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- Savant Scribe of the First Highest Order

For Next Level: 7043xp of 26075xp complete.
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Locations | 200xp

The Tower of NON

I know a guy who says he found a tower in the woods and saw a man fall out the window - straight up!

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Locations | 280xp

Random Castle History Tables

A handful of tables for randomly generating a colorful history for castles and other fortresses.

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Items | 105xp

Elkarion's Tome of Mental Rejuvenation

Because the Mind is a Muscle, too.

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“ During a storm the PCs come upon a little boy that plays in the rain. Upon further inspection they discover that he has one eye and a long tongue lolling in its mouth. Spit dripping. It is a demon from beyond that can access our realm during storms, it eats all heads that are not its own, living and dead.”
Michael Jotne Slayer
“ The PC's end up in a strange world where the very rocks are made of gold and jewels.As such gold and jewels is worth very little, but the iron in their swords and belt buckles is suddenly worth a LOT.”
Cheka Man
“ The party comes across a nice hermit in the woods. He gives them food and lodging for the night. They awaken to his terrified screams. 'East! It's east! Stop it! It'll kill us all!' The poor horror-stricken hermit dies thrashing in agony, one boney arm outstretched, his finger pointing to the east.”
CirrusWind
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