Tringlee, Capital of the Duchy of Ulek – Dungeon and Dragons Campaign Setting

Tringlee, Capital of the Duchy of Ulek – Dungeon and Dragons Campaign Setting

Originally posted at: http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~aleph/tringlee.html by Colin Turner and fleshed out by me

History

Ancient Times

Year 0: The city of Tringlee is founded by the first elven settlers, led by the wise and powerful Elenion. They choose a location deep within the enchanted forest, near a crystal-clear river.
Year 50: The Great Tree, a massive and ancient tree at the heart of Tringlee, is discovered to have magical properties. It becomes a sacred site and the center of elven culture and spirituality.
Year 100: The elves of Tringlee establish the Council of Elders, a governing body made up of the wisest and most experienced elves. They create laws and guide the city’s development.

Middle Ages

Year 300: Tringlee faces its first major threat as a horde of orcs invades the forest. The elves, with the help of their magic and the forest’s natural defenses, manage to repel the invaders.
Year 450: A golden age begins as Tringlee flourishes in art, music, and magic. The city expands, and new districts are built, each with its own unique character and purpose.
Year 600: The Great Plague strikes Tringlee, causing widespread illness and death. The elves work tirelessly to find a cure, eventually discovering a remedy in the magical herbs of the forest.

Recent History

Year 800: Tringlee forms an alliance with neighboring human and dwarf kingdoms, creating a period of peace and prosperity. Trade routes are established, and cultural exchanges enrich all parties involved.
Year 950: A powerful dark sorcerer rises, threatening the peace of Tringlee. The elves, led by a brave hero, embark on a quest to defeat the sorcerer and restore balance to the land.
Year 1000: Tringlee celebrates its millennium with grand festivities, reflecting on its rich history and looking forward to a bright future.

Layout of Tringlee

The Heart of Tringlee

At the very center of Tringlee stands the Great Tree, a colossal and ancient tree with magical properties. This sacred site is the spiritual and cultural center of the city, where elves gather for important ceremonies, rituals, and celebrations. The area around the Great Tree is a lush, verdant park filled with vibrant flora and fauna, creating a serene and enchanting atmosphere.

No other races are allowed into the Heart, under any circumstances. This leads to a certain level of mistrust towards the elves.

Inner Circle: Iolenie – High Quarter

Surrounding the Great Tree is the Council District, where the Council of Elders resides and governs. This district is home to the grand Council Hall, a majestic building made of white stone and adorned with intricate carvings. The Council District also houses the city’s administrative buildings, libraries, and archives, where ancient knowledge and records are kept.

Second Circle: The Artisan Quarter

The next circle is the Artisan Quarter, a bustling area filled with workshops, studios, and markets. Here, skilled craftsmen and artists create beautiful works of art, jewelry, and magical items. The streets are lined with colorful stalls and shops, where elves and visitors can purchase unique and exquisite goods. The Artisan Quarter is also known for its lively festivals and performances, showcasing the city’s rich cultural heritage.

Third Circle: The Residential District

Beyond the Artisan Quarter lies the Residential District, where the majority of Tringlee’s inhabitants live. This district is characterized by elegant elven homes, built with natural materials and designed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding forest. The Residential District is divided into smaller neighborhoods, each with its own communal gardens, parks, and gathering spaces.

Outer Circle: The Trade and Defense Ring

The outermost circle of Tringlee is the Trade and Defense Ring. This area serves as the city’s first line of defense and a hub for trade and commerce. The Trade and Defense Ring is fortified with sturdy walls and watchtowers, manned by the city’s guards. Within this circle, there are bustling marketplaces, warehouses, and trade centers where goods from neighboring kingdoms are exchanged. The city’s main gates are also located here, providing access to the surrounding forest and beyond.

The Enchanted Forest

Encircling the entire city is the enchanted forest, a magical and protective barrier that shields Tringlee from external threats. The forest is teeming with mystical creatures and ancient trees, creating a natural defense system that enhances the city’s security and adds to its enchanting beauty.

Notable Buildings

Iolenie – High Quarter

Administration buildings
The Courts
Secular courts
Religious Courts
Lawyer’s Guild
City watch office
Military Headquarters
The Ducal Residence

Manor Homes
The home of Mijar Redoak, Gnomish merchant in curiosities
The home of Nixos Nirvane, respected sage in the field of the supernatural; also known as Nixos the Grey, grey wizard and tutor of Triana
Temples (see complete listing, below)
Observatory
Shrine to Celestian
Seldie – The University
The Library
The Bardic College
Shrine to Lydia
Proving grounds, where questions of honor are resolved. No elf is bound to accept a challenge from less than a full-blooded elf, nor do elves commonly challenge non-elves. Grievance must be claimed by representatives of three noble houses for exceptions going either way to be valid and binding.
Exclusive shops
“Wundra Ecolu” – Exotic Animals
“Etlaard’s Sundries” – fine craftsmanship in nearly anything
“Gemcraft” – the city’s most famous center for jewelry
“Burgis’ Leatherwork” – exotic leathers for a premium price
“Stillwater Forge” – dwarven manufactured arms and armor
“Kolan Tehen” – imported spices
“Raiment”, a more moderate establishment in clothing design, both in taste and price
Pte’vio Ula – The Golden House, a casino for the wealthy socialites
Ioledea – An expensive public bath
Vydoja – The Finest Inn in Tringlee
Ni Ciole – Merchant’s quarter

Marketplace
Manor Homes
Private Offices
Warehouses
Guild Buildings
Eni Ela – The Merchants’ Guild
Eni Obiva – Soldiers’ Guild
Eni Yengzha – Laborers’ Guild
Adventurer’s Guild
Messr Erlik (minor guild official)
Urt Ibn, Baklunish sellsword
Lamrey Stemps, one-armed aspiring actor and mercenary from the Yeomanry
Cabinetmakers’ Guild
Armorers’ Guild
Bakers’ Guild
Carpetweaver’s Guild
Moneylenders’ Guild
Rugmakers’ Guild
Cartographers’ Guild
Tinker’s Association
Glassblowers’ Guild
Engravers’ Guild
Traders’ Regulatory Commision (horsemerchants)
Bookbinders’ and Illuminators’ Guild
Tailors’ Guild
Stonemasons’ Guild
Vintners’ Guild
Weaponcrafters’ Society
Wheelwrights’ and Carpenters’ Compact
Guildsman Smil Gurney

Inns
“The Shining Trout”, run by Stafiel

Lesser gambling halls
“Rego Sema” – The Gilded Goose

Warehouses
Artisan Industries
Clockmakers
Locksmiths
“A Masterpiece or Bust” – artist cooperative
“Ejharbiya” – the music shop
“Stultus – Animal Trainer”
Nicodea – a moderately-priced public bath

En Ed’i – People’s quarter

Boarding houses – cheaper housing
Apartment buildings, where most people live
Orphanage, state and religious
The hospital, also a place to study healing
Thieves’ Guild
The Rat Stevil, Kadar’s Trainer

Most businesses – including cart and stall economy
Stables
“Red Stallion Stables”
Alchemists
“Powders and Philtres”, run by Sextus, an old half-elf, who sold Kadar a paralytic poison – cheap
“Herbs for all Seasons”
Inns
“The Whispering Brook”
“The Puking Unicorn”
Smiths, weapon and armor sellers
Cookshops
Barbers
Barrelmakers
Butchers
Breweries
Chandlers
Carpenters
Cheesemakers
Cobblers
Dyers
Fortune Tellers
Fullers
Jewelers
Nala Tunknella, non-guild halfling jeweler
Darg Nagwort, dwarven guild jeweler
Laundry
Masons
Moneylenders
Pawnshops
Painters
Paper/Inkmakers/Copyers
Potters
Produce-sellers
Rent-A-Lackey
Ropemakers
Tailors
Johanas’ Shop
Tinkers
Sign-makers
Tanners
Weavers
Endea – the main public baths

Religions in town, temples, notables there

Major temples
Corellon: elven god of Arts and Battle
Shiyya, priest
Hanelas: elven goddess of love and beauty
Syrilla
Ehlonna: nature, wildlands
Abalora
Minor temples
Boccob, god of magic and knowledge
Quivala, priestess
Scribious, itinerant priest
Pelor, sun, light, healing
Absulcon, priest
Rao: knowledge, reason
Kodax
Sehanine: elven goddess of mysticism, death, and the moons
Kreelira
Zilchus: trade
Cada Noizec
Shrines
Aerdie, elven god of air and flying things
Aluilehili, priestess
Cyndor: time, infinity
Aothochas
Celestian – adjacent to observatory.
Celestian’s itinerant priest: Roak Sharp
Evervan Ilsere (shrine)
Lay worshippers maintain it

Legends and Lore – Fantasy World Resources

Legends and Lore – Fantasy World Resources

Originally posted at http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~aleph/prophecies.html by Colin Turner

the sea dragon
an actively-circulated bit of legend: the massive lake Nyr Dyv is knows for its sea-monsters. a hunt is conducted every third year, but the one they all seek is never caught. they call this ancient beast “Sea-dragon”, “Crafty One”, “Shipcrusher” and “Walter”. mysterious mishaps on the interminably deep lake are usually attributed to this creature. it would be just another legend if great heroes of old had not themselves sought the beast, reportedly for its wisdom: the halfling warrior Arsenault sought it out in his struggles to help rid Celene of its scourge, the vampire general Kaz, and slightly more recently, a Perrenlander hero, Canter Mer, did the same prior to his own disappearance.

the sinking island
another sailor’s ghost-story if of the uncharted island, sometimes there, sometimes not, but supposedly in the Isles of the Sea Barons, as far across the worls as is possible to go. Among sea-farers, to dream of it rising is an omen of death and destruction.

