found its
way inside, and now is the place completely wet, and most books destroyed.
But the last guardian remains. A large human-like construct, some might say golem, created with the utmost
precision and the full mobility of a human body, a master warrior was its example of movement. Once, it might
have easily killed such a party, now it is feeling the effects of moisture, and even the best impregnation can't
seem to halt its slow degeneration. It will attack.
It will be obvious, that it can't fight at its full potential, it will be slow, and sometimes clumsy. But it is strong,
and each hit will be dangerous, with a weapon, or without it. During the fight, it can easily destroy the few still
preserved tomes, and many of the tables and shelves will be overturn or broken. It's not easy to kill, smart par-
ties may just keep it occupied, until they pick the more valuable tomes, and run away.
The true gain of this place is knowledge - what exactly it will be, how accessible, and how useful, depends on
the Game Master. New schools of magic or spells can be introduced and new problems along them.
The wizard will claim all the materials for himself, but will require help with the research. A PC may be em-
ployed, but also other colleagues and dangerous knowledge may slip into the world, generating more plots.
The Cult won't be friendly with this old magic in the world again, and quite angry with the PCs, if they learn of
their involvement.
For the various constructs, I suggest X-Jacks, but they may replaced with other suitable critters. Loster is the
cultist that keeps the books on the history of his order.
The PCs are seeking a macguffin – a mushroom that can cure any disease, a powerful and rare spell component,
a quest item. They learn that the macguffin lies in a secret cave behind a waterfall.
PCs must cross to the other side of a waterfall. The waterfall creates a dangerous current and undertow in the
pool, but giant, smooth rocks lead to the waterfall itself. PCs must cross by jumping and balancing on the wet,
slippery rocks to avoid falling into the water and risk drowning (or at least being moved away from the
waterfall). Once the PCs reach the waterfall, they must jump through it to get to the other side.
Once on the other side, the PCs land (face first?) in a hip-deep pool of still water, where they must battle or
escape a giant constrictor snake.
The PCs escape from the pool and encounter a ring of statues of princely appearance. Behind each statue is a
door. There is one statue/door combo for each PC, plus one extra set. The statues say in unison: "Only one door
leads to that which you seek. The other paths lead to sacrifice. True balance will allow you to find the one true
path." The GM comes up with some test or challenge for each PC that does not rely on that PCs' primary ability.
For example, the first statue speaks: "Who among you is the strongest?" That PC steps forward and must
answer a riddle. The smartest must dance a jig (feel free to LARP that). The most agile must lift a heavy stone
above their head. And so on, testing each player in one of their non-primary skills. Perhaps there are materials
that may help these PCs in these tasks – a rope and pulley may help someone lift a heavy stone, depending on
the nature of the challenge the GM sets. For each challenge successfully overcome, one door closes.
If the PCs overcome all of the challenges, then only one door is open to them, and they may continue on. In this
case, the final statue says: "You have proven yourselves worthy, but there are challenges still to overcome." For
each failed attempt, one additional door remains open. In this case, the final statue says: "Now you must choose
your path. One path leads to peril and that which you seek. If you choose the wrong path, you may still reach
your destination, but you will be called upon to make a sacrifice." The statue may also give a clue as to which is
the correct door. As the PCs choose a door and enter, that door closes behind them.
If the PCs choose the correct path, they go to the big battle. If the PCs choose one of the other paths, they
encounter a long winding maze that after some time eventually leads to a rickety rope bridge that crosses a deep
chasm. The PCs must leave behind some/all/their most precious possession/GM's choice in order to safely
cross. If the PCs cross safely, then they enter the big battle.
The final battle takes place in a large and very particular room. The floor and walls are smooth and the floor is
slightly slick. The floor seems as if it is balanced on a ball centered below the floor. As the PCs enter the room,
the floor on that side descends. In order to maintain a level, the PCs must find someway to balance their
collective weight. If not, eventually the floor tilts far enough that the PCs begin to slide towards an edge, and
may fall into the chasm that is beneath this room. The macguffin is in the center of this room, perhaps on a
pedestal. The PCs must reach the center, without causing the room to tilt so far that they … or the macguffin…
fall into the chasm below. Once the PCs reach the center, doors open in the center of each of the four walls and
out step four large brutes – guardians of the macguffin. The guardians approach the PCs at the center, and the
PCs must battle them - again without tilting the floor too far.
As the battle ends and the PCs claim the macguffin, the room begins to shake, and the floor begins to tilt, rising
on the side of the only exit left open – opposite of where they entered, and rising much faster than it did when
the PCs were exploring this room. The PCs must scramble uphill to reach the exit, or else they will slide into the
chasm below. Moving towards the rising side does not balance the floor – unless the macguffin is returned to its
place in the center of the room. If the PCs exit safely, a corridor leads them uneventfully to the surface at the
top of the waterfall, where they find….
Prison Break
By Nathan Wells
The heroes are infiltrating a high security prison in order to free one of its inmates. Getting in will be easy. All
that the heroes need to do is perform an appropriately heinous crime, or at least frame them selves for one.
Depending on the details of the setting, the crime could even be something the heroes would consider a noble
act, such as treason against a corrupt government.
After making contact with the inmate they aim to free, the heroes must spend some time planning their escape.
They'll want to get a clear idea of the prison's layout and floor plan. They'll also want to note warden patrol
patterns and at what times the guards change shifts. They'll also need to take stock of what resources they may
have at their disposal.
As the heroes make their plans, and then put them into action, they'll no doubt draw the attention of other
inmates. Some of these may inform the wardens or raise an alarm, hoping to win some favor with the authorities
and earn an early parole. Other inmates may wish to participate in the jail break. In fact, it may become obvious
to the heroes that they won't be able to pull off their escape without the help of a few key prisoners. However,
The climax takes place in the final stages of the jail break. At this point the wardens are alerted to the heroes
attempted escape and will do everything possible to prevent it. The heroes may have to fight wardens directly,
or they may have to attempt daring stunts to reach safety. Depending on the setting, the wardens may release the
prison's ultimate warden on the heroes. This could be a magical beast, ferocious guard dogs, or a robotic
sentinel.
The most obvious reward is the freedom of the heroes and the person they went in to rescue. Depending on the
circumstances the reward may be greater than that. Perhaps the inmate they rescued can now provide
information or resources that will further the heroes' overall goal. Of course, freedom may also be short lived, as
the heroes are now wanted fugitives. Unless they can clear their names, or bring down the corrupt government
that condemned them, they will continue to be hunted.
The Company
By Nathan Wells
The heroes infiltrate the company by submitting job applications and getting hired. The company is always
hiring grunts, and might consider the heroes for the lowest level management positions if they're especially
accomplished.
After working at the company for a while the heroes will notice that not everything is as it should be. The most
obvious problem is the maintenance hallways. No one seems to mention these except the lowest level
employees, and only then in whispered conversation. Those who venture into these corridors face horrors that
challenge their very sanity. The maintenance hallways are home to zombies and other creatures that lurk in the
shadows and wait for unsuspecting prey to come by. They are timid creatures, however, and will not attack
employees who brave the maintenance hallways in groups.
A second, less obvious dilemma is the company's upper management. All of them are cold and aloof. Their
gaze can freeze a person in their tracks. All of their proceedings take place behind closed doors. When
management decides to fire an individual, or downsize an entire department, those employees are never heard
from again.
Heroes who try to find other work so that they can quit the company will have no luck. It's as if once you work
for the company you can never leave. Also, for every week that they work there they feel as if they are growing
weaker and weaker, both physically and mentally.
Heroes who try to investigate the company further will face "disciplinary action" or "termination" if they are
caught. Those who are truly persistent and resourceful may eventually discover the terrible secret behind the
company.
The company is actually the tool of a group of necromancer cultists. The company building is built on
geomantic principles that gradually suck the life force out of those who work there. Those who have worked
there the longest have turned into the zombies that now haunt the maintenance halls. The life force that gets
sucked from the employees is being channeled into the basement where the cultists use it to power their evil
rituals. The heroes will have to defeat the cultists if they want to free themselves and their fellow employees.
