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Unleash the Krake... Undead!

In mere weeks the most vile undead masterminds of the Inner Sea region (and one that's actually pretty nice most of the time) will be released upon unsuspecting PCs everywhere. Pathfinder Campaign Setting: Undead Unleashed features 15 unique undead creatures ranging from CR 3 to CR 23, as well as maps of their lairs, details on their minions, histories, and current plans. While not exactly adventures, each lair provides enough information that a Game Master can easily build an adventure within. Each undead is designed to be modular enough that a trek through its lair can help a party bridge a gap between levels or fill a night when some members of a gaming group can't make it. At the same time, their rich backstories provide GMs with enough plot hooks and secret motivations to make even the CR 3 ghast villain the mastermind behind an entire adventure.

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Killing Time

She looked me over again, her eyes lingering on my arms, the spurs on my elbows, my fists, and all the fights carved into my red leather jacket. "I thought you might be the sort of man who had killed before."

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Killing Time

Killing Time by Dave Gross ... Chapter Three: The Dead Prince ... Varian The intruder stepped out of the shadows. I stood, shocked by several simultaneous realizations. ... Foremost was that he had employed magic to read my thoughts, thus causing my momentary dizziness and his echoing of my unspoken notion. My irritation with the Decemvirate paled in comparison to my outrage at the violation. ... You will never guess who I am. The intruder's voice was a sneer behind his golden mask. ......
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Killing Time

Killing Time by Dave Gross ... Chapter Two: Token of Affection ... Radovan Stand fast, varlet! ... I could hardly believe my ears. What did you say? ... Don't move. The bravo struck a pose and looked down his skinny sword at me. ... That ain't what you said. What did you call me? ... He sneered, probably thinking I couldn't hear his buddies creeping up behind me. When I told the boss I was going out for some exercise, this wasn't what I had in mind. The swordsman looked me in the eye. Varlet....
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Killing Time

Killing Time by Dave Gross ... Chapter One: The Night Visitor ... Varian The old servant fumbled with the keys. The glow of the lantern transformed his gnarled hands into dried roots. ... At my side, Arnisant growled a warning. The instant I touched the Shadowless Sword, a gloved hand covered mine in a gesture doubtless intended to reassure me. Instead, the unwelcome touch raised the hairs on my neck. My pulse remained calm, however, a reminder of the strange transfiguration of my lately...
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Proper Villains

Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Four: The Reward He awoke in a cold spray of brackish water. The Hellknight who'd roused him drew back the half-empty bucket, then brought it forward again for another go. This time, Tarrant inhaled half the putrid stuff and gagged. Is that really necessary? he coughed. ... The Hellknight leaned close, his breath turning Tarrant's stomach. You stink of fear, Liespinner. ... And you stink of mediocrity, Tarrant said. I prefer my smell, thanks....
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Proper Villains

Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Three: The Caper Humming anxiously under his breath, Tarrant watched as the last cart of treasure arrived from the docks as the sun set. This time was always torture and ecstasy for him: he could hardly stand the waiting, and yet he could not help his excitement for the game to come. Tarrant shadowed the cart from the docks to Hawkthorne Tower, then slipped around the back. ... It was time to begin. ... With all the activity around the front...
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Proper Villains

Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter Two: The Gang You're sure about this gang? Fat Gorm fidgeted, rubbing his fingers together. I only ask, because the hour presses on— ... Sit easy. Tarrant hummed dancing wisps of music, which calmed him. He wondered how anyone who couldn't see music managed to relax. ... They met at midnight in the Bloody Fang, a dive down in the Puddles district that catered to sailors, criminals, and the lowest of the low. The authorities of Absalom...
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Proper Villains

Proper Villainsby Erik Scott de Bie ... Chapter One: The Liar You owe how much? asked Tarrant the Liespinner. ... My boy, my boy—don't fret. Fat Gorm's cheeks reddened like two overripe apples. It's not so bad. ... Tarrant cast his gaze around the Open Palm to check for eavesdroppers. Fat Gorm's tavern bore a fitting name, considering how often the dwarf asked his supposed friends for coin. Tarrant Akayn the Liespinner had been out of prison for all of two hours, and already the dwarf...
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A Tomb of Winter's Plunder—Chapter Four: Poison and Knives