the nine swords of unmaking
this story is immortalized in epic song, and only bards of rank can be expected to know more than fragments, let alone perform it, but it is possible that someone among the party heard a thrice-removed or otherwise diluted version. in the tale, the hero, roland, is corrupted by a glass sword he finds in catacombs below his castle. in his spiraling insanity, kills the lady who loves him, and gathers a terrible reputation despite the false version of her death presented to the gentry. finally, unable to bear the pressure in his soul any longer, he abandons his castle and rides aimlessly, hard. he gathers first one companion, then another: silent, cloaked men who join him at full gallop, never resting, riding alongside him from country to country; each bears the brother of his own blade. and as their numbers swell, he rides ever the harder, for he knows that he is doomed when the ninth man comes.

old iuz
legend has it that merely a century ago, a demon-general united the lands which bear his name and built a road of skulls from Dorakaa to the Howling Hills. Granted, it is a nasty territory north of the dark Vesve Forest, but all seems to be turmoil in the surrounding countries, constant small-scale warfare a way of life. Still sighted now and then, though, are standards and shields bearing the mark of Iuz – a snake encircling a triangle containing a star, on a field of red.

the hungering hills
the wasteland now called the Albor-Alz is said to be the site of a clash between two armies of wizards, thousands of years ago; they say that the blinding desert hills hold the magic still, shifting to confuse those who quest for ancient battlefields or dwarven barrows. the explorers and surveyors who enter seldom find it worth the trouble; the demons of the sand are merciless, and their descendents twisted berserkers, but somehow the local nomads of the place survive. better to leave it to them who know its secret.

sites of visitation and madness
ancient druids conducted abominable rites around obelisks which used to exist in every country. the common local story has it that on a particular night, they return to hold their vile worship – and they carry away with them to whatever nameless place from whence they came all unsanctioned witnesses. locals disagree on which night it is, so the more supersitious stay home on both midummer’s night and the winter solstice. equally common is the knowledge that most standing stones are now standing stumps – their towering height hacked down by determined folk long ago.

murlynd’s talisman
the famed adventurer murlynd for a time possessed an object – a small cube. he said it had been a gift from Fharlagn in return for his devotion, but none who thought to accuse him of blasphemy did, when they had seen it. he carried it openly, weighing it in his hand when deep in thought; sages speculate that it allowed him to commune with the great god, or perhaps to see into the past or future, for even the most heroic are seldom renowned for wisdom or restraint, and Murlynd was ever exceptional in both.

esmerin
there has long been legend among the Flan and demi-human residents of the Ulek area that there is a hidden place in the Lortmils, a broad valley where halflings and giants dwell together in peace and prosperity. supposedly, objects from the place were recovered as evidence of its existence some years ago, but none have ever located the valley, even searching from the air.

fegrim’s stand
the auxiliary volunteer contingent of hill dwarves guarding the eastern pass through the Lortmils against counter-invasion from the Suss Forest during the Hateful Wars, led by Fegrim of Lead Hollow, came under unexpected, heavy attack; they held the pass against an overwhelming force of orcs and trolls for six days, and the survivors swore to a man that they fought alongside their long-dead brothers and fathers, who said not a single word but repelled every onslaught, never flagging or failing. Fegrim and his officers entered various priesthoods thereafter, changed men.

zagig ygraene, the mad mayor of greyhawk
the Jewel of the Flanaess enjoyed its longest period of prosperity during the 150-year reign of its most famous mayor. eccentric, withdrawn, generous – Zagig was unpredictable and extravagant. the enormous, three-towered castle he built lies in ruins beyond the city gates, and since his disappearance, every mayor has been titled “acting mayor”, against the possibility of his return. servants of Boccob the Uncaring, great god of magic and knowledge, include within their dogma a servant of their god, named Zagyg.

the jungle of ships
in the southern seas, there is said to be a drifting continent of hulks bound by weeds and inhabited by creatures of the deep; there’s no telling how many lost ships might be bound together in such a tangle, or what cargo they carried, but surely the place – if it exists – is cursed. sailors seldom mention their fears aloud, believing that to give voice to evil brings it one step closer (and you’d do well to heed their wisdom), but each sacrifices to Procan or Osprem or Xerbo before sailing to guard against such fates.

the lost city of the Suloise
in the Suss Forest, populated by all manner of horrors, there is said the be a stronghold built by the fleeing Suel people after the annihiliation of their ancient empire in what is now the Sea of Dust. expeditions searching its trackless, black-trunked depths for relics of the long-gone advanced civilization generally return empty handed – if indeed they still have both the hands they went in with. no such expeditions have departed for some years, given the increasing danger of the forest itself; even barges travelling through it on the Jewel river have been assaulted, stifling trade through Gradsul.

nimmion kingslayer, whose bones cannot rest
during the siege of Westkeep, one of the many conflicts between that waning empire of Keoughland and its piratical neighbor to the south, the Hold of the Sea Princes, King Tavish III was slain in single combat by a newly-ordained priest of Tritherion, Nimmion Rivalyn. a wave of fear swept through the Keoish host; they were quickly routed and sold into slavery throughout the hold, but the hero who won the day was not to be found. the high priest of Tritherion, Tharnnd Justiceseeker, proclaimed that their hero had been swept up to the heavens by Tritherion himself, and so it seemed. but disturbing visions came to Tharnnd at all hours – that Nimmion was not at rest, or at peace – that he had been swept from the battlefield by vengeful powers. now a saint in the religion, Nimmion Kingslayer’s remains are still quested for by young priests of the god of Justice and Vengeance, and one can be sure that they would pay a king’s ransom to any who recovered them.

the fleet of doomed rowers
a common sailors’ legend is that one who drowns and whose soul is unclaimed by their own god – or he who has no god – will bend his back for eternity at the oars of the ships of the demon lord of the deep.

the glove of benario
benario, the master thief, his birthplace and nationality unknown, was the most-blamed scourge of riches in six kingdoms, when Keoughland was at its peak, and those who travelled with him whispered of a glove he wore, of alien aspect and design – a glove he would not suffer to remove. historians are vultures, amplifying surviving details to construct themes, but some thieves pray to the spirit of benario for guidance even today, and many dream of finding the glove.

Prophecies & Riddles

translated from the dwarven
an ruler bright of Rauxes might be forged
silver eyes and trolls devise the balance fire-crowned
hells belie and brass defy the iron of his brow

a gnomish prophecy
Our ends will come
when the maker made has lost the way
and cannot makers make
madness arrive, dragons revive
so little left to take

an elven prophecy, oddly enough:
a goblin crown will rise to claim his people; his ways will be ancient, and they shall regain the honor that was theirs; so was decreed by the mystic Aaleion in the seventh reign of Evela. for this, he lost his place in elven scholarship. later, the ridiculous prediction gained small credence when ancient documents in a written form of goblin-tongue similar to the ancient troll-tongue were unearthed. these “high goblin” writings lamented the degradation of their race, heaping blame on stone men of the mountains.

a halfling prophecy
Avoreen protect us
Arsenault by his side
Yondalla warm and feed us
Brandobaris help us hide
a hero of generations
inherits immortal might
to stauch the blood of innocents
returning them to light

handed-down riddle, existing in many languages
a handless man had a letter to write,
and he who read it had lost his sight;
the dumb repeated it word for word,
and deaf was the man who listened and heard.

a rhyme, as it is commonly sung by copper-bards, then as it is recited by scholars:
knock the door of ever’et
the silken ladies learn
mind the lock at ever’et
to win yourself a turn
hear the clock at ever’et
your heart forever burn
oh, the girls of ever’et

knocking once at Evenant
maids line up to greet
knocking twice at Evenant
masters dance from heat
knocking thrice at Evenant
empties anger’s seat
none knock then at Evenant

RPG – Mumar’s Fantasyc Emporium of Living Wizardardic Inked Art and Adornment

Mumar’s Fantasyc Emporium of Living Wizardardic Inked Art and Adornment

Located on Oak Dock Street, Mumar’s Fantasyc Emporium provides the best magically infused tattoos. Magic users from across the realm come here to inscribe magical spells upon their skin. For an additional fee, Mumar one of his apprentices, or free lance wizards in the city can provide the magic to infuse the tattoos.

RPG Locations: The Dorothea Hotel

RPG Locations: The Dorothea Hotel

The Dorothea Hotel is meant to be an RPG location for RPG games in the modern and horror genres. It can also work in Ghostbusters, Steampunk genres, and Weird World games. Or any game that needs a location full of occult lore, mystery, horror and hauntings.

History

Using his family fortune, Commodore Philoman Cole started construction on the hotel in 1829. He envisioned a grand building worthy of European Royalty, specifically his friend Princess Sophie of Bavaria. The vision of his hotel was wildly publicized in New York papers and was soon mentioned around the world. Sparing no expense, and using all the latest technologies and building techniques of the day it was completed in 1831.

VIP guests from the world were invited to attend the inaugural opening. Among them Princess Sophie of Bavaria and President Andrew Jackson. By all accounts the opening was a success. The Dorothea Hotel was mentioned in the same sentences as the great hotels in not only New York but around the world. Reservations were being made years in advance. Buoyed by the art of some of the finest cooks in the United States at the time, the Dining room and ballroom both became hubs for the rich, famous and influential to be seen at. Newspaper men, authors, poets and various hanger ons would congregate in the lobby to watch the comings and goings of the influential and perhaps gather a bit of news to write about.

Unfortunately tragedy quickly struck the hotel. Unexplained disappearances of guests at the hotel immediately plagued its reputation. Most attributed the disappearances as merely those trying to escape creditors and the stories immediately dismissed. But muckrakers among the ever present press corps could not let the stories go, and stories of the grand hotel circulated among the lower classes.

An unexplained fire in 1835 that took the life of the wife and daughter of an investing owner in the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad. Rumors of murder, insurance fraud, and shoddy workmanship were all floated about. The uproar and promises of investigation into the management of the hotel were front page news for weeks. Investigations by private detectives uncovered the remains of an incendiary device in the damaged hotel room, which in turn triggered more rumors and front page news.