If the heroes can defeat the cultists then they will bring down the company. This releases all of the employees
from an eventual fate worse than death, and prevents the outworking of the cultists' ultimate goals for world
domination. The heroes probably won't be praised for doing this, but they can rest a little more easily at night
knowing they've put down a horrible evil.
It's Where?
Our mighty heroes have learned that a traitor that they have been tracking for some time will be making his
escape from the country tonight. It helps add impetus if the traitor has also leveled personal accusations against
the team, damaging their reputation.
A note found in his hastily abandoned quarters states that he will be leaving via the Zeppelin "Dauntless"
tonight at 9:30 pm from the Empire Spire Docks. The players will have to locate the Docks and make a discreet
arrival so as not to startle their quarry into flight before the time of departure. The time is now 8:10 pm. They
only have just over an hour in which to do it.
Tickets, Please.
The Empire Spire Docks are no longer as popular since the high rises in the centre of town starter installing
Airship Docks on their own roofs. This shows in the general faded grandeur of the facility, a gradually decaying
At the gates to the tower, barring entry into the central elevator is the Customs and Ticketing Officer, Edward
Bottomley. Bottomley is a pompous official with nothing to look forward to but tormenting passengers via
official channels.
By this time, players may be only minutes from missing the rendezvous.
The Traitor
This would be a very bad time for it to start raining, so go ahead. Add some lightning. Players can just make out
the shape of the Zeppelin Dauntless coming in to dock.
Having arrived on the correct platform, passing a couple of levels of milling crowds awaiting their boarding
calls, our intrepid adventurers spy their quarry, the nefarious traitor. He will, of course, refuse to come with the
heroes, crawling out onto a docking arm if necessary and threatening to jump.
Players should prefer to take the traitor alive to clear their names and learn more about the Big Bad.
Dauntless
The Zeppelin Dauntless should be just closing with the tower. Anyone with piloting skills will note that it is
coming in broadside, not sternwise as is normal. The reason for this becomes clear as they open the side ports
and start shooting - the traitor's associates have decided that he has outlived his usefulness, and they don't mind
destroying the Docks and everyone on it to terminate his employment.
The Dauntless finally readies and fires her big guns - the mortars. This destroys part of the structure of the
Empire Spire Docks.
Player options include - attempting to board the Dauntless (do they recognise someone aboard?), fleeing,
rescuing the people below from falling debris, clearing the docks before they start to collapse, returning fire and
protecting the traitor.
Depending on how things work out and the game goals, there's a few different options here :
- If the traitor is still alive and caught, he should be more then willing to sell out his former employers for any
leniency he can get.
- One of the rescued passengers could be an influential ally in further games, providing shelter, food or
information.
In a green northern forest resides a stark and barren desert of extreme heat, sand and dunes. This is one league
across in any direction with a sun that always remains at the mid day point. In the center is a hedge of stone
man high. Beneath this is said to be the wizards' tower hidden and protected here for many years since his
demise or disappearance. You have found what you believe are the spell to raise the tower and the key to the
door.
“You must best the heat and sun by raising the tower and quickly enter the doorway found. And marching order
best forward thrust and flee to standing company.” This is a faded message carved in on of the standing stones.
If you fail to interpret this message you might come across a skeleton one of many littering the area but unique
in that it has a drawing clutched to its chest. It shows figures standing inside the stone hedge and one standing
out with an arrow pointing back to the group of figures.
As the tower rises up so too does a door come up from the now floor of the tower topmost level. You try the
key and it allows you access to the tower innards.
At the bottom of the stairs leading down from the doorway you light torches that reveal a room of stone devoid
of anything but the stair leading back up to the door. But you do find another faded message at eye level just
above the bottom step. “The revealing torch you need to seek at topmost height, a watchful eye will find.”
A faintly carved eye is found at the base of one of the stones beneath this burred by sand and set in a cavity is
the torch you seek. Back in the room having lit the torch you see another close by. And as you light each upon
the wall you see another to light nearby. When all are lit several closed chests, bookcases, cabinets appear
around the room and a fountain in the center. The water is quite cool and refreshing. Letters appear in the side
of the stairs. “Leave fit tight these lids and closings lest yea be brought to be burned to death in light and heat.”
you surmise that the tower will sink back to the sands stranding you die in the desert heat.
Subsequent levels are easily accessed. And reveled to you are a library on the next level and then a laboratory.
Descending from the laboratory to what must be the ground floor you see a door apparently to the outside. After
lighting the torches on this level the only object to be seen situated in the center of the room is a full length
dressing mirror standing in its frame.
As you look around the room for another of the Wizards' rhymes you realize the mirror is always facing you.
Walking up to the mirror and examining it you find a socket that will hold the torch from the top level.
After placing the torch in the socket a change happens to the mirror. The surface darkens to black, then seems to
become enveloped in smoke and finally clears. The image of what must be the wizard that once owned this
tower and land is now in the mirror. He appears to be standing right behind you but as you look around you see
only your fellow adventurers staring with disbelief at the mirror.
The Wizards' reflection begins to speak. “I have a question of 3 answers for you to amaze or disappoint me
with.” “Of the following choose only 1 and be not hasty for the wrong saying is twice pain and death in the fire
and the right saying is a gift to you.”
The question you will find is, “What would you have me do with it?” The Wizard pauses almost thinking and
then says, “Which of the answers do you think is the more rightful?”
If you select, 'A land of plenty to help all about.' then you receive the tower, its treasure and the land about
restored to green and fertile fields. And the mirror will remain active to guide and instruct you in the years to
come. If you select either of the other answers you will be cast out of the tower post haste and the tower will
sink back to sands leaving you to wither and bleach in the blazing sun.
Background
The prosperous town before you has not always been so. A generation or two ago, it was troubled place. Under
frequent attack from the nearby long-tooth tribe, a tribe of savage monsters, resting in the nearby hills, looking
to carve a better life.
Just when things seemed they couldn't get any worse, a plague flourished through town due to an inability to
properly tend and clean the crops from the frequent interruptions and fear from the raids. Fields grew fallow.
Entire sections of the population became afflicted and ill.
Then came Nathanial of the god of light. He had come to see if he could help end the suffering in the town. Af-
ter a short while he climbed to the top of a nearby small rocky ridge, and knelt in prayer. He prayed for a week
straight. Without food or water he knelt. The town worsened. Dozens died. He knelt, unmoving until the dawn
of the eighth day. As if possessed of some grim purpose, he strode into town. He proclaimed before all.
"I am Nathanial, tool of the God of light. I have been chosen in his wisdom, to cleanse you. Praise His name a
when I pass, and you will be cleansed"
He began to walk his way through town speaking his gods name. With each breath he took in their illness unto
himself.
At First light, He stood up on the ridge looking into town. Nathanial bade unto all, "Those who are able, come
with me and cleanse the plague of the monsters!" He cries as he holds his weapon aloft, bringing cheers from
the towns folk. Within an hour they have driven the monsters into the hills who retreat to more defensible
ground. Nathanial spurs the townsfolk on, only to be beset by and ambush. The townsfolk flee as Nathanial
buys them the freedom and time to do so. His battle cries were heard as they fled. He never returned, but neither
have the monsters.
Over time the location where Nathanial fell had fallen to a corruption and plague. A few brave souls managed
to retrieve some of Nathanials body, it has been entombed in a statue dedicated to him, the gilded statue is of
him eternally praying for the town, always the first to catch the light. To remind the flourishing town of the
great deed and goodness for which he is an example.
The Long-toothed monsters have used the spreading of decay and plague to ward off most enemies, the party
must try and locate the tribe. A skilled tracker can follow the signs of the disease through the valley, and up to
the mountain bog. Another method is to ask around, if there is an area of rot and decay. Most townsfolk just
look horrified and turn away. If the ask around in the bar, They find Jurex of the northern wood. He is a recluse
that lives on the outskirts of town. His Leathery skin, and tobacco stained teeth. His clothes are well worn, thin
The PCs run into a slight and whiley monster his face is covered with puss covered boils. His skin looks partial-
ly melted. His breathing is ragged. He speaks to the PCs from Drumgridder the sly. I have been charged with
telling you to leave now, before you are destroyed by our affliction. He tries to figure out where and why the
PCs are there. He tells them that he is showing them a shortcut either in or away. Whichever he thinks they PCs
wish to hear. If asked about the disease, he spits out of how Nathanial, Harbinger of Doom brought decimation
to his people. There are only a few left. He conveys they only wish to live a life untouched by rot and disease.
