Bring Your Gently Used Diamonds to the Grootslang
by The torch casts a small circle of flickering light in the darkness, and you move slowly through the cavern, cursing your human eyes. Sometimes even …
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Lesser-Known Lycanthrope
The city doesn’t end so much as it is absorbed by the swamp, dense neighborhoods of tightly packed houses giving way to sparse shacks and …
Black Eyed Children
A gentle knocking jars you out of your sleep. After weeks on the road you were eager for a night in a proper inn with …
Rake, Rattle, and Roll
You hear the snap and rustle of something moving through the underbrush and are immediately alert, hunkering down behind a rotting log and watching. Whatever …
More Like the Fres-Yes Nightcrawler
The night is still, quiet except for the dog. Every time you find yourself about to drift off, the barking starts up again, somewhere in …
The Worst King, Who Also Happens To Be A Vampire
The group of gaunt looking men have been watching you from across the bar since you arrived. They are not subtle about staring, and they …
How To Brave a Bender With A Tippling Terror
As the pub owner begins to tell you and your fellow party members about the troops that have been moving through the village, you hear …
The Puca is Just The Worst Uber
You stumble out of the pub, surprised by the darkness. How long were you in there? You lost track of the time around six tankards …
Double The Dobhar-chú, Double The Fun
You dismount and guide your horse down to the water’s edge, letting the reins go slack so he can drop his head and drink. You …
Don’t Call Him Godzilla
The villagers seem hesitant to give you directions through the mountains, but you are able to coax the local blacksmith into pointing you down the …