A mere two years later, news of “The Midnight Murders” became the talk of the town. The dismembered bodies of young boys were found scattered around the neighborhood over the period of a single month. One of the victims was an employee at the Hotel. A through search of the building for the missing boy finally revealed mass murderer Cornelius Hunt in the middle of the gristly act. Hunt later revealed in his confession that he needed the blood of thirteen strong but innocent boys to complete a dark ritual meant to make himself immortal.

The newspapers of course had a field day with that story, and despite the Commodores best efforts, the reputation of the hotel seemed to be permanently tarnished. To make matters worse, residents and employees started reporting strange activities in the hotel. Most were merely mischievous noises and objects randomly moving around. But the Russian Ambassador reported the definite feeling of hands shoving him just before he tumbled down the main stairs.

At the behest of friends, and an attempt to “clean” the hotel of spirits and return it to its former glory, Commodore Cole became interested in the Spiritualism movement in 1841

After the death of his father, and his own return from fighting in the Civil War, William Cole came back to take over ownership of the hotel. Between the rumored hauntings of the hotel, and his own experiences in the building and on the battlefield, William became interested in the occult. By 1868 as home to the Chimercial Sanctuary of the Forbidden Lexicon, The Dorothea Hotel had become one of the centers of Occult studies in the United States.

Founded the year before, by William Cole and his compatriots, the Chimercial Sanctuary of the Forbidden Lexicon became one of the premier Occult societies around the world. The

Rewired for electric in 1890s

Remodeled into apartments in the 1930s

Description

The Dorothea Hotel is a Gothic Revival building tucked away on what is now a dead end alley just a few blocks away from Central Park in New York City. The building looks worn and dilapidated, but still maintains an air of faded elegance. If the game settings calls for it, the building could easily have a feeling of menace if needed.

While it maintains the name, the hotel is actually now an apartment building. The original rooms were combined and remodeled into a variety of residences with individual plumbing and utilities added. They still maintained their original high class grandeur, although like rest of the building they feel old and worn.

Once famously written about in newspapers, the hotel has managed to avoid redevelopment over the decades.The main thoroughfare past the hotel was closed off in 1901 and development of nearby properties further reduced the road width until it was only an alley way wide enough for wagons and the first automobiles to access. The alley way is still paved with good quality cobblestone although it is mostly filled with trash and recycling containers.

The six story building is festooned with turrets and gargoyle statues. Combined with sturdy stone walls of expensively mined stone from New Hampshire they give the hotel the look of a Medieval Fortress. An imposing, by Victorian standards, front entrance still dominates the hotel although its glory is hidden by nearby buildings built close. The copper roof is long green with age. Ground and second floor windows are ornate stained glass, while the upper floors are expensively glazed glass.

Inside the main entrance is an exquisitely tiled floor depicting the Bavarian Crest in once inch black and white tiles. The 15 foot tall walls are lined with mahogany paneling and ornate brass gas fixtures transformed to electric in the mid 1890s. The room is still adorned with art from famous artists. Large paintings by masters are on each wall. Sculptures of marble and brass each sit in their own alcoves. The largest chandelier made of Tiffany Crystal hangs from the ceiling. It was rewired for electricity by the company at the same time as the rest of the building.

A large reception desk sits between two large columns, both made of mahogany also. Behind the desk and to one side are individually labeled mail slots. Spaced around the room are antique chairs, sofas and tables for hotel guests. All show signs of wear and long use but are in good shape. Two huge marble stair cases lead to the second floor balconies on each side of the lobby.

Behind the front desk is employee access to kitchens, offices and storage. To the left and behind two more sets of mahogany doors, is a huge library that extends upwards three stories. Floor to ceiling book shelves line each level and are accessible by ornate wrought iron stairways and rolling ladders to reach the upper shelves. Like the lobby, the library has reading nooks filled with worn antique furniture and bronze light fixtures.

To the right of the lobby is a formal dining room. In its heyday the room also acted as a ball room, reception hall, theater or meeting room. The walls hang with large red velvet curtains and there is a raised stage at one end. Concealed storage areas hide the chairs, tables, and furniture needed to configure the room as needed.

A set of retrofitted elevators that access the basement, first, second, third and fourth floors are to the left of the entrance. Each is equipped with custom made ornate brass gates and a lever that controls the floor. Like everything else in the building, they are obviously old and worn, but appear to be well maintained.

Second Floor

A balcony lines the lobby at the second floor, providing discrete views of the lobby and its visitors. There is access to the second floor of the library on the left side. To the right is another large ball room space that was modified into a moving picture theater in the late 1920s. Like the first floor lobby, all the hallways and public areas are lined with mahogany wood paneling, bronze lighting fixtures, and art by famous painters and sculptures.

The crowning piece of this collection is an 10 foot wide by 6 foot high painting of three ships in battle. Two of the ships are Spanish Galleons, the other a smaller merchant ship with pirate flag flying obviously getting the better of the galleons. The ships are fighting in heavy seas, and it is wildly historically inaccurate. It was an opening day gift to the hotel, commissioned from painter David Wilkie, by Archduke Franz Karl of Austria.

The elevators and granite stairs both continue up to the third floor. The floors are the same granite as the stairways, white, with a black granite around the edges.

Third Floor

On the third floor is another level of access to the library. Like the second floor, the hallways are granite floors and mahogany walls lined with art. Most of it by lesser known painters but still exquisite in their own way. To the left is access to the hotels original Empress Suite and Presidential Suite, reserved for important guests and named after their first inhabitants at the grand opening. The Empress Suite is named after Princess Sophie of Bavaria, while the Presidential Suite has named for President Andrew Jackson.

Like the rest of the rooms in the hotel, both suites are now private multi-room residences. Each has a separate grand kitchen, a master bedroom with a walk in closet and private bath. Two more bedrooms that share a bathroom, and a central sitting room with a dining area between it and the kitchen.

Fourth, fifth and sixth Floors

The original fourth, fifth and sixth floors each had between eight and sixteen rooms. Shared bathrooms and shower facilities were at each side of the building. After the remodel, the fourth floor has four two bedroom apartments. The fifth and sixth floors each have ten one bedroom apartments. The shared bathrooms and shower spaces are now laundry rooms and storage.

Basement

The original basement was accessed by stairs in the office space behind the reception desk. It included an extensive wine cellar once known for being the best in the City. An huge coal fired furnace dominated the space. When built, the coal storage was boasted as being the largest and most modern in the city. The furnace itself was a modified blast furnace originally designed for the metallurgy industry. It was the first effective central heating in the city.

Attic

The attic space consisted of a number of small apartments. Senior employees would have their families living here, while maids and maintenance people would share rooms with each other. All rooms had hideaway beds that rolled into the walls to provide more living space. A separate narrow stairway for servant use descends all the way to the basement. At each floor is a discrete door to maintain privacy for the residents.

These rooms were not part of the remodel. Today they are mostly storage spaces, holding the possessions of past and present residents.

Library

At its conception, the library was meant to be one of the most complete historical archives in the United States. At the behest of Princess Sophie, Archduke Franz Karl provided copies of every historical document and book in his own Royal library to help start the collection. Commodore Cole contributed his own families extensive collection of historical texts and created a rather large endowment to copy tomes missing in the collection directly from the Library of Congress. That effort continued on until fire in 1851 destroyed a major portion of the Library of Congress when the endowment was reversed to donate missing texts back to the Library.

After the American Civil War, the librarian was instructed to start collecting and cataloging Spiritualist and Occult literature. With the prevalence of the movement, and the Hotel’s growing role at the center of the movement in New York’s high society, the collection grew by leaps and bounds. Members of Chimercial Sanctuary of the Forbidden Lexicon from around the world would send in copies of texts to be cataloged and stored at The Dorothea. Spiritualist authors who wished to lecture at the hotel were instructed to provide a copy of their works for archival and research.

William Cole got involved in the spiritualist movement instructed his librarian the rise in Occultism across the United States, a

Dining Room

The dining room

200 diners

Ball Room/Movie Theater

Residents

Commodore Philman Cole

Librarian

Granfather Cole

Wren Sisters

Professor Anders

Game Options

The Hotel is inhabited and staffed by ghosts. While some are trapped here, most simply continue on as they did in life.

The hotel, while well written about, is a mystery. People only find it if they need it, or can see between dimensions.

The Net Book of Plots – Volume 1

The Net Book of Plots

Volume 1

Editors Note:
This book was converted to a new format, made for conversion to HTML
and for indexing. My enormous thanks go to Alexander Forst
(alex@complang.tuwien.ac.at) and to Soh Kam Hung (h.soh@trl.telstra.com.au)
for their dedicated efforts in designing this tagging scheme and help in
tagging and editing the plots. I hope all enjoy this new collection and
dont forget to tell the authors how it went if you run a plot.

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One-Liners
Authors of Volume 1

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Dragon -Help the local good, but dying, wizard to attain lichdom.
-Prevent evil nasties from overcoming the local good lich.
-Find the lost good lich and get help to cure a generic plague.
-Go to kill the lich only to find it’s actually good.
-Save the Dragon from the Evil Princess.