He tries to get the PCs to see and agree with his perspective. And have pity on him. If they attack he leads them
in a chase through the ambush.
If allowed, he leads them into an ambush of diseased plants. The grass and roots slow the Party, tripping them
up, while nearby flowers burst with their sleep spores. (effecting ALL characters alike) while White Rose bush-
es wrap around the PCs. Thorns cutting their skin, turning pink then blood read as they feed, each threatening to
affect the PCs with their deadly plague.
Drumgridder bolts in the direction of the village. After getting the party tied up. He is warning the others.
The environment is rotting all around them, and smells of advanced decay. There are spore and juices oozing
from nearly everything. Even the rock is damp and spongy.
The entire clan attacks the party. They notice the symbol of the God of Light on the weapon wielded by the sad
leader Harngrum of the surviving clan members. The PCs shall note that not every clan member was riddled
with disease, nearly 60% of the population is not afflicted.
Every attack has a chance of imparting the rot and disease to the PCs. This is the Clans home turf, and use it to
their advantage. They will fight to the death for their home.
Once dispatched, The PCs will find that the weapon Harngrum was wielding is the original weapon wielded by
Nathanial during the battle. It is melted slightly and has a little give when held tight. The weapon is the cause of
the corruption and plague that is killing the region. It is a concentrated amount of the original poison/disease
afflicting the town. You find a journal of the head chief which describes in detail how the savage attack forced
them to this inhospitable land, and then when the warrior fell most became sick, and the land and his people
The Sledge
By Dragonlordmax http://www.strolen.com/content.php?node=4393
The TheoRgs are known for being amongst the biggest, toughest, and most generally unpleasant sentients in the
galaxy. And this is their nightclub.
Backstory
Coran Van, galactic drug-dealer, smuggler, and general pain to the authorities has been spotted near the TheoR-
gan nightclub The Sledge. Since TheoRgs don't have much use for illegal substances - they'd need enormous
quantities of the stuff - it can be certain that Van's contacting them for the only reason anyone would - he needs
bodyguards.
The enormous bounty on the crook's head, preferably still attached to the body, is high enough to tempt every
bounty hunter in the sector, but not enough to risk a TheoRg nightclub. This is where the PCs come in. Can they
slip in and steal Van out from right under the noses of the aliens he's trying to hire, or will The Sledge prove to
be too much for them?
The Building
The Sledge is a large rectangular building with no windows and only two sets of doors - the main entrance and a
way in at the back, which is kept locked. Big, neon lights spell out 'The Sle ge', for the d is in a state of perpetu-
al flickering.
Despite the lack of an interior view, the building almost seems to glow, and when open (i.e. at night), the loud
techno booms from the doors.
Inside, the building is primarily one really big room, with a bar, stage,and dance floor, packed with gyrating
TheoRgs. One will note that TheoRg dances tend towards the bizarre - some involve turning down the gravity,
some activate the floor's anti-friction covering, others involve spurts of fire or explosive gases. In general, the
dance floor should never be boring, and the PCs should hear continual yelps and roars from singed TheoRgs -
but never anything that sounds too painful, for TheoRgs are too big to be seriously injured by such minor hap-
penings.
No, what the PCs really want to do is disguise themselves as a band, an a casual inspection will reveal that all
the players wandering in and out carry variations of the Whikok, a bizarre combination of a flute and an electric
guitar. The simplest ways to get some instruments would be to either go buy them or to mug some musicians.
Either method is valid, but Whikoks are sufficiently difficult to manufacture that they carry a hefty price tag.
Still, the bouncers will let any musicians go in, so once the PCs get some flute-guitars, they can move to Room
2.
Information-Gathering
Once inside, the PC's can ditch their instruments (or hang onto them, it's their choice), and try to locate their
target. He's much smaller than the TheoRgs, so spotting him will be very difficult. As he's been hanging about
for the past few nights, however, many of the TheoRgs know where he is.
Unfortunately, TheoRgs tend to be a bit condescending towards smaller people, and are unlikely to simply tell
the PCs where Van can be found. Therefore, the PCs need to try to impress them. Since the primary method of
gaining respect in TheoRg culture - wild Mangacar wrestling - is not available here, the secondary method will
have to do - dancing.
As mentioned above, TheoRg dancing can be quite involved, and the first dance that begins after the PCs decide
that they're going to participate is a friction-less dance. Such dances are performed on repulser-boards - essen-
tially ice skates with jets instead of skates. Boards will be provided.
I leave it up to the PCs to come up with an impressive way of dancing on repulser-boards - they're usually more
creative than I am at that sort of thing, anyway.
If the TheoRgs are suitably impressed, they'll point the PCs towards Van, who happens to be in the middle of
the dance floor. If they're not impressed, then the PCs will have to find a different group of TheoRgs and try to
impress them with a different dance, which I leave up to the GM - I'll try to make a table at the bottom.
As the PCs make their way across the dance floor towards their target, a new dance starts up, and I do mean up -
the gravity is turned off. Suddenly, the air is full of flying TheoRgs, who take up a surprising amount of space.
This dance is a long one, and lasts until the PCs get near the center of the dance floor.
Van is a clever man, however, and sees in these intruders an opportunity ti impress those he hopes to employ, so
he loudly accuses them of being bounty hunters, hoping to gather attention. Once he has it, several bouncers
come over, waiting to see if there's going to be a fight ('cause if there is, they're gonna be a part of it!).
Van does not, however, challenge the PCs to a fight, but rather to a dance. If the PCs refuse the challenge, the
surrounding TheoRgs will jeer, and there will be no way to bring Van in. Should they accept, they must nomi-
nate one of themselves to face off with the smuggler - the others must watch. The TheoRgs form a circle about
the adversaries and start the music.
For this dance, bolts of electricity flicker about at high speeds, but at a definable pattern (imagine DDR, but
with pain if you screw up). The electricity is strong enough to blast a PC (or Van) off his feet, or knock him un-
conscious if he's messed up too many times. The last man standing wins the challenge.
Unfortunately, Van proves to be an able dancer, and the PC will probably have a hard time beating him fairly.
Fortunately, in TheoRg culture, sticking out a leg to trip an adversary is just considered good form. The dancing
itself is somewhat turn-based - one person dances, the other tries to outdo him, and so forth.
An observant observer, however, may notice what is generating the sparks - a large machine rose from the floor
when the dance started. A PC with some hacking or electrical skills may be able to alter the rhythms of the ma-
chine, speeding up or slowing down the electricity almost at will, which could prove just the advantage the
dancer needs. Fortunately, the TheoRgs are too busy watching the dance to notice, as long as no big fuss is
made.
Should Van win, he takes a few moments to bask in adulation, and it all goes straight to his head, so if another
PC challenges him to a second match, he's liable to accept, although it will be a different dance. If all the PCs
are knocked out, they're thrown from the club into the gutter (probably after being robbed), and Van gets some
new bodyguards. If Van goes down, then the PCs can bring him in.
In addition, should the PCs ever desire to go back to The Sledge, they may be treated to a free drink. Maybe.
The Pyramid
By Jeremy Coffey
The sides of the pyramid can be inclined like an Egyptian style pyramid, or stepped like a Ziggurat. Either way,
there is no easy way for the PCs to enter the pyramid as the entrance is halfway up on one side. Any steps have
long since crumbled into rubble, and the PC's must climb to reach the entrance. For extra fun, they must also
battle creatures relevant to the environment along the way (in the desert, several dog-sized scorpions skitter and
clack their pincers; in the jungle, an overgrown plant creature blocks the entranceway; on the plains, giant
crows or eagles; in a polar region, a snowy leopard prowls on a ledge).