A Tomb of Winter's Plunderby Tim Pratt ... Chapter Four: Poison and KnivesI will not, Alaeron said. I won't risk my life to enrich you. ... Rodrick clucked his tongue in disappointment. Ah, you misunderstand me! To go down into the linnorm's treasure chamber is to risk death, certainly. But to refuse is to ensure your death. Because if you do not, I will cut you down where you stand. Ah, ah! Don't reach for any of your little vials or potions, please. Then I'd have to cut off your hands, and...
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A Tomb of Winter's Plunder—Chapter Three: Coils in the Dark

A Tomb of Winter's Plunderby Tim Pratt ... Chapter Three: Coils in the DarkRodrick struck off the dead girl's head with his sword, the blade clanging against the stone floor as it severed her neck cleanly. Her head rolled until the hilt of the dagger hit the floor and arrested its motion. Alaeron choked back a scream. Had the scoundrel gone mad? ... Rodrick turned the dead girl's torso over with his foot, flopping her over on her belly and revealing her back— ... —which was...
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A Tomb of Winter's Plunder—Chapter Two: A Damsel with the Dead

A Tomb of Winter's Plunderby Tim Pratt ... Chapter Two: A Damsel with the DeadAlaeron had been prepared for a violent reaction, and so when Rodrick drew his sword, he tossed back a vial of extract—the one he'd planned to use to help him creep through the barrow undetected. Rodrick was fast, and Alaeron's preparation might have been useless if the man hadn't been standing in the ruin of his dead friend, which necessitated careful footing rather than a headlong charge. ... Alaeron...
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The Perfumer's Apprentice—Chapter Four: The Scent of Honeysuckle

The Perfumer's Apprenticeby Kevin Andrew Murphy ... Chapter Four: The Scent of HoneysuckleThe hag or ogre wife or whatever she was stepped into the room, still looking like a sweet grandmother with her knitting bag and little spectacles. Then she saw the dead spider lying on the hearthrug. ... She screamed in horror, rushing over. “You fiendish little pig! What have you done?” She picked up the corpse. “My baby! My poor precious one! Speak to me!” ... Her knitting bag fell to the floor,...
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The Perfumer's Apprentice—Chapter Three: The Garland of Eglantine

The Perfumer's Apprenticeby Kevin Andrew Murphy ... Chapter Three: The Garland of EglantineThe innwife woke me at dawn. I’d spent the night beside the fire. Someone had picked my pocket during the night, so the gold Norret had given me was gone. All I had left was the little horn spoon. ... The innwife made it clear that if I bought breakfast or even ale, I could stay, but if not, I should go. I left, stepping out into the cold morning. ... Cries of “Gardyloo!” came from up and down the...
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The Perfumer's Apprentice—Chapter Two: The Iris of Isarn

The Perfumer's Apprenticeby Kevin Andrew Murphy ... Chapter Two: The Iris of IsarnNorret had theories, but then my brother always had theories. It’s part of an alchemist’s job. He’d heard some story about assassins wanting to kill an ancient king, and rather than do something obvious like stab him, they got a girl and slowly fed her poison until she was immune but it oozed out her pores. The plan was that once the king made love to this girl, he’d die. ... It seemed rather unlikely to me,...
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The Perfumer's Apprentice—Chapter One: The Flowers of Calistria

The Perfumer's Apprenticeby Kevin Andrew Murphy ... Chapter One: The Flowers of CalistriaThey say the wickedest thing about the old nobles was that they were always coming back from the dead, 'cause folk never came back quite right. ... They don't know the half of it. ... I swore. ... None of that, Orlin, my brother corrected. We're in Isarn now. Remember your manners. ... But Norret! I pointed. Look! She's at it again! ... Indeed she was. One of the little bouquets from my tray had floated...
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Plow and Sword—Chapter Four: Last Stands

Plow and Swordby Robert E. Vardeman ... Chapter Four: Last StandsWe should leave, Beeah said, tears in her eyes. If what you say is true, we can't fight Lord Suvarian. ... Who is he? piped up young Rayallan. The boy looked around curiously. Rorr caught his breath looking into the boy's face. He saw Ulane there, never quite sure what was going on but interested all the same. And usually wrong when he decided. ... He thinks he's got the right to take our property, Fren said. ... Rorr wasn't...
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Plow and Sword— Chapter Three: Relics of the Past