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The Bankrupt Alchemist
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Fantasy
Quest
Any An alchemist hires the party to recover a shipment of supplies that
was hijacked enroute. If he doesn’t get them back, he faces bankruptcy.
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The Punished Thief
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Fantasy
Quest
Affliction
Any Caught while stealing from a mage, the thief in the party is sent on a
geas to steal an artifact from a colleague as punishment.
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Unknown Protection
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Any
Guarding
Any You are assigned to protect a person, but don’t let them know you’re
protecting them. Defer to them in all things, but don’t let them know
you’re deferring to them.
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What have you got?
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Any
Fantasy
Investigation
Affliction
Any An obscure sect of a dark church is seeking the eight necessary
parts/items used in summoning a sleeping demon. Just so happens that one
of the PCs inherited one of the items (it should be something innocuous
like a simple pendant with inscriptions) from a dead relative.
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Who is Who?
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Any
Investigation
Intrigue
Any
Doppelganger
Shapechanger The party uncovers a plot to replace high-ranking officials with exact
lookalikes (shapechangers). Nice little conspiracy theory action. Which
one of your trusted patrons is really an evil doppleganger? Who can you
trust? Who will believe you? Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean
someone ISN’T out to get you.
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The Renegade Wizard
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Fantasy
Quest
Any The party is hired by the local Mage Guild to find and capture (and/or
kill) a renegade wizard who is breaking Guild laws (selling magic items
to criminals, assassinating the previous Guildmaster, attempting to
assassinate the current Guildmaster, etc.). Local law enforcement is not
involved because the Guild likes to solve its problems internally.
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Good Lich vs. Evil Lich
Jeff Vogel
One-line
Fantasy
Investigation
Quest
Urban
Lich There’s a battle going on between a good lich and one or more evil
liches. The players have to protect a town that’s caught in the
crossfire. The lich need not even appear in the campaign; you could just
have dark noxious clouds blotting out the sun, undead armies marching
back and forth, dragons eating the livestock, and other bits of large-
scale magical fallout. Or, if you want to bring the lich in personally,
you could send the party on a quest to plead with the lich to stop the
war, or to fight elsewhere.
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Improvised Defenses
Phil Scadden
P.Scadden@gns.cri.nz

Short
Any
Any
Guarding
Castle
Dungeon
Cave PCs get caught in hole (old castle, cave?) with overwhelming numbers
against them. They have some warning and a time period when they will be
relieved if they can hold on. Idea is that PC improvise with what is
around and hold out for siege. Turns the GMing on its head. They have a
plan of defenses, not the GM, and GM leads his baddies against it.

Players spring their surprises in traps etc. Must have a map agreement on
what can be done in time available. Players tend to cheat outrageously
but great fun for all concerned with a change of pace for both GM and
players. =========================================================================
Collection of VERY short descriptions
Authors of Volume 1
One-line
Any
Any
Urban Here’s a bunch of REAL short descriptions of adventure ideas that work
well in a city:

Second-story jobs, picking a pocket and finding a map, searching the
tunnels under the city for a tomb or catacombs, competing with the
Thieves’ Guild, smuggling arms into the city, spying on foreign
officials, helping an orphan fight against cruel thugs, racing another
party in a city-wide search for a magical artifact, investigating a
corrupt church, wooing a noble lady, searching for your weapons
instructor who has been abducted by a rival, trying to get apprenticed to
a truly weird mage, etc. =========================================================================
The False Good Lich
Jeff Vogel
Short
Fantasy
Investigation
Urban Invert the “bad-lich-turns-out-to-be-good” idea: A really sinister
lich would probably love to have people convinced that he’s just a
kindly, helpful old gent. Suppose one such lich has been working hard on
his image for a century or two…he saves people from natural disasters
(which he created himself), gives out magical gifts (which are cursed in
some nonobvious way), kisses babies, the whole shebang. The players come
to suspect him of actually being evil (“Hey…two centuries old? That’s
before Second Edition came out! He must be evil!”) and have to stop him.
But first, they have to convince the locals, who love the old guy, that
they’ve been wrong about him all this time. (“Gandalf? The old coot with
the fireworks? Evil? Get outta here.”)
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The Absent Minded Wizard
Jeff Vogel
Short
Fantasy
Quest
Any
Lich Go to kill the evil lich, get captured and put at his/its mercy only
to have it ask “Why are you bothering me?” Apparently it was/is a good
wizard who got kind of absent minded as he died and sort of drifted off
into lichdom without noticing. Since he’s quite powerful, none of the
various local monsters that he’s geased into serving him have given him
any trouble, nor have they pointed out the problem of his lichdom…

Play the lich as an absent minded old british gentleman, sort of
surprised that anybody would want to kill him and having considerable
trouble grasping the idea that he’s a lich. A few accidental pats on the
back while the players are held by some sort of spell should be amusing.

P.S. If you can’t figure out how to set things up so a lich can
capture and hold helpless a bunch of PCs, SHAME on you! Liches are
something like 30th level M-U/Clerics, not to mention the hordes of
followers, servants, summoned monsters and demons and elementals and the
like… =========================================================================
Find the Right Man
Authors of Volume 1
Short
Any
Quest
Guarding
Wilderness
Desert A caravan is travelling through the desert. The party is hired to
capture a man who is in the caravan, and it must be done quietly, so that
nobody else knows. They are given the man’s name, and the fact that he
is a mage, but no other information about him. The catch is that the
caravan consists of ten wagons, with at least thirty or forty guards
(when I used this adventure, the caravan was travelling through Brin
Pass, a VERY dangerous area), and everyone’s wearing the standard desert
gear: a white robe, with a hood and a veil. This makes it very difficult
to tell who’s who. The party should investigate the wagons. If they do,
they will find that only one wagon doesn’t have an obvious reason for
existance (i.e. belongs to the caravan master, carries supplies, or
carries cargo). A man is living in that wagon, and only comes out to get
food. Raiding the wagon will obviously cause noise and commotion, two
things to be strenuously avoided. This is a very difficult scenario;
I’ve run it twice, and both times the party failed. Once the guy got
killed and the party was arrested and held in custody by the caravan
master, and once the guy ran away and the party lost him.
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The Insane Dragon
Authors of Volume 1
Short
Fantasy
Quest
Startup
Any
Dragon
REWARD
(very large sum mentioned – for your world)
BRAVE Adventurers Needed!
To Kill the DRAGON of Eastmark, Kingdom of Arcadia.
(fill in location and kingdom name as necessary).
Apply at the Royal Palace.

All that made that adventure interesting (aside from the nearly 1000
mile overland journey, differing cultures, side-adventures, et al) was
the fact that the “DRAGON of Eastmark” was a golden dragon, and the party
was mostly Good characters. The Gold had become insane when humans had
attacked and slain his mate, and spent his time laying waste to the local
kingdom, which finally began posting notes (after the first three
expeditions failed) to hire outsiders to come in and try to destroy the
genius-intelligence, magic-using and physically awe-inspiring dragon.
Since the tattered posting does not mention that the “DRAGON” is a Gold,
the party had already travelled the very long way, and then had a lot of
discussion before finally deciding that grief did not excuse the dragon’s
excesses, and that he must be destroyed. =========================================================================
The Election
Authors of Volume 1
Medium
Any
Intrigue
Urban Most campaigns have a player who loves to play politics, involve her
in this. Assume for the sake of argument that the goal is the office of
district attorney. Enigma has ambitions to be the DA, the chief force for
justice in Gotham. He is opposed by Buck Stevens, son of the founder of
Stevens Brick Co., which is the second largest employer in Gotham. Darla
Stevens is in love with the Enigma’s alter ego, Bing Strawberry, and
keeps telling him he ought to get in politics and make sure her slimy
brother doesn’t achieve political office … etc etc etc you get the
idea.

Some complications that suggest themselves are: a) Enigma discovers that candidates must turn in petitions with 1000
names in order to register for the election, and he blew it off so long
that he needs to get them all *tonight*, to be turned in at 8 am tomorrow
morning (where do you get 1000 valid signatures at this time of the
night?)

b) the primaries are a good time for enemies to show up with
embarassing photos in hand

c) election season can be complicated by reporters who circle,
vulture-like, over the troubled campaign HQ, and by a televised public
debate between the candidates

d) the election and the aftermath — did the PC win? What will happen
to the party now? What if the press finds out about the vampires the
party staked a few years ago in the abandoned buildings in the ghetto?
what about the crook who recognizes Enigma’s voice and threatens to
publicise his secret identity? =========================================================================
The Lich vs. Evil
Jeff Vogel
Medium
Fantasy
Investigation
Urban
Dungeon
Lich The lich is a good wizard who was forced to become a lich in order to
remain around to counteract some powerful evil force. He/it spent the
last years of his life directly restraining some powerful evil demon
(make it something not quite physical, for example a demon of madness
that manifests by making victims psychotically insane…evil human
sacrifice cults start springing up all over the place and random people
on the road start attacking out of the blue with no provocation, sort of
like…gasp! PCs!)

So the Lich is at the bottom of some dungeon complex using spells and
powers that are so far beyond the party’s understanding that they can’t
perceive them, to hold the evil imprisoned. He/it is also keeping random
strangers from wandering in and interfering. After so long a time, the
lich just sort of drifted into undeath without really noticing (keeping a
set of spells up constantly for years will do that to ya). The PCs
manage to get the drop on the Lich when he’s weakened and…

a) the evil gets loose.

b) the good lich’s wizardly spirit manifests before it moves on to
another, higher plane, and commends them for their actions in releasing
him from his unwitting servitude to to undeath. He also says, “Well, I’m
off to my retirement in elysium, the job’s all yours, boys!”

c) If you’re feeling charitable, give the players an inkling of what’s
going to happen, or some magic to help them to combat the madness demon
(personal protection against the madness would be nice, although you
could have lots of fun with blackouts and sleepwalking and the like if
the PCs were as susceptible as anyone else). If you’re not feeling
charitable, have them find out the HARD way what the ol’ spook’s
mysterious comments were in reference to. Maybe stick a scroll (that
must be laboriously deciphered) in with the treasure, describing the
madness demon and perhaps some ways that it can be fought. =========================================================================
The False Vampire
Authors of Volume 1
Medium
Horror
Quest
Investigation
Affliction
Urban
Vampire The party is on some sort of extended vacation, staying in an inn/bar.
A frequent visitor is a tall, dark, suave, charming man dressed in formal
evening wear, accompanied by a different woman every time. He comes in
every 2nd or 3d night. He always orders bloody marys and doesn’t drink
them. He is quite wealthy and very pleasant. There is something almost
magnetic about him. He has fascinating eyes. (DM should do everything
he can to make it believable that he could be a vampire, despite the
unusual setting (city)).