The PCs reach the entrance, but must now get inside. A guardian spirit resides here. Two glowing red eyes
shine forth to challenge the PCs before they can continue. The PCs must convince the guardian of their
worthiness to enter (offering proof of their faith, making a sacrifice, answering a riddle). Alternately, the
guardian gives the PCs a clue as to how to enter, or how to avoid the trap. For example, the guardian tells the
PCs that only those who would dare bring fire to the sun may pass. A secret door opens only if smoke enters a
small crack in the ceiling above a mural of the sun shining on the surrounding area. Hopefully, the PCs have a
torch or can start a fire.
The PCs enter and walk down an inclined tunnel. Add descriptions to indicate that no one had walked this
hallway for ages. Add side rooms and encounters as required (the PCs probably expect mummies or undead in
the pyramid, so the GM may wish to avoid using those creatures for these encounters). The hallway ends at a
door. The PCs enter a room that appears to have been a burial room. A sarcophagus is present, but the tomb has
been raided. Thieves had been here and ransacked this room—no treasure left for the PCs. Evidence of some
struggle is here, perhaps the corpse of a giant scarab beetle or one of the thieves. A shaft had been dug from the
opposite side of the pyramid (or from another entrance higher up on the pyramid), and the rope and tack that the
thieves used is still there. Perhaps the thieves are just leaving, perhaps they left long ago. Do the PCs follow that
trail? A secret door behind the sarcophagus leads to the real treasure room.
The real treasure room is guarded by two (or as many as needed) living statutes or golems. They are similar to
Anubis, the Egyptian jackal-headed god of the dead. However, the animal head for each is environmentally
correct (the plains could have bison-head guardians, the polar region, walrus heads, and so on). The statues can
be made from stone or ice or other material as appropriate.
If PCs survive, they claim the treasure – an artifact, lots of gold and jewels, or secret knowledge. Perhaps they
must fight the tomb raiders from the false treasure room as they exit the pyramid, or perhaps they are now
cursed for having violated this inner sanctum.
Usage
The Masters of Evil is designed to provide a generic crypt location with a background story that GMs can drop
into a campaign at anytime to meet the need for an adventure, to lengthen and adventure, or to provide a reason
for a strange ambush in the middle of the wilderness. GMs can also recycle maps because the back story
supports that these crypts are fairly standard in design and scattered throughout the land. The back story is rich
enough that a GM could even use the crypts as a significant game arc or even a full campaign.
Overall GM Backstory
The crypts were constructed by a group of necromancers for a number of purposes. They serve as small forts or
bases where the necromancers have various collections of undead. The undead are ferried between these
holding locations. They serve as laboratories where the necromancers set up various long term experiments.
They serve as traps to lure adventures because adventures are usually a source of good material for making
more powerful undead and often have valuable magical items. They serve as repositories of information and
secret meeting houses. Often a collection of the crypts were created in an area prior to the launching of a battle
to allow the numbers of undead to secretly build up.
General Description
The crypts were constructed mostly over the last 150 years of the campaign world. During that time some have
been discovered and raided. Some have had new owners take up residence and some have been cleared and
refurbished by the original masters. One of the trade marks of the crypts is a large round sealing stone or
capstone that is usually 12 feet (4m) in diameter. The sealing stone radiates a mild form of abjuration magic.
The area beyond is usually an entrance area with a guardian force. After this there is usually some form of
puzzle or trap based around the usage of undead and illusions or facades. The next section is usually some form
of environmental barrier mixed with some more fierce guardians. The next area is usually the burial crypt where
'The Masters of Evil'? I think they died out a long time ago back when my grandpa was alive.
'The Masters of Evil'? No one has seen or heard from them in at least thirty years. I think some adventures killed them.
'The Lords of Evil'? Sure, some adventures keep running into their old crypts but no one has been attacked by any of them for ten
years. There was a big battle and some paladins took care of it.
'The Lords of Evil'? Yeah, some of them attacked a castle around a decade ago and some clerics and paladins took care of it. I
doubt there are any left after that except for some scattered crypts.
'The Masters of Death'? They were a group of necromancers with desire to rule the world. Never succeeded much though they
have been a constant nuisance over the last 100 years.
'The Five Masters of Death'? They were a group of five necromancers that were loosely affiliated. They had some plan to raise up
an army of undead and rule the world. They built a number of crypts as homes for themselves and their minions.
'The Five Masters of Evil'? There were five of them necromancers and they all worked together at one point building undead and
building crypts. You can find the things scattered all over the place. I have reports of them showing up in the basements of
merchants, temples, castles, and inside the lairs of monsters. No one really knows for sure how many their might be.
'The Five'? Sure, I know of them. Though my studies suggest that there were really six. I think they use the number five to
confuse people. The crypts? Sure, you can find some valuable stuff in them but many are just plain traps. Unhallowed ground
with booby traps for the foolish. If you want to live a long life then you will stay away from those things.
'The Five'? Sure there is speculation of a sixth. Same as there is speculation that the group is more than a hundred years old. It is
just speculation. I have heard though that one of the five is a vampire and another is lich. The five were known for taking
common undead and rigging them with all sorts of traps.
'The Masters'? Sure, I have heard of them. They are a constant problem though they are pretty quiet on their business. My studies
show there were five of them but nothing I have seen shows they used the number five in reference to who they were. Evidently,
they were originally friends but something changed them. They now are often at odds with each other.
'The Apprentices'? Sure, people might call them masters or lords but everything shows that they are apprentices of another. I don't
know that persons name but that person was evidently the one that taught the apprentices how to use traps, illusions, and other
things to make undead into walking bombs. The real master must have been some genius.
'The Apprentices'? Yeah, they once all were together as a group of five apprentices serving a powerful necromancer. Then the
necromancer died and the apprentices started to have a falling out. That was around a hundred years ago and the apprentices have
been fighting since.
'The Masters'? Yeah, around a hundred years ago the apprentices were offered a deal of eternal life after their teacher died. The
apprentices after signing the contract granting them the eternal life then decided to band together and kill their teacher. Not only
did they kill their master, they cut him into five pieces. At least that is how the story goes.
'The Masters'? Of course, they use the <abyssal or game equivalent> when they say the name. I think they make it sounds better
but it translates well enough to 'The Masters' though I have heard others translate it as 'The Lords'. Unfortunately, it results in
some confusion when people discuss the subject that don't know the source of the word. Hell, yeah the apprentices killed their
teacher. They had a contract promising them an extra hundred years of life after their teacher died. I guess that the teacher thought
the apprentices would be motivated to thus keep their teacher alive for as long as possible because the hundred years did not start
till after the teacher died. Yeah, the apprentices cut their teacher into five sections. They were afraid of letting any one of them
have the full body and possibly turning their former teacher into some form of powerful undead.
'The Masters'? Of course you should use <abyssal or game equivalent> to pronounce the name. The sections of their teacher were
a head with upper torso, a right arm, a left arm, a right leg, and a left with lower torso. The teacher evidently had the apprentices
agree to sell something in exchange for the hundred years.
The following can only be learned from one of the various lords that were connected to the teacher or the
teacher.
The master necromancer made a Faustian pact with five different lords of the planes. The teacher sold their soul to five different
lords (one Demon, one Devil, one Fire Elemental, one Water Elemental, and one Ancient Planar Dragon). The teacher further
sold the soul the five apprentices in a secondary agreement to satisfy the first debt. When the teacher died, the five lords of planes
came to collect and realized the problem of deciding which one would collect. They were not pleased but decided to wait the
hundred years to collect on the bargain of the apprentices. The teacher has thus been kept in a limbo watched by the five along
with the lords watching the apprentices. The lords have thus worked to make sure that none of the apprentices succeed well
enough to damage their eventual collection. When the apprentices have been collected, the teacher will return with the powers of
a full lich. This though can only occur if the five pieces of the teacher can be brought together. A person could choose to replace a
loss limb with any body portion of the teacher and gain in magical power but suffer the problems of intelligent ego battling their
will and trying to get all the pieces back together.
