Up in the hills, about a days brisk hike from the village Thriceborough, lies Stone Octopus Garden. One entrance to the dungeon is hidden among the roots of a huge elm tree. Down in the chasm, a river flows by so slowly that it could be called a lake. Spanning the chasm is a an old, wooden bridge, the only way to get across to the island where the keep sits, without getting wet.
The reason for the keep’s name is a mystery, but when the local bard is well into his third pint he might take to singing a sad, strange tune about Continue reading
Innrider. Please excuse my lacking drawing skills. I’m sure you get the point :)
This one is from the archives, written up by me maybe 10 years ago. What’s up with the Innrider? Let me answer that with a question: In your game, has there ever been a situation where a halfling or gnome got up on the shoulders of another large and strong PC and “rode” around for a bit? The Innrider is a prestige class covering that sort of behavior. It definitely fits best into a humorous fantasy setting. But then again; why not have a cult of anti-paladin kobolds kidnapping hobgoblin kids and rearing them as mounts? It’s a bad day when this gang rides into town, pillaging and whatnot. This could probably work in a gritty, low-fantasy setting as well. Anyway, here we go: Continue reading
Rondane is way up north, where habitable lands go pale and bow to the frozen taiga plateau. Ever-harassing winds leech all body warmth. Vast frozen tundras and ancient mountain ridges, unbeatable to all except the glaciers which ponderously grind everything into gravel.
Not even the orcs hang around for long up here, for this is the land of trolls. Not the sinewy, lanky swamp trolls. Nay, in Rondane dwells an older troll breed Continue reading
A band of unusually earnest halflings have shown up and purchased a claim half way up Phish Creek. They’ve repurposed the old mine and started a frantic excavation.
What could drive these usually sedate folks to such an effort?
The villagers of Thriceborough have been asking themselves, and the halflings every time they come into town to resupply, this question many times, but nothing has come of it so far. Of course, there are rumours; money owed, a promise to keep, a ghost.
And for once, the rumours are Continue reading
The dungeon on Twinge Isle, including the Elemental Forge
Out on the reef called Ships’ Folly lies the island and lighthouse called The Crabs. Its beaches are home to millions of crabs from a dozen different species. Many a sailor has leapt barefoot into the water to pull up a boat on the beach, only to find that his feet has now been stripped of all flesh, with only a sorry pair of skeletal Continue reading
Thought I should throw in this one, it’s from the archives. I’ve always had a thing for the wildmage. Since I couldn’t find one that suited me, either in sourcebooks or on the web, I went ahead and created my own, maybe some 10 years ago. I make no claims that this is a well balanced class, so use it at your own risk. Here goes…
Kallmark, a harsh land with long, cold winters and short, cool summers. Mostly stubborn humans and easygoing dwarves inhabit the settlements, with the occasional tiefling and stray hobbit. Kallmark is not the place to live if your hobbies are heraldry and celebrity spotting. On the other hand, if you don’t mind subsisting on taiga onions, lichen and those tiny, rock-hard ‘taters. And you know your way around in a blizzard, then Kallmark will probably suffice.
While waiting for my copy of Players Handbook to arrive, I’ve read through the basic rules of Dungeons & Dragons 5e. It seems to me that, all in all, the rules have lost some weight when compared to Pathfinder, which is very good. But, some aspects of the rules are still a bit chubby. Take the passage about Dropping to 0 Hit Points on page 76 of the PDF, for instance.