Either he charms (charm gaze) a female party member and takes her
away, or a beautiful dancer comes in looking for her missing sister, who
was last seen coming to this bar with the tall,dark gentleman. She tries
to convince a party member to help her look for her sister being
seductive about it. Both are eventually charmed by the Gentleman. In any
case, make a party member disappear into this Gentleman’s lair.

He has a gothic style house in a nice part of town. There is nothing
obviously amiss here. If the party asks around, this guy is a pillar of
society, a kind, philanthropic fellow, well respected by his peers. He
runs a magic shoppe. He is a mid-level wizard with a head for business,
who gave up adventuring to start a business.

His house looks just like a vampires house might look (black velvet
curtains, etc). He has a private sanctuary inn his basement, the only
entrance to which is a rune-encrusted door (trapped or enchanted in any
way appropriate to the party). He supposedly has a chapel down there,
but really has a large complex, where various vampiric rituals, and all-
night parties take place. All of the missing people have been charmed
into believing that they have been turned into slave vampires. They will
aid their master if at all possible.

The party must break in and forcibly take their companion away from
this place. Again, make the evidence somewhat contradictory whether the
Gentleman is a vampire or not. Most evidence should say yes, but make
some things contradict this.

The gentleman has a cursed ring of the vampire, a powerful evil
artifact which makes him believe he is a vampire and gives him many of
the powers of a vampire, as well as some of the drawbacks. Make him
dislike things that cause a vampire harm, but don’t make it obvious
whether is works. Make him have a reflection, but have a dead vampire
victim show up. Etc. At the end, have the party realize that he is not
a vampire at all but rather is a cursed fellow with an intrinsically good
nature. =========================================================================
The Magic Dwindles
Authors of Volume 1
Medium
Fantasy
Quest
Magic
Any
Dragon The magic energies (derived from outer space :-)) are dwindling,
slowly but surely. At this time only the most advanced magicians have
noticed that their most powerful spells are beginning to fail more and
more frequently.

My explanation is that there is three kinds of magic in the world:

1) White magic: creative magic, healing, alteration. The white-
magicians are generally the good guys, mostly elves, priests (Gods of
Light) and fairies.

2) Black Magic: Necromatics, destructive magic, summoning. The black-
magicians are generally the bad guys, mostly humans, black-elves, trolls
and the demons & devils.

3) The Old Magic: The magic that rules it all; but now almost a
forgotten art, only used by the extinct race of Wizards (yes, wizards are
a distinct race in my world) and the dragons.

Unfortunately the magic energies are only dwindling for the white-
magicians, since the black-magicians derive their power from the negative
dimension and have opened the gate, so that negative energies flow freely
into this dimension blocking the white-magic.

The objective is to close the gate, before even the simplest white-
magic is rendered useless and impotent. This cannot be done with the use
of white-magic, but only with the use of the Old-Magic (use of black-
magic will only worsen the situation).

The problem is to find someone or something that have access to the
Old-Magic and is sufficiently skilled in this art, to reverse the
situation. (this is what the players must think is the objective for them
or initially be let to believe).

The real problem is that the division between black- and white-magic
is artificial, and will always lead to this problem sooner or later, and
only the Old-magic can prevail (since the white- and black-magic is
derived from the Old-magic, but the separation will corrupt both
branches). So the players are to be the prophets of the new world order
of magic (or front-runners), after being taught the basics of this by the
only Wizard left on the planet (unless they destroy him in their
folly!!!). But to find the information that there is such a creature
alive should be very difficult and only referenced by vague hints in old
legends etc.

My suggestion for the Wizard is that the group can find (after lengthy
research) the place he is rumored to live (e.g. inside a volcano). And
when they arrive he is there, but frozen inside a huge iceblock, by a
pair of Ice-Dragons that he once forced to humiliate themselves to assist
him, and this is their revenge. Once every 100 year they let him free
for a day to scorn him, and then deep-freeze him again. And they will
not take it lightly if the players are to take away their sweet revenge.

Long Summaries
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Traders
Phil Scadden
P.Scadden@gns.cri.nz

Long
Any
Any
Guarding
Exploration
Any In my experience, PCs will guard a hundred caravans before it occurs
to them that trading on their own account could be more fun and
lucrative. Part of this is I guess a lack of interest in the “tie-downs”
that trading could imply and in the boring detail of buying and selling.
There are however some good advantages. It encourages a sense of group
identity – all partners of Fast and Risky Quality Merchant Co. – and can
have some great “plot lines”. It also changes the world outlook when
strangers are first thought of as “Hey CUSTOMERS!” rather then “Arm up,
enemy approaching”. If you ever need to lure your players in a
particular direction then a rumour of profit should be easy to manage.

PCs can be tempted into the business a bit at a time. For example: At
conclusion of other business a friendly tribesman notes “Your people make
good iron. If you are back this way, bring us one of your fine steel
blades and I’ll trade two snow leopard skins for it”. $$$$ in characters
eyes! The trick is to avoid the boring bits.

1) Give them good NPC warehouse men etc that they really can trust
except perhaps once, later rather than sooner, for a plot. If they feel
they can safely leave a load in trusted hands for a fling then so much
the better.

2) Have NPC’s offer to retail so they are doing the wholesale transit
stuff and dont get lost in selling detail. “Hey, I’ll take all of this
stuff you can get here at xxxx – leave you free to get another load
moving eh?”. Failing that declare, “after 2 hours you are sold out for
xxxx reward”. Forget detailing trading except for casual encounters with
a train.

3) Forget the unwieldy caravan bit – encourage them into the small
mule train style. They’ll have more fun. “Yup, de mules certainly de
way. You see dat caravan train – takes 2 month to move dat round de Gap.
Sheez dat costs! I ken move dis stuff over Hawk Pass on mules in meebe
tree weeks on a good run.”

4) Emphasize the exploratory opening up of new country rather then the
big-haul routes. If they start into going back and forth on the same
lucrative route too often, send in a big merchant with a massive caravan
to drop the prices. They’ll thank you for it in terms of game interest.

Some typical sorts of plots. -Guarding the goods train. They’ll really do it in earnest.
-Spying on the side under their legit cover.
-Involvement in local politics
-Exploration
-Building of fortified outposts and defense thereof
-Very dangerous goods! (i.e. magic)
-Recovery of stolen goods
-Dealing with a protection racket
-High risk winter route to relieve a starving outpost.

One potential problem is the possibilty of too much coin. Relax.
Early in their career get them used to the idea that high profits come
from real high risks and sometimes its better alive poor then rich and
dead. (“You are surrounded by 20 young mounted warrior louts looking for
trouble. They request ‘presents’ with broad grins. All are bow armed
(and they’ve been training since 3 years old)”. Remember that elaborate
trading has high overheads in paying NPCs etc. If there is somehow got a
money excess then introduce credit offered by bankers – on risky routes
they will sooner or later lose a train bought on borrowed money and the
overheads will put them on the back foot! ========================================================================
The Wizard’s Game
Authors of Volume 1
Long
Fantasy
Exploration
Startup
Dungeon A powerful wizard and his apprentice (also powerful) are after an
artifact which is carefully guarded (by various traps, magics, etc) in a
labyrinth. Put in there years ago by various leaders and since
forgotten. They cannot think of a brute force way to get it, but they
are clever enough to have figured out some loopholes which will allow a
low-level bunch of adventurers with various characteristics (tailor to
your players, one obstacle per player or combination of players) to get
in safely and escape with the artifact.

The wizard cooks up a long term plan (perhaps he is an elf) to obtain
such a party of adventurers. This plan is subtle and tricky as that is
the style of this wizard (he likes to manipulate and deceive people, like
a game). He has his apprentice disguise himself as an old
storyteller/bard who takes a liking to a young pc or npc and tells
stories of the PC/NPC’s grandfather who stopped a great evil by
sacrificing himself, sealing the evil and himself into a labyrinth (yes
THE labyrinth). The grandfather was lost with his family sword and more
importly an amulet which signified the family’s power and destiny as
heroes of the realm. Various stories of the grandfather, sword, and
amulet should convince the PC/NPC to go after this stuff.

The storyteller also tells of the PC/NPC’s family talent for dowsing,
and helps him cut a dowsing rod and casts various covert magics to make
the character believe he has such power. Eventually he replaces the
dowsing rod with an identical duplicate which is set up to find the other
characters who are needed to get the artifact back (yes, the party). The
character recruits or finds the party and they go and get the amulet
back.

The wizard and apprentice appear at the exit from the labyrinth and
reveal the hoax (part of the fun), demanding the amulet. The apprentice
is either given or takes the amulet for the wizard, then gets a greedy
look in his eyes and makes to put it on. The wizard vaporizes the
apprentice and takes the amulet.

You might want to put some sort of treasure in this labyrinth so the
party won’t be too pissed that they have been deceived.
The wizard invites the characters to join in his “games” (see below).

If they decline, he does various things to convince them to comply. If
that fails, he cooks up another complicated deception to get them to join
in. He will not force them to join, unless he feels that he has
sufficiently deceived them.
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The party is asked to go on a quest by an older man, a merchant, to
save his daughter’s life. She has the dreaded Indigo Flu, usually fatal.
The only known cure is to make a medicine out of the Caiman stone, an odd
fruit that grows out of a mineral/plant hybrid only in the most obscure
places. The party is referred to the sage who told the merchant of this
cure, for more info. The sage is of course an agent of the Wizard of the
previous segment.

He cooks up a quest designed to bring the party eventually to a spot
at which the wizard has planted a “Caiman Bush”. The Caiman stone and
the Indigo flu are complete fiction. The party will not find anybody
else who knows about these even if they ask around. The Caiman Bush is
an elaborate magic item, which will teleport the party into the Wizard’s
lair. The wizard will then inform them that the only exit from his lair
is to win the game.