The teacher's true name is Vi'der'owed. Some of the apprentices will refer to the teacher as Vi and most manuscripts will use the
term The Teacher.
Sample Crypt
The entrance is usually designed as an open area into which several waves of undead can be released. One of
the lessons that Vi taught the apprentices was that clerics and paladins only have so many charges of turning
ability at a time. Sending a few undead at a time encourages the expenditure of these turning attempts or the
adventures usually face the problem of the undead getting into close combat. Another lesson that Vi taught was
that undead serve as great delivery vehicles for various weapons and concoctions. Vi also taught that a wire
attached to bone like a skull or backbone with a counter weight was a great 'dead man' switch to activate a trap
if a particular undead were killed. Often, some of all of these ideas are found in different variations in the
guardians of the crypt.
Other possibilities for waves and things that can be used. One wave can have jars with a quick hardening glue
(tanglefoot bags in DnD) with the following wave having something like scorpions in the jars that spread out on
the attackers. Other types of insects and poisonous snakes can also be put in a suspended animation that is
triggered when the jars are shattered. The 'dead man' switch attached to skeletons can trigger crossbow bolts to
fire or various items from rocks to spears to fall from the ceiling. A zombie could be covered in poisonous
needles (just below the skin surface) that are revealed if someone touches it with a bare hand (like a monk
punching it) or if the zombie attempts to hug the person forcing the needles to the surface. A skeleton might
have a chunk of wood with rot grubs in its chest so that they leap out at the person killing the skeleton.
The puzzle area is usually a form of trap that often takes advantage of undead to be living gears to make the trap
function. Skeletons are given simple instructions that they are able to handle. Undead are not affected by
illusions which makes the usage of illusions an effective extra layer of defense or disguises the situation to
adventures. Usually, after the entrance area, there is a section of corridors in the crypts where the puzzle trap is
located. Vi taught the apprentices that if people mis-read a situation then they will often make mistakes that can
give advantage to the undead. Stage dressing is often important in the way things are presented.
The following is one example of what can be done. The corridor is presented with a door at one end and an
another door is where the adventurers enter. The adventurers enter the corridor and then see dark robed figures
with burning eyes marching up through the floor towards them. When the players go forward to deal with the
black robed figures, spears come thrusting through the ceiling to attack the adventurers. The black robed figures
are skeletons with continual fire spell placed inside the head. The floor has a stairwell in it that the skeletons are
walking up. The floor and ceiling are covered with illusionary walls. On a ledge above the 'ceiling' are skeletons
with spears that thrust them down to attack the adventurers. Similar ideas to this are to have the skeletons lining
the walls behind illusionary walls and then step out to attack when people are part way down the corridor.
Another possibility is the usage of skeletons with bows, crossbows, or footbows hidden behind a thin veneer of
wood with a few spy holes. Skeletons are happy to wait decades for the right moment to draw their weapons
and fire making it appear that the attack is being triggered by some form of trap. The truth is that the skeletons
fire based on what they see. Often, it is again good to have some stage setting like a pattern of colourful stones
in the floor or a tangle of wires stretched across the corridor to make the players think that something other than
a few undead are attacking them.
One thing Vi did point out to the apprentices that spells like Invisibility Undead could be powerful for avoiding
troubles (like guardians and the puzzle section); so, he often encouraged that there should in some crypts be
traps where things like the painted tile floor or the wires stretched across the hallway were attached to actual
mechanical traps.
This section usually feature some form of environmental hazard to the living. This is often referred by Vi as the
sealing room. It is sometimes straight like a corridor and sometimes it is larger like a room so it is not as easy to
locate where the exit might be. The simplest example of this form of room is a room filled entirely with water.
Other examples include the room filled with choking smoke or poisonous vapours. The undead require no air to
breath so they are immune to such problems. All the apprentices usually have magics that allow them to survive
in such environments for extended periods of time. The sealing rooms are also very effective against spell caster
who normally need to speak words which is hard to do without opening your mouth. There is also the additional
problem of things like scrolls getting soaked in water or precious books and food supplies getting damaged. A
further note is that often the water is often stagnant and may be a breeding ground for various diseases which
could trouble adventurers after they leave the crypt. Usually inside the sealing area are more undead that are
designed to maximize the threat of the environment.
The following is an example of what can be done. Inside the water filled corridor are a number of zombies.
Each zombie has a chain with handcuff/clasp that it will attempt to latch onto any adventurers that should brave
the waters. It is recommended that the iron chains be in 3e DnD terms a DC 18 (20% chance) to break if a full
round action is spent. In 3e DnD a person with a Constitution of 10 can hold their breath for 20 rounds which
means that even with a strength of 10 that the person should have a good chance of breaking the chains or
another person of breaking the chains. The idea is to make the encounter seem scarier to the players as the idea
of being chained underwater will sound terrifying. I would further suggest that at no point could a player have
more than two chains attached to them by the zombies (the chains are not long enough for more than that).
Other creatures in the water could be ghouls with paralyzing touch. Large zombified sharks, octopus, and squids
can be fearsome creatures to include. More dangerous undead that are non-corporeal could also make an
appearance depending on the challenge desired.
This section is often the most dangerous. The previous sections have been designed to wear away at the player's
equipment by getting scrolls soaked, damaging weapons and armour with acid, attacks with poisonous
scorpions, using turning attacks at lesser undead, and having attacks from directions that the players might not
have expected. This is usually the main crypt where there are potential hordes of undead. Usually, looking into
this area people should see potentially twenty to a hundred corpses on shelves dug into the walls or laid out on
stone caskets. The potential for trouble should encourage players to almost immediately use their big room
clearing magics initially to try and reduce the threat (note: despite the number of corpses, the GM should only
use a number at any time to serve as a suitable challenge. The sight of the corpses should power the scene not
the actual usage of them). Adventurers should be allowed to go on a bit of a rampage to kill as many of the
corpses as they can. This area should be considered unhallowed ground making turning attempts more difficult.
If the players try to ignore the corpses then the GM should start to have a few come to life in a couple of weak
waves to get the players to take action in fear that more corpses will come to life. When the players have
suitably expended some more of their power and toys, the GM should then reveal what this crypts big villain
might be. The threat should be related to the strength of the party with the corpses still popping out of stone
coffins or caskets to cause additional headaches for the adventurers. Wraiths, Vampires, Mummies, and other
undead make good choices here along with necromancers. Additional things that could be released to increase
If the adventurers have been hunting the mystery of the Masters of Evil and are of a suitable level, then they
may encounter and battle one of the masters in this area. A master of evil should have one two powerful
guardian undead of the vampire or mummy type. Defeat of a master of evil should bring significant rewards to
the party in knowledge of the mystery.
This section is usually a laboratory, storage area, or an archive. The GM may place some particularly strange
and hideous creature here like a brain in a jar or a Frankenstein style experiment. Usually these experiments are
partially completed but not without risk. If the area is a storage facility then it will contain various body parts of
undead (hands of ghouls, fangs of vampires, bandages from mummies) that are meant for transplant into some
creature.
Sometimes there are magical items that are meant to be given to the more intelligent undead like magical
swords to be given to ghouls or mummies that have been harvested from past adventurers. Sometimes this room
may have a former adventurer that is half alive and half undead with portions of their body spliced to various
undead or supported by strange magics. Players may face the dilemma of killing the former adventurer or
bringing the monster back to civilization.
If there is a library of information and scrolls here, it may contain hints of or maps to the location of other
crypts. It may contain plans for launching attacks against other members of the Masters of Evil. There may be
plot hints of how the Masters of Evil are providing aid to the current problem that the players are facing (a good
way to redirect the players back onto the planned adventure path).
The information may also be time sensitive requiring the players to need to decide to act on it now or miss an
opportunity to meet with possible other members in the organization or stop a possible event (like an
assassination or kidnapping) from occurring. Some of these events may clearly be attacks by one group of the
apprentices against the other giving the players the moral problem of should they get in the middle of events
between various masters of evil. Should the players even aid one of the masters of evil.