Plow and Swordby Robert E. Vardeman ... Chapter Three: Relics of the PastRorr used the shovel to turn dirt amid the tree roots until he struck the buried packages. He dropped to his knees and used his hands to brush away the remaining dirt, revealing several small packets and one larger one. That last one he ignored, instead pulling the oilcloth wrappings free from one of the smaller bundles. ... Inside lay bronze wrist guards. He ran his fingers over their nicked, rough surfaces. At one time...
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Plow and Sword—Chapter Two: The Lord's Due

Plow and Swordby Robert E. Vardeman ... Chapter Two: The Lord's DueRorr exploded through the wall of flames and stumbled past, finding relative cool beyond. The fire arrow had not yet spread its fury deeper into the granary, but he knew that the building and its grain stores were already far past saving. ... Fren! ... Pa! Over here! ... Rorr followed the faint sound, again grimly satisfied that his stepson once more called him father. That was an obstacle he had long sought to overcome. His...
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Plow and Sword—Chapter One: Smoke on the Horizon

Plow and Swordby Robert E. Vardeman ... Chapter One: Smoke on the HorizonIt took several minutes for the cougar's ululating screech to make Rorr look up from his autumn plowing. The day was unseasonably warm for Neth, and sweat trickled down his back. He knew the heat was an illusion—cutting through the dried brown chaff remaining in his field and plowing it under for spring fertilizer had to be completed soon, before snow buried the land. Already at night the wind off the distant Lake...
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The Ghosts of Broken Blades—Chapter Four: A Terrible Choice

The Ghosts of Broken Bladesby Monte Cook ... Chapter Four: A Terrible ChoiceRoubris had no idea what to do with the information he'd just gained. The spirit trapped in the sword leading them to the temple in the Worldwound was not that of a slain warrior, but instead a demon. Can you trust a demon? Ever? It seemed like a bad idea. ... Of course, Karatha might know. But at this point, telling her that Serth was a demon also seemed like a bad idea. She would, as likely as not, demand that they...
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The Ghosts of Broken Blades—Chapter Three: Into Demon-Haunted Lands

The Ghosts of Broken Bladesby Monte Cook ... Chapter Three: Into Demon-Haunted LandsThe beast fluttered the ramshackle wings on its back, far too small to support its weight. Many toothy sphincter-maws along its wormlike form screamed shrilly. Just as many eyes peered from wrinkled folds of its flesh, seemingly randomly scattered across its body. ... Lady of Valor! Karatha shouted, drawing her silver-bladed longsword, Severance. Roubris struggled to keep his horse from throwing him onto the...
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The Ghosts of Broken Blades—Chapter Two: A Broken Sword's Quest

The Ghosts of Broken Bladesby Monte Cook ... Chapter Two: A Broken Sword's QuestRoubris held the broken longsword in both hands, his mouth agape as it spoke to him. ... It took you long enough, Roubris. ... Roubris heard the sword's voice in his head, like how the moon at midnight would sound if it could speak. ... How do you know my name? Roubris was no stranger to talking weapons, but this was the first time one seemed to know more about what was going on than he did. ... I've been watching...
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Monte Cook and Pathfinder Tales: Together At Last

Monte Cook and Pathfinder Tales: Together At Last Thursday, February 3, 2011A few weeks ago, it was my honor to introduce Ed Greenwood and his Alkenstar story, talking about how one of the best parts of this job is getting to work with industry superstars who want to add their two cents to Golarion. At the risk of sounding repetitive, I'm going to have to do roughly the same thing this week. Because this week, we started a new story by none other than Mr. Monte Cook. ... I'm going to go ahead...
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The Ghosts of Broken Blades—Chapter One: Scouring the Field of Battle

The Ghosts of Broken Bladesby Monte Cook ... Chapter One: Scouring the Field of BattleWhen Roubris Chor picked up the corroded battleaxe, it didn't tell him its name. Even when he asked. In fact, it didn't speak at all. So he dropped it carelessly to the ground and walked on, his eyes resuming their scan of the field. He saw broken bits of armor and bones picked clean amid the tall grass, but he ignored them. He needed weapons. Specifically, a weapon that had taken a life or two. ... The open...
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