The game is versus another party which has been in suspended animation
waiting for opponents. (Losers of the game are suspended and continue to
play until they win, whereupon they are released). Make the game
whatever you wish.

You should maybe allow the party to acquire some limited magic items
from the game, so they won’t be quite so pissed to have been manipulated. =========================================================================
Riddle Maps
Phil Scadden
P.Scadden@gns.cri.nz

Long
Any
Any
Any Riddle-maps (idea based on “song-maps” that the old time Maori people
used to describe journeys).

Basically sage-type person translates a song-map that someone earlier
had written down in its original form. Lots of scope for errors. It’s a
translation so no need for poetry. Sage identifies one point in song as
being nearby and wants the map followed. Fit into your world. The
characters can only “see” what you describe so very careful descriptive
work is necessary but red herrings can be fun.

An example of full riddle map.
“here the VALATAS people live above the halls the congress of tide and
land, thence two noon suns cross your face and take you to the silver
path. Up the path you onward go past three cold threads in summer still,
then into the shadows of RAMATIS realm till the path is crossed at the
weeping rock. Shortly the path splits at last, so turn your face and
walk two sunsets till RAMATIS greets with open arms again. The laughing
braid just in the shades, leads high to towers of earth, and there above
the last falling tears, find the gates of night. No moon to light the
halls of night but ochre stars will mark a path to those who walk in
here. Pity you who have no meat to sacrifice to the Old Ones hidden
within. Once met and your offering received dash for life to the halls
of teeth. Beyond there lies the ribbon of red, rushing fast to meet the
sun again, then bounding down past flaxen steps, to greet the ghost in
its bed of gold.”

Translation:
Capitalized bits are phonetic translation of unknown words. The sage
has identified VALATAS so begin here.

The party walks towards the noon sun for 2 days and finds…
GM: “Towards end of second day you climb to top of ridge and look down
on large river valley with the river glistening in the sun.”

Following it upriver past three side-creeks that would wet you even in
summer you get to woods. RAMATIS is the old people’s God of forests but
the PC’s or sage wouldn’t know this. They should easily guess though
when you announce forest in the way. The river hits a gorge and a
crossing is forced where a waterfall comes down a cliff face. After that
the river divides at two big tributaries and you take the west one for
two days. Should encounter woods again…however, the puzzle can be
sharpened by woods that are no longer present (keep talking about NEW
building in the area – ruins of a saw mill ??? etc). A quick flowing
tributary is traced up into the mountains and above the top waterfall is
a cave mouth. A path through the cave is marked by ochre crosses on the
floor but it is also the lair of monster worms that fall on any meat.
The travellers of old would carry a sheep up and run like hell for the
cave of stalagmites (which block the worm) while it is devoured. Hope
the PC have something ready…torch light will shortly show an
underground river flowing the other way (no more ochre) which will lead
to high mountain basin. Geologically an inlier of gold-bearing basement
capped by limestone. Problem – it exits over a sheer bluff and the rope
ladder has long since rotted away. The creek joins a larger creek with
the disconcerting habit of disappearing an hour or two after rain (the
“ghost”) leaving a dry bed. And yes, this is based on real place in NZ.
The creeks are gold-bearing if PC ready to dig for it the hard way.
Remnants of digging all over the show.

You get the general idea. Quite a bit of work and you can lead
characters by the nose through it if so inclined. Mis-translations can
also help. =========================================================================
The Mages’ Contest
Authors of Volume 1
Long
Fantasy
Magic
Dungeon Every ten years, the Mages’ Guild holds a contest. The prize of the
contest should be left fairly vague, unless one of your PC’s is a high-
ranking member of the Guild…I usually use some statement about
“material considerations…well, it’s politics mostly…” However, since
Guild mages tend to be not particularly active types, the contest is
structured as follows: each mage hires a group of adventurers (here’s
where the PC’s come in), who then compete for the prize in a maze set up
and run by the Guild. The party should be hired by a mage, who tells
them basically the information above, plus the number of other groups
competing (I usually use four groups total, since in my maze they tend to
meet up at the end for a final battle, and dealing with more NPC’s than
that would get hellish). The mage gives each PC a magical “token”;
basically just a little one-use magic item. The tokens can have effects
like Levitate (for a duration), Light (ditto), Invisibility (as the
spell); just go through the PH and pick out spells to use. Make up a
maze to put the party though, and don’t forget that several other groups
are doing this at the same time! The way I run it is that I have a map
of a maze, with four relatively distinct paths to a final room. They do
cross over, but not very often. Each has several large empty rooms on
the map, and some marked spots in the corridors. Then I have a list of
rooms to use, and corridor tricks, and I just insert whichever ones I
feel like when they come to a room or a corridor spot. The four groups
race through the maze, and the objective is to find a large flashing gem.
I usually set it up so that when the party reaches the last room (where
the gem is), most of the other groups arrive at the same time. If the
party tries to hang back and let them fight it out, I have some of the
NPC’s start going for the gem. Remember that this was set up by a Mages’
Guild, so you can put in almost anything you want…some examples of
rooms I use are:

1) The room has a chasm cutting it in two. There is another door on
the far side, and a bridge across the chasm. (The chasm is actually an
illusion, but falling in will take the PC out of the contest) On the
bridge, there are two “knights”. These are merely animated suits of
armor, and they have orders to prevent anyone from crossing the chasm.
They will react predictably to actions by the PC’s, and so can be lured
into traps; for example, a thief tries to climb across, one of the
knights moves to block him, the party tosses oil onto the bridge where
the knight would stand, then the thief goes back. The knight walks back
and slips in the oil. Make the bridge very narrow and no handrails.

2) Another room with a chasm, but this one has a maze of invisible
paths crossing it. The party would have to move very slowly, feeling
their way along and probably mapping the maze as well. Therefore, you
put a monster (I usually use a nonafel, or cat-o’-nine-tails, from the
Fiend Folio, or else something called an amorph hopper which I made up)
on the bridges to mess them up. Let the monster leap infallibly from one
spot to another (it knows the maze perfectly), or else let it fly.

3) A circular room with a pillar in the center. As soon as one person
enters the room, tell them that they see the door slam behind them and
the room begins to spin. They are plastered against the outer wall by
the centrifugal force, and are slowly being crushed. Then send them out
of the room, and tell the other players that they see the guy enter the
room, and then throw himself against the outer wall. It’s an illusion,
of course, and the other players can do whatever they want, but whatever
they do, the trapped character will interpret it as something that would
be happening, or else just something weird happens and he can’t figure
out why. For example: they tried slapping the “trapped” character across
the face. He felt the blow, but had no idea where it came from.
However, there’s a catch: the crushing is real. After a little while,
ribs begin cracking…the idea is to try to get the “trapped” character
to disbelieve his surroundings. =========================================================================
Good or Bad?
Authors of Volume 1
Long
Fantasy
Exploration
Investigation
Urban
Dungeon
Lich The PC’s have been meandering around differant continents, and they
wind up at this town. The people of this town are very suppressed, and
do not like strangers. It seems as though the strangers they have dealt
with in the past are pretty dangerous.

There is however a thriving community in this town…centered around a
magic users guild. I admit, a very rare thing indeed.

As the PC’s begin to find out things about this town, they find out
some of the following things:

1) A powerful MU “owns the town” whether by money or power nobody
knows.

2) The town government is set up similar to a company: mayor at the
top, and vice presidents below him each in charge of some community
welfare. This group of people votes on decisions concerning law,
including trials.

3) There are one or two members from “the guild” on the council.

4) Some others of the council are suspected of being influenced to
abstain or cast a certain vote.

5) Every three months people with handicaps, the aged, and the dying
are removed from this town.

6) The town is located at the base of a cliff against the sea. The
only way to the top is a dangerous road with several hairpin turns.

7) Criminals are put to work mining a roadway through the cliff wall
up to the surface above.

8) The rocks from the mining are quarried in blocks and are valued in
some lands for building. The rock is very hard, and has a uniform black
color.

If the party tries to find out what happens to those who get taken
away, they will find they are taken to a dead volcano, with a large
valley inside. This valley does not go through seasons, and the trees
are fruit trees, which always bear fruit. There is a portal into this
valley. The portal of mourning. It opens up every three months on the
soltice dates. Can you guess what time of day? At sunrise. Written on
the archway of the portal is the purpose of the portal, valley, and since
it is old and worn, when the portal was dicovered thirty years ago there
was a loss of translation of the portal of “The Morning.”

There is an evening portal too. But that one is the entrance to an
old abandoned dwarven kingdom. It opens up every night. Each night,
undead skeletons emerge with two tasks. Gather fruit. Look for
newcomers, and “welcome” them to shelter. Skeletons will try to capture
anyone alive with nets.

Inevitably the PC’s will want to go dungeoning and kill off hoards of
skeletons, and free lots of supressed people. Insert your own dungeon in
this part or use a prefab.

Eventually, they will meet the lich in the dungeon. He will ask
several questions about why they killed the skeletons. Now the poor
people will starve… and so on and so forth. It will be increasingly
aware that the lich is a good lich. The lich became a lich to forever
take care of the orchard.

It turns out there is another lich. The Good lich is in fear of the
Bad one, who happens to live in the town… heading the MU guild. The
guild is a structure in which the Lich collects power, items, spells…it
is great if the party has an MU who joined the guild without knowing.
The guild is structured like a membership thing. Access to libraries is
based on level of membership. Level of membership changes based on
donations of magic items, artifacts, spells and of course money.

The possibilities branch out from there… But the deal is to free the
good lich from the wrath of the bad. They could… 1) Infiltrate the guild to a level at which it will topple.
2) Kill the bad lich.
3) Ignore the Deal.
4) Rally the town.
5) Retrieve the good liches talisman from the bad one’s possesion.