Last, is the big prize which is the possibility of gaining a piece of Vi. This will present new problems as players
may need to question if it is wise to try and attach this body part to themselves (note: do to the five faustian deal
Vi made, the body parts can only be destroyed by the most unusual and most powerful of means. They should
be treated almost as artifacts for attempts to destroy as simple things like fire will do little to the limbs as will
repeated attempts to hack or use acid on them).
If the adventurers gain possession of a limb there will almost certainly be consequences of various groups (from
the master that lost the limb, the other masters trying to collect and extra limb, to various kings, clerics, and
paladin organizations getting involved if they find out). Each additional limb that the adventurers acquire
should increase the situation as the body parts should aim to try and assemble each other. The various lords may
also lend a hand in getting the assembly to occur and the apprentices killed (usually in indirect means through
intermediaries providing possible information) so they can hurry up the soul collection process.
Another 5-room dungeon: manhunt. Rather than have the PCs take the initiative, have the dungeon come after
them.
Initial Clash. - The PCs break away from the enemy and make their getaway. Whether they have been
prisoners, or have to get away from an ambush, depends on the campaign.
The path that the PCs take to get away from superior enemy forces determines what they need to do elude their
pursuers. Finding a safe place to rest in the wilderness, or perhaps having the people at an inn refrain from
turning them in.
The rest of the PCs ends abruptly - perhaps a little too early for the spellcasters to have regained their strength,
so melee types need to keep the magic types alive so the latter can save the day. Perhaps the PCs were betrayed
by their hosts, perhaps the opposition used other tricks to find where the PCs rest.
Fortunately for the PCs, the main force of the enemy is absent, but a sizable group remains for the PCs to fight.
The enemy force includes important targets such as spell casters or nobles, the ones who managed to track the
PCs to their resting place. As such, there are good news - a victory against this foe is both feasible and likely to
have a lasting effect. Also, the enemy has pursued the PCs for quite some time so they won't be as fresh as the
PCs will. The bad news of course are that such targets are likely to fight smart and have useful equipment to
hurt the PCs with, and the PCs will be wounded to begin with, barring massive investment in expensive and
immediate limited-number-of-uses healing.
Many colossus-sized treasures may be found in the tomb aside from the ring. Unfortunately, removal of other
large treasure could be a challenge unto itself in such a remote area and over such difficult terrain.
The player characters have discovered the location of an old lord’s tomb that holds some item that interests
them. This might be a magical item, a book that contains knowledge that the PCs need, or a necessary
component for some important spell or ritual. They have discovered the location of the tomb, a cryptic message,
and a warning that any who disturb the treasures in the tomb will have the dead rise up against them.
The entrance to Room 1, and therefore the rest of the tomb, is a thick stone door with various creatures and
symbols carved into the stone. Closer examination will reveal that each carving can be pressed into the door
slightly, although it will only stay depressed as long as it is held down. Three of these carvings match elements
mentioned in the cryptic message that was found along with the location. (“The moon shall shine upon the lion
and the lamb.”) Alternatively, a difficult search can determine that these three carvings seem different from the
rest. If all three carvings are held down, the heavy stone door will slowly open. After one minute, the door will
close again unless blocked; the door can be opened from inside simply by pressing the sole engraving on the
inside of the door, a carving of the lord’s crest. Beyond the door is a room with faded murals on the wall
depicting the heroic deeds of the entombed lord. Another doorway, at the far end of one of the side walls, leads
on to Room 2.
Room 2 is a long hall; there is a single door visible on the far side, with what looks like a large stone statue
standing near it. When anyone enters the room, the statue raises its head and declares in a loud booming voice,
“Speak the word or meet your doom!” Unfortunately for the party, they have no way of knowing the password.
The stone guardian then attacks all intruders in the room until it is destroyed or all intruders are gone. The
guardian will not leave the room that it guards, so if the characters retreat into the first room, they will be safe
until they reenter. Likewise, if the characters manage to get past the guardian somehow, it will not pursue into
the next room. After one minute passes with no intruders in the room, the guardian will return to its original
place and wait until activated again.
Room 3 holds several stone pedestals, each adorned with a metal plaque; on the other side of the room is a
sturdy wooden door, which is locked. The plaques identify each pedestal as the place for an important object;
the plaque on the central pedestal has the name of the item the PCs are seeking. Unfortunately for them, all of
the pedestals are empty. A careful examination will reveal that the items were removed recently, and a search of
moderate difficulty will find tracks leading up to the locked door. Any additional information the tracker can
gain about number, size, etc. of the individuals who made the tracks will match the occupants of the next room.
A short hallway leads to Room 4, which holds the opened stone casket of the person who was buried here.
Dismembered pieces of what were once undead warriors lie on the floor, and behind the stone casket are the
tomb robbers who the PCs have seen evidence of, looking very much alive and pointing weapons at the party.
When the rival party heard the sound of the stone guardian in Room 2, they knew that someone might be
coming. One of them snuck back and closed and locked the door to Room 3, and then all of them set in to wait.
If the party was noisy in Room 3, such as by breaking down the door, the rival party will have made
preparations for immediate combat. If the party was quiet enough, on the other hand, the rival party may be
unsure of the exact position of the PCs, causing them to wait on using any effects with short duration until
combat begins. .
As for the rivals themselves, if the PCs have any rivals from previous adventures, they can be used as the
occupants of Room 4. The rivals can be either previously encountered individuals or members of a group that
Room 5 is actually a return to the first room in the tomb. As soon as anyone takes any treasures from Room 3 or
Room 4 into the first room, undead emerge from the mural-covered walls to attack any living creatures they can
find, giving preference to those who are carrying treasures from the tomb. (On the bright side, any characters
who came prepared to fight undead will finally get their chance.) Although the characters can try to escape
through the door to the outside, the slow opening of the heavy stone door will give the undead at least some
time to attack. If the rivals from Room 4 are still alive at this point, their reaction will depend on their current
attitude towards the party. The rivals may fight alongside the party, they may try to escape, or they may attempt
to stay out of the way and let the undead and the party fight it out, hoping that whoever wins is weak enough
that the rivals can finish the winners off. Of course, if the rivals leave with some of the treasure first, they will
trigger the attack of undead, and the party will have to choose how to intervene.
The Courtyard
Approaching the Minaret of the Smoking Tankard, players find themselves in a seemingly empty and desolate
courtyard. Ahead of them is the Minaret, a path encircling its base. No discernible entrance can be found.
Scaling the structure is not an option; it is built in such a way that the feat is virtually impossible and is also
protected by enchantments. Gaining entrance requires knowledge of the door's exact location. This knowledge
is contained within the Ruby Orb of Memories. The Orb's physical presence is also required.
After defeating the last of the guards, the players find themselves standing before a pedestal. Upon the pedestal
and protected by a glass dome is an elegantly designed tankard. Myths speak of its bottomlessness, but its true
power lies in its ability to infuse any common ale with powers any ruler would kill for. To keep it for their gain,
or to sell it for limitless wealth, that is the question.
The Witchwood
By H L
A somewhat stereotypical medieval fantasy adventure, with a bit of a twist. If the name Witchwood is too
cheesy for your group, Moricthonius Wood is a suggested alternative. (Latin-derived name meaning 'death from
under the ground.') Everything isn't in exactly the same order as in the guidelines, but it's all there.
Magic forests are common in fantasy, but where do they get their magic? Legend goes that the potent magic of
the Witchwood stems from a bound demon, trapped below the earth long ago. This demon was bound along
with a great treasure horde, sacrificed as part of an elaborate ritual to ensure that the demon would remain
forever sealed in its prison.
Many centuries later, but still very long ago, an altar was built over the demon's cage, where creatures greedy
for some of the demon's power could offer sacrifices. The dark magic from the many sacrifices seeped into the
surrounding woods, and now the trees in the center of the forest grow so tightly together that they form a maze.