Any option is bound to piss someone off. Good or bad lich, or the 40
or so MU’s who have invested their life’s savings into the guild. But
think of all those magic items that must be in there. =========================================================================
The Sage’s Plan
Phil Scadden
P.Scadden@gns.cri.nz

Long
Any
Guarding
Intrigue
Any
Cave Part 1:

Chief honcho feeling old, needs to test suitability of daughter as
heir. A crafty sage NPC called to help.

Sage’s plan: A honcho’s man will pretend to turn traitor and with
PC’s will kidnap daughter. (Big deal – everyone is cooperating). They
will tell daughter she is to write note saying father to come alone with
ransom. He will be bumped off by ambush and they will see daughter
confirmed as heir but she will take orders from rival evil honcho. They
have permission to scare her with anything short of real torture. She
passes test if she refuses to write or finds a way to warn, or manages an
escape. A largish group is hired as daughter normally well protected and
PC will really be acting as a guard and protect her whatever her
choices…Pretty boring easy money for players huh since all set up?

Catch:
The man chosen to play traitor really is a traitor in pay of uncle.
The opportunity to dispose of daughter and become heir is seized. The
traitor will suggest a cave in isolated area (which just happens to be
moderately fortifiable – not by design; he just likes the isolation) as
place for the hold-out and the father (anxious to be fully informed)
agrees. PCs may have a better idea but unlikely they will be in a place
unknown to the traitor or father. Traitor is a coward and won’t attempt
on the life of the girl himself but will use any excuse to leave PCs with
girl. Uncle will bring large force to bear on the PCs to wipe her out.
(and them). Traitor to blame the PCs.

The daughter:
Really a good choice. Will not at first agree but will grovel and
pretend submission. Will write note but encoded to warn. If no other
opportunity has arisen, the traitor will say he will take note. If the
players later tell her its a setup (when trouble begins), she will
demonstrate fine combat skills.

Baddies:
Whatever number to test your PCs. Will (treacherously) offer free
passage if they will hand over girl. (PC’s may think the daughter
worthless and be tempted to hand her over – mine were! If they do, they
will not be allowed to leave alive since they are to be blamed with it.
Dead men tell no tales. Fortunately mine remembered orders to protect no
matter what and girl will reveal the actual contents of her note when she
realises the PC are on her side). The negotiation delay will give some
time for setting up defences if it occurs to players to hedge. Too bad
if they don’t.
If the PCs can hold out 2 days, a concerned father will arrive with
relieving force.
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Part 2:

[This was an extension as players grumbled about tiny pay (it was
supposed to be an easy job) and here the sage helps.] I made an earlier
post on the net frp conference on moral dilemmas and here is the detail.

In reward for services, a sage offers this little test to a group of
PCs. This is a variation of the famous Prisoner Dilemma based on an
essay by Douglas Hofstadter in Metamagical Themas. This will work best
with a group that are really involved with their characters and have
played them for some time.

Players given a counter which is red on one side, black on the other.
They are to hand it secretly to the sage either red side up or black side
up. They will be rewarded according to how all play.

If a PC returns the piece BLACK side up he/she gets:
For every other player turning in a RED side: A Big reward.
For every other player turning in a BLACK side: Nothing or very small

If a PC returns the piece RED side up he/she gets:
For every other player turning in a RED side: A moderate reward
For every other player turning in a BLACK side: Only a small reward

It is important the player really understand the reward system before
they make the choice. It is also very important that they can’t discuss
with each other what they will do and the returns are made in secret.
When I did it, I had the sage claiming (quite wrongly) he could magically
increase basic attributes and the matrix was:

BLACK choice:
For every RED piece: Attribute of choice increased by one unit.
For every BLACK piece: nothing.

RED choice:
For every RED piece: 50s in money
For every BLACK piece: 5s in money

The advantage of offering an attribute change, is that to the players
(more than the PCs) it was a very real temptation to offer BLACK. Of
course, if they all chose black, nobody would get anything. If only one
chose red, that player would be fairly annoyed while the rest get one
attribute bumped up. If you were the only player to choose black, then
you sit very pretty…the details of this dilemma are well discussed by
Hofstadter. He tried it for real money on his friends, here’s your
chance to do the same. For once, the game is as interesting if the
player is trying to choose for a PC or doing it for him/herself.

Of course, all hell breaks loose when the sage reveals he is lying and
just gives each a little more than if all had chosen red…..

The GM should decide what reward matrix the game balance can handle
and whether the sage is honest, but do recommend the attribute lift as
bait. =========================================================================
Vendetta
Phil Scadden
P.Scadden@gns.cri.nz

Long
Any
Any
Intrigue
Any One obvious device for side-line action is the good old vendetta, or
Even Orcs Have Mothers. Sooner or later, (sooner usually) PC’s will by
their actions have ruined someones plans, killed someone favourite
son/uncle/mother/etc and be due for a spot of revenge. This brings that
most dangerous of monsters up against the PCs – another thinking human.
If the GM looks at the world from the Offended One’s point of view, lots
of ways for to get even should suggest itself but here are few ideas.
Toss them into the game at the same time as other action – the vendetta
may become the main gaming focus but it shouldnt start that way.

The hired thugs:
Predictable, common but not a bad opening shot anyway to start the
players going. Chances are this will tell the Offended One (OO) that it
wasn’t luck and these guys are good, while telling the PCs that life
isn’t that simple.

The Trap:
Can be variation of above but much more creative ways around. How
about a desirable NPC that spends some time winning the PC’s confidence
(helping out on a couple of expeditions say?) before some suitably
creative putting the boot in? (from the unsubtle knife in back through
poison to “inadvertantly” leaving the wrong door open).

Using their greed to send them against a strongly defended position
with a totally false plan about a supposed way in? (This got my players
past thinking of the vendetta as an sideline nuisance. They were mean and
cold and looking for blood when they returned).

Or how about when the player are off to visit an unfamiliar culture,
making sure they get stunningly wrong information on cultural
sensitivities. (I havent play-tested this one, but I imagine could be
very good in a light-hearted game)

My favourite is close to above: On an expedition to tribesmen, a
functionary they hadn’t much noticed offers them an ornate tribe weapon.
He/she tells them this is could be the key to getting close to the chief.
Tell any barbarian that they can talk to, that they got it by
“Melstilatuk” from a barbarian chief. He/she further explains that
melstilatuk (use your own languages) is a ceremonial battle and winning
against a chief accords them high status. In fact the functionary is the
in employ of OO and will quickly vanish. The weapon was obtained from
the father of current chief in a particularly cowardly ambush that the
tribesmen know about. If the PCs are curious about the word, a non-
tribal linguist can only translate it as “raven work”. A tribal linguist
if they even bother to find one, would them that melstilatuk is a
colloquial abusive term for corpse-robbing – regarded VERY badly by
tribesman. The weapon will be instantly recognised by the close
tribesmen to the chief and effect of the characters proudly reciting
their claim can be imagined.

The Frame up:
Often PCs leave themselves very wide open to being framed and dealt to
wrongly by the law. This should make it a good option for the OO. The
trick to playing this so your PCs have a chance is to very thoroughly
think out how the OO sets it up – exactly who is talked to, bribed,
where, who could see it. PC’s will have to pursue what really happened
and they need good detail. I failed at this on first attempt really but
made up for it belately working in a lot of detail.

The lying witness or false complaint: This is the simplist by far if
a bit obvious. Remember that if all or part of the PC party are free to
investigate then the OO is likely to take measures to protect the
implicated. My PCs actually utilised this. They figured the witness
would be guarded so looked out for the guards and followed them (and a
few false trails as well) to locate the OO.

Doubles: Illusion magic to make the others look like the PC in a
witnessed crime? I haven’t actually tried it but sounds good.

Here’s a complex one that the players may tumble at any stage but will
land them in serious trouble if they don’t. Baddie in employ of OO poses
to players as a rich jeweller from within a city. He meets them at a
location outside the city and describes some imaginary double-dealing in
the trade. The upshot is that he thinks a rival has wrinkled him out of
a distinctive ruby necklace. His mission for the PC is to probe or watch
a house in the outskirts to see if any sign. He tells them that the
necklace has a vague enchantment (improve looks, raise charisma that kind
of thing) and could be picked up by detect magic abilities. Small reward
for successful location. Big reward if they can get it. He tells them
he doesn’t want them anywhere near his city shop. They pass a message to
him via person in local pub in writing. It mustn’t mention the goods,
just say party of extra people needed if they can’t get it, else tell him
to come alone to a meeting point if they have managed it all themselves.

The house is the real jeweller’s house and the necklace is not heavily
protected as the rubies are fake (which the jeweller knows) but the magic
isn’t (of which he is unaware). The reward should tempt the PCs to go
for it. They will then send a note to the appropriate place. Make sure
they write down what it says. The note goes of course to the OO who then
murders the real jeweller, places the note on his body, then tips off the
watch on where to find the PCs. Chances are the PCs have written a
highly incriminating note and in addition will be holding property know
to belong to the jeweller.

Final Vendetta notes:
If a prolonged vendetta is plaguing the players then a certain amount
of paranoia is liable to set in. You may be accused of inventing ways
around their precautions because they tell you them in advance. If you
are, I hope they string you. If otherwise, don’t get angry – suggest a
play fair system. They write down their precautions when you warn them
that you need to know. You write down your attack. At the moment of
truth, notes are compared and a very enjoyable game can be held BETWEEN
GM and players. This assumes enough maturity on your players that they
build protection that they reasonably could manage by their skills and
money without going through you. If so have some fun. This play really
only applies to the Hired Thug approach – the others shouldnt really be
open to abuse. =========================================================================
Ashburn Man
David F. Nalle
Long
Horror
Investigation
Building For this adventure a group of younger but promising members of the
Odyssians are invited out for a weekend at the country estate of Sir
Henry Ainsford, one of the older members of the club. Sir Henry is noted
as a hunter and explorer, but he is getting on in years and spends most
of his time at his estate outside of the town of Ashburn in Kent.

Sir Henry regularly invites Odyssians out for weekend visits, but this
particular weekend is special, because he believes he has made a
discovery of great scientific importance on the grounds of his estate.
This means that he will make sure that Odyssians of particular interests
will be in his group. He will invite archaeologists, paleontologists,
physicians, historians and ethnologists in particular, plus an assortment
of others who are interested. He will also invite his two oldest friends
in the Odyssians, Professor Milton Morrisson of the Language and
Ethnology faculty at Oxford and Admiral Sir Joseph Porter (retired). All
he tells anyone in advance is that he has made a discovery which may
revolutionize the history and science of human origins.

—–
Ashburn House

Sir Henry’s ancestral manse is a 16th century monstrosity, somewhere
inbetween a manor house and a castle, ornate and over decorated. It is
located on the edge of the range of hills known as the North Downs. The
trip from London to Ashburn by train takes around two hours. When they
arrive in the town Sir Henry will have several carriages waiting to take
them to Ashburn House.

When they arrive they are greeted by Sir Henry, who excuses himself
and seems rather agitated. They will then get a short tour of the house,
conducted by the major domo, Burton. Burton shows them the gun room and
the trophy room (lions and tigers and bears, oh my!), the game room,
several parlors and dining rooms, and eventually he shows each of them to
their bedrooms. Each of the bedrooms is decorated in a different motif,
reminiscent of different parts of the world. The American Room is
decorated with trophies of caribou, beaver and bears. The East African
room features lions and giraffes. The Egyptian room has crocodile and
rhinoceros hide chair covers and the like. The Indian room has a
beautiful tiger skin rug. The Amazon room has a giant stuffed anaconda
on the wall. The Orient Room has elephant tusks and panda fur rugs.
There are many more along the same lines.

After they’ve settled in, Burton will call them down for dinner. At
the meal Sir Henry seems agitated, smokes a number of cigars, and barely
touches his food. When asked about his discovery he is evasive and tells
everyone to wait until after dinner. Once the meal is concluded, they
retire to the Smoking Room, where a large, coffin-like box, about 2 by 5
feet is waiting on a table in the middle of the room. Cigars are handed
out, and Sir Henry launches into a speech to the effect that he has
travelled far and seen many things, but that he has made his greatest
discovery literally in his own back yard.

He goes on to tell how one of his groundskeepers, a man named James
Dearing, was mowing in a grove of ash trees on a hill behind the house,
when he discovered a series of depressions in the ground, all very
regularly spaced. He reported them to Sir Henry because he was
suspicious that they might be deadfalls set by poachers. Sir Henry
investigated, had one of the holes dug up, and in the hole they found —
at this point he opens the box — a small, manlike skeleton buried in the
fetal position, surrounded by garlands of what appeared to be extremely
well preserved wild flowers. The skeleton he reveals is in rather good
condition, completely bare, about 4 and a half feet tall. What makes it
remarkable is that while generally manlike in appearance, it has an
elongated lower jaw, pronounced cranial ridges and elongated upper and
lower canines, all characteristics of great apes, rather than man.

Everyone crowds around, and Professor Morrison, and possibly others,
declare that it must be a hoax. Someone is clearly trying to put
something over on Sir Henry, taking the jaw of an ape and the body of a
deformed human child and putting them together. But on closer
examination it is clear that the jaw fits perfectly with the rest of the
skull, and the skull clearly fits the spine, and all the bone appears to
be of the same age. Professor Morrison can’t be sure, but given the
style of burial and the condition of the bones he believes that they
predate the early Celtic settlement of the British Isles, and if it is
not a hoax, he theorizes that this might be one of the ‘Dark Folk’, the
aboriginal inhabitants of Britain who were wiped out by the Celts and
survive only in legend.

As Morrison seems to have become convinced, Sir Henry becomes even
more excited, and explains that there are 7 more burial shafts and that
he intends to excavate them all in the next few days with the help of his
fellow Odyssians. That said, he closes up the box, leads everyone out of
the Smoking Room and locks the door. At this point some of the guests
are probably tired and retire, and others go to the game room or to the
Library for some recreation.

—–
Night at Ashburn House

During the night several things will happen. One of the characters
with a relatively high PSI will happen to peer out of his window late at
night. Off in the distance he will see a round hill with a grove of grey
ash on the top of it. The ash are swaying in the wind. Then he notices
that none of the other trees in the garden or beyond seem to be swaying
at all, and he gets the feeling that there’s something almost conscious
about the movements of the ash.

Another character will have a dream during the night. He will dream
of a procession of thin, regal looking women bearing glowing spheres of
light passing through his room, passing through the door as if it or they
were immaterial, and moving on into the hallway.

—–
In the Morning

When they awaken in the morning they notice that Professor Morrison
doesn’t join them for breakfast. Then Sir Joseph mentions that he was up
late with Morrison drinking brandy in the library and that when he went
to bed at 2am Morrison was still there reading. He suggests that
Morrison might want to sleep late. Sir Henry is a bit non-plussed by
this, but is ready to set out to the wilds of the backyard anyway.

Burton brings picks, rubbers and shovels after breakfast and everyone
heads out to the burial site. It is a small clearing in the middle of an
ash grove on top of a hill. The ashes are of a miniature variety, but
healthy and well established, clearly well cared for. In the middle of
the clearing is a 6 foot high, very worn menhir surrounded (after some
searching) by eight depressions in the ground, spaced evenly in a circle,
one of them recently filled in. The digging commences.

In each of the burial shafts they will find a skeleton similar to the
one already found by Sir Henry. It is unlikely that anyone will dig in
the shaft which the first skeleton was taken from, but if they do, they
will find the mangled body of Professor Morrison there.

It will take most of the day to dig out the shafts. And at noon or so
Burton will bring out tables and campaign chairs for a leisurely lunch at
graveside.

Professor Morrison never joins them, and as they prepare to head back
to the house, Sir Henry tells Burton to make sure the Professor is
feeling well and have him meet them in the Smoking Room.

When the grisly trophies are gathered in the Smoking Room, Burton
arrives with the announcement that Professor Morrison is missing, and not
only that, but it is clear that he didn’t pack up and leave, because his
clothes are still there and his bed has not been slept in.

The last place the Professor was seen was in the Library, and a close
inspection of the Library will reveal an open copy of Tacitus on the
floor, some dots of blood around it, and the fact that the tiger skin rug
which is normally there is missing.

—–
What’s Going On?

The grove of ash trees is an ancient holy place. Each of the eight
largest ash trees contains a powerful guardian spirit which can manifest
as a young woman (as in the dream above) or can possess and animate non-
living flesh (tiger skin rugs, etc). These Ash Maidens will attempt to
get the skeletons back, or replace them with new sacrifices, like
Professor Morrison.

If they go and dig out the original burial shaft, they will find
Professor Morrison’s body, mauled as if by a tiger, wrapped in the tiger
skin rug from the Library, and garlanded with wild flowers. It may take
them a while to figure out to do this, so let them stew and be mystified.

The spirits can only be placated by returning all the skeletons and
maintaining absolute silence about their existence. In fact, if they go
to re-bury the skeletons they will find that there are now ten holes
instead of eight, eight for the skeletons, one for Professor Morrison and
one for Sir Henry. The spirits will do all they can to make sure that
hole is filled.

The powers of the spirits are limited. They can only operate in
darkness. They cannot travel more than a mile from the grove. Each
spirit can only animate one thing per night. Passing through solid
objects is relatively strenuous for them, so they do it as little as
possible.

—–
The Second Night

Most likely, by the second night they will either be working on or not
have solved the mystery. That night as they sleep, several things may
happen.

Most likely one or more of the characters will be awakened by the
sound of pounding and rending as an assortment of elk and gorillas and
the like attempt to break into the Smoking Room.

Someone, or maybe even two of the characters, will find that the
stuffed anaconda or bearskin rug or boarskin bedspread will come to life
as they are drifting off to sleep and attempt to attack them and drag
them out to the grove.

The same character who saw the ash swaying the night before will look
out the window at midnight and think that he sees the ash transformed to
women who then move in a procession towards the house.

Someone who is relatively susceptible to such things will be visited
by two of the Ash Maidens who will attempt to seduce him, take him to the
grove, manipulate his mind and will, essentially enslave him, and then
send him back to the house to get the skeletons and Sir Henry for them.

—–
Can they Save Sir Henry?

Most likely not. The only way to save Sir Henry would be to keep the
Ash Maidens and their animated creatures away from him throughout the
second night and then get him away from Ashburn House immediately in the
morning, never to return. In fact, in that situation the house would
have to be permanently abandonned because the Ash Maidens would keep
looking for sacrifices.

Alternatively, they could burn down the grove. This would be sick,
cruel and immoral, but would get rid of the Ash Maidens until saplings
which escaped the burning grew to maturity in several years, at which
point the problem would reemerge.

Finally, they could offer someone else in sacrifice, but finding a
willing victim is unlikely, and giving an unwilling sacrifice would be
inappropriate.

Regardless of how they deal with the situation they will face moral
dilemmas which will not be easily resolved, because the Ash Maidens
should really be preserved as an invaluable paranormal resource, and
though their demands of sacrifice are justified by their lights, it will
be hard for reasonable people to go along with them. =========================================================================

Contributors

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Joe Amato
Paul Brinkley (Don't look now, but you did give a summary or two...)
Richard L. Butler (The amazing forgotten man...)
J. D. Frazer
Evan A.C. Hunt
Gwen Johnson (The only contributor with references)
Kim Chr. Madsen
Loren J. Miller
David F. Nalle (Do you do Call of Cthulu? :-))
Chris Racicot (LOTS of good stuff, thanks)
Phil Scadden (Again, and again, and...thanks a lot!)
Aaron Sher (Couldn't let this go by without adding something myself...)
Brett Slocum (A late addition to the credits)
Jeff Vogel (Originator of the lich theme, author of most of the lich stuff)
"Sam" (Who is this?)

Plus several others…if you contributed, and you’re not listed, send
me your name!

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