The Witchwood
The Witchwood is a vast, sprawling forest. Nearby villagers have many superstitions about it; one particularly
strong one is that it is very unlucky to enter the forest on the full or the new moon. Villagers lock their doors on
such nights, rarely even venturing from their homes. Odd creatures are often sighted on the fringes of the forest;
the deeper one ventures, the more powerful and more dangerous the inhabitants become. Some creatures within
the forest are friendly, but most are indifferent or hostile. Even to those unafraid of a fight, the forest is a
spooky place, glimmering with a perpetual twilight, and filled with the song of strange birds. Even at midnight,
the birdsong does not cease - however, no birds are visible in the forest, nor are any other typical woodland
creatures. Many stories abound about the source of the eerie songs - who knows if any are true?
The maze in the center of the forest is not difficult to find. However, it is nearly impossible to enter it without
the proper spell. This spell may be inscribed on a stone somewhere in the forest in the form of a riddle, or
perhaps the party already knows the spell. If not, some of the friendly creatures within the forest know the spell,
and will help, for a suitable reward. An unfriendly creature might even be tricked into revealing the spell.
If the spell is performed at the entrance to the maze, during the middle third of the night on a full or dark moon,
a pathway will open straight through the maze.
The Glade
At the center of the maze is a glade, in which is a large, elaborate, bloodstained altar. Surrounding the altar are
strange, warped creatures who attack the party. These creatures appear humanoid, and are dressed in human
clothing, but possess some demonic features. There may also be a large wolf or bear. When a fight takes place
near the altar, any blood spilled directly on the altar enhances the creatures in a way that is associated with the
character or creature whose blood was spilled. The creatures can be lured away from the altar - in fact, some
may try to escape the glade altogether.
Upon closer examination of the bodies, the creatures will be revealed to be carrying things usually associated
with adventurers, such as a map, gold, spell scrolls, a holy symbol, and maybe even enchanted weapons. Some
of the items and clothes possessed by the creatures seem to be very, very old. If one of the creatures was a bear
or wolf, the body will transform back into a humanoid after death.
The Guardian
Once the glade has been cleared of enemies, the guardian spirit of the altar will appear. It will demand to know
why the party is worthy to brave the might of the demon and win the treasures concealed beneath the altar.
Depending on the party make-up, they may prove this via righteousness, cleverness, wisdom, skill, musical
talent, or other relevant means. There may even be an individual challenge for each party member depending on
class.
Once the guardian is convinced that the party is worthy, the altar will split into several parts, which move aside
to reveal a ladder into a hidden cave. If the party cannot get the guardian to cooperate, this same effect can be
achieved by sacrificing the bodies of the slain creatures, and possibly some of the treasure, on the altar. This can
be discovered by reading these instructions in any one of several ancient, arcane languages inscribed on the
altar.
The Cavern
In the very center of the cavern is the demon, who actually turns out to be a demoness. She is bound in magical
chains, and will plead with the party to free her. This can be done simply by touching the chains and willing
them to vanish. If the party does intentionally free the demoness, the guardian of the altar will appear, enraged,
and the battle will become a three-way melee with the demoness and guardian attacking both each other and the
party. The guardian cannot resurrect creatures while in the demoness' domain, but it itself is a formidable
opponent. If the party defeats the demoness in this way, all of the treasure will be available - however, some of
the treasure may be destroyed during the battle, as it will not be protected.
If the party tries to attack the demoness while she is chained, portions of the treasure will be destroyed,
commensurate with how much of the chains are destroyed. The chains will be completely destroyed before the
demoness is slain; however, she will be significantly weakened.
If the party ignores the demoness, they will quickly notice the treasure stacked about the room, in piles marking
the cardinal points of concentric circles. Each stack is covered with a translucent magical 'bubble.' These
bubbles can be destroyed simply by touching them, but may deal a very small amount of the damage to the
creature who does so. Each bubble that is broken weakens the binding on the demoness; the more treasure the
party removes, the stronger the demoness will be. The demoness will probably not mention this fact. The
demoness may elect to pretend to still be trapped until a significant amount of the binding is broken, or she may
attack as soon as she is able. If any unbroken bubbles are bumped into by the party in the course of the fight,
they will break, further strengthening the demoness. The demoness herself cannot harm the bubbles, and
because of this, they make adequate shields against any area attacks she may employ.
If the party discovers that they are unable to overcome the demoness, there may be a method to re-dedicate the
treasure and strengthen the seal. This will weaken the demoness. However, any treasure that remains sealed
when the demoness is slain will vanish. The difficulty of the encounter is thus dependent on the party's greed.
The Aftermath
The pathway through the maze is only open while the moon, shadowed or full, is high in the sky. The party
must quickly haul the treasure out of the cavern and escape the maze before the path closes, or else face the fate
of the former adventurers they slew on the way in. To complicate things, the altar guardian is actually bound,
not to the altar, but to the demoness - and now, to the treasure.
Now that the demoness is gone, the Witchwood may begin to change. Perhaps the magic fades, or perhaps it
simply becomes friendlier. Or maybe the demoness was never actually the source of the magic in the first place,
and there are other magical treasures to be found in the woods.
This is the entrance to the tomb of three brothers, princes who all killed each other before any could inherit the
throne of their kingdom, which quickly fell apart afterward. The solid stone door will open if the names of the
three brothers are said in order from oldest to youngest, or by using a key found in the lair of a nearby monster,
such as a giant bear.
The names of the brothers could have been learned through research in a large-sized library, or the recovery of a
history book from a treasure trove the characters recently plundered. If desired, the relative ages can be
designated in a puzzle such as "Oren poisoned his younger brother Kelleth, and Jarthal only ever attempted to
kill his older brother." Maybe the one stating the names stands to receive an electric shock if he or she gets the
order wrong.
When the characters enter the tomb, the three brothers appear to them. They are cursed to remain in the tomb as
spirits until someone chooses one of them to be king and coronates their skeleton in the burial chamber. They
promise that the characters can have the treasure buried with the brothers if they will just coronate one and
release them all from undeath. Each one makes a pitch why the characters should coronate him:
Oren did attempt to kill his brothers, but he was oldest and should have had the crown by right. Kelleth was his
father's favorite son and claims he was meant to be heir. Jarthal claims to have led the kingdom in successful
wars and trade missions and claims the crown by right of his effectiveness at ruling.
Assuming the characters have chosen one of the brothers already (or the brothers think they know who the
characters have chosen), the other two will attempt to prevent the characters from reaching the burial chamber.
One will spring a trap on or just ahead of the characters, blocking them from reaching the chamber (or
alternatively attempting to kill them by springing the trap on them). The other will activate guardian golems to
capture the characters and try to convince them to coronate him.
Here each of the brothers' corpses sits on a throne, with the crown on a plinth in front of them. Each controls
undead servants they employ to hinder (by fighting them) or help (by fighting the other undead servants) the
character's attempt to coronate a corpse, depending on whether the characters are trying to coronate them or
their brother. If the characters don't even agree on which brother to coronate, this could be even more of a free
for all.
Coronating a corpse only puts two brothers to rest; the one with the crown becomes even more powerful
(maybe changed into a vampire – the crown itself could be an artifact called The Crown of the Vampire Kings)
and escapes the tomb. What's worse, it's not the brother the characters chose; its another brother, who had his
undead servants swap his corpse with his brothers' while the other two brothers weren't watching.
The Wizard's Retreat is an extradimensional space kept by a wizard long ago. The space is rumored to contain
unimaginable wealth and knowledge, but no one can find it. The players may finally get word that the entrance
is the hearth in the wizard's great room. A key command word causes a portal to form in the front of the hearth.
Maybe an old friend of the wizard's knows the word and will reveal it if the players chase off a local bandit
gang.
Just inside the entrance, there is an anteroom with the walls, floor, and ceiling made from some slightly spongy
black material (tire rubber?). A plaque on the wall reads "Enter as ye were born".
Rooms two through four of the extradimensional space are in a strong magnetic field. Any ferrous metal will be
strongly attracted to the material that forms the floor and ceiling of the space. It requires great strength to keep
hold of any metal, and the players have next to no chance if they are wearing metal armor.
Generally, they'll have to leave their metal weapons and armor to continue.
The floor and ceiling of this room are matching sets of tiles, mostly gray metal tiles with lots of black onyx or
obsidian tiles interspersed. The tiles only cover half the room, and the far half contains what looks like a library.
The gray metal tiles are trapped – if someone makes contact with one, a lightning bolt will arc between the tile
and its corresponding one on the ceiling, using the player as a channel and causing electrical damage. The
players must either fly between the floor and ceiling without touching the metal tiles, or jump from one
obsidian/onyx tile to the next.
The old man is the wizard whose retreat this is, who has been placed in stasis until an electrical discharge
happens in the vicinity. When one does (usually with the trapped tiles in the first half of the room), the stasis
will end and the wizard, having no knowledge of the condition he was in, will be quite annoyed at having
invaders. He will activate two guardian golems (non-metal ones) who will seek to grab players that make it past
the tiles and throw them back onto the metal ones. The wizard will also seek to cast spells to destroy the
players.
Keep in mind that the players may not have their metal weapons and other combat-valuable metal devices with
them, so they may not be able to handle as much of a challenge as normal.
The room beyond the tiles, and the next room are not in the magnetic field. The treasure should include
numerous gold pieces which are actually gold-plated with a ferrous metal inside. Any player carrying a
significant number of them into the tiled area to leave the space will be drawn to the floor (or ceiling, if they are
closer to it because they are flying). It will be hard not to make contact with the floor or ceiling, thereby
touching a metal tile and causing a discharge (and possibly awakening the wizard at this point if they managed
to avoid it before).
The Shifter
By The Shifter
The PCs become aware.. possibly by arcane means, an earlier plot, or maybe they're tipped off.. that a village
has been infiltrated by one or more monsters that are able to appear as a villager; maybe a shapeshifter, maybe a
creature capable of possessing, perhaps an illusionist or a renegade mage with transmutation powers, perhaps a
parasite that is taking over a person, perhaps a person with a magical scroll that permits a single use of a spell to
be used for hiding.
Most in the village do not know about the threat. Unfortunately, the PCs lack obvious means to pinpoint the
threat. To make this feasible, the monster should lack shapeshift-at-will; whether due to the nature of a natural
ability or a lack of suitable components.
Should the monster learn that it is hunted, it might for example try to isolate and murder a PC, go on a vengeful
rampage, cause damage and confusion by arson, poison wells and defile stockpiles - or simply leave the village
and start over somewhere else. Since none of those scenarios are in the best interests of the PCs or the village, a
discreet search is called for.
How exactly to monkey-wrench the search depends on the means the PCs use to find the monster, who or what
the monster pretends to be, the abilities of the monster, and its nature.
The trick could be that the monster hunt ties into a larger plot, or it could mean repercussions to the PCs. Such a
plot might be that the monster has connections.. it could be a spy, or a princess on the run from an arranged
marriage or fleeing towards forbidden love, yet finding herself in ever deeper trouble; perhaps enough to
become a PC.. or it might have a nest, and is planning to use the village as a food source when its young ones
hatch.
If the PCs' search is compromised, the PCs might find themselves harassed, arrested, framed, or otherwise
harmed. Or, the monster might have a guise that the PCs are unlikely to think of, such as the old, half-blind dog
that usually sleeps the days on the warm stones next to the village well - and hears and sees everything that goes
on. Most would probably seek someone hiding as human.
This depends on whether the PCs succeed in finding the monster before the monster finds them. The one to
outdo the other will largely choose the battlefield, and the time of the confrontation. This can be a classic fight,
PCs vs monster and possibly its allies (who might be villagers that the PCs are loathe to harm, but who defend
the monster due to one reason or another, ranging from money to trickery to a crush to monstrous abilities to
blackmail). It can also be an ambush that the monster orchestrated and participates in. Or, it could be an ambush
by the monster, but without the monster's direct involvement, planned simply to be a diversion to cover the
creature's escape; it could mean be the local militia or church, or even another party of adventurers that was also
hunting the monster.
These depend largely on whom the PCs fought, where, and how. It can mean that the PCs thwart a vile plot,
reveal evil-doers and bring the villain to justice, or that a threat is ended in black smelly demon blood and
shattered eggs of hatchlings. But it can also mean that the PCs find themselves fleeing from the militia out to
arrest or kill or expel them. They can pose a true threat to the party by sheer numbers and better knowledge of
the lay of the land and due to some preparations they have in place, but they may also be a weak - yet if the PCs
fight and kill them, they are likely to be hunted down by troops sent by whoever owns the village, and this
would pose a deadly threat. If the monster manages to escape, it is also likely to be resentful of the PCs,
possibly providing a long-term enemy - especially if it had an interest in the village (such as a nest or a plot)
that was endangered or destroyed by the meddling Pcs.
The Braun Castle is guarded by fear. Sitting on a hilltop, overlooking a small farmer village and surrounded by
dark woods, the Castle is indeed a fearsome look. It is surrounded by legends, and players should hear the most
unusual and unsettling accounts. Some say it is deserted and haunted; others, that it is inhabited by the last
descendants of a long lost noble bloodline.
Should the players show intention of visiting it, the locals will try everything to persuade them, and give them
all kinds of (useless) protection against its evils (think of Jonathan Harker and his trip to Castle Dracula).
Getting aways from the locals and near the castle shouldn't make the situation better. Climate is hard, and the
nights filled with wolf howls to keep the players from sleeping - or was that a child crying? Is this mud they're
stepping on? - It looks more like blood.
So the players have faced their demons and reached the tall dark walls of the castle. How should they get in?
The castle does seem inhabited; from this close one can hear chatter inside, and sometimes candlelight is seen
flickering off some window. Should the players find someone from within, they could get invited, or they might
try their foot in the door and face some consequences.
Main problem in getting invited is finding someone to do the invitation. No one has ever been seen getting in or
out of the castle, hence the legends of it being deserted. Actually, there are very few accounts of people getting
out at night - but those weren't really people, they say. Maybe that sinister character who's been roaming town
past few nights knows something - ?
Once inside the castle, the players will find the (few) Brauns very hospitable, yet sinister in their fashion (again,
think of Harker and Dracula). In fact, the players could never say no to the invitation to sleep inside the castle,
even if they tried to - they're trapped.
The players will spend days fulfilling their hosts' hunger of news from the outside world. Should some of them
show some occult or otherwise forbidden knowledge, they will see sparkles of satisfaction on the eyes of the
Braun family as they ask about everything they can.
After awhile, the players might try to force their way out, and will find that the castle was build to be harder to
get out than to get in. Its tall walls overlooking sharp hills, its thick wooden walls barred with iron, and the
constant howls of wolves outside are reminders that there is a reason why people shun the castle so much. And
the Brauns within - as time passes, their company should feel always more sinister.
Should the players explore enough, they will soon find the dungeons beneath the castle. And what dungeons - in
fact, they are much, much bigger than the castle itself. Stretching miles underground, this Lovecraftian cave
complex is dark, damp, huge, smelly. The taunt of death is everywhere, until the players actually meet the dead.
Or better, dead-ish. The dungeons are swarming with undead creatures. Some have skin, some bare flesh, some
are just a pile of bones. Some look more dead, some almost alive. Some can talk, some can run, some can
conjure demons to aid them. Thousands and thousands of things back from the dead populate the underground
of the castle, serving as a reminder to why the players should have never come here.
They might notice it from the tombs; or maybe from the clothes that the dead things bear. Or they might witness
the Brauns not giving orders to the dead, but actually talking to them. The truth is, the undead aren't an army
summoned by the Brauns; they ARE the Brauns. For long has this wizard bloodline raised their own, generation
after generation. Some bring back knowledge the living should never have; some return with nothing save
hunger for the life left behind. Some become great masters, respected and feared by the others. Some just serve
as servers and helpers, carriers of heavy load. In fact, it is even hard to distinguish who is alive from who isn't.
The Brauns never intended for the players to die. Should they, they would probably be brought back anyway.
They are, in fact, ancient seekers of knowledge. Generation after generation, the ones brought back have kept
alive long lost lores and tales, incantations and recipes, names and Old Gods. They will learn all they can from
the players, and will even be willing to share some of their knowledge - but that would taint the players forever,
and they shall always remember that they should have never visited the Braun Castle.
The End