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225. The miners found another set of goblin caves.
226. Some strange man who sounds like Patrick Stewart and says he's the Emperor sends you off to find his illegitimate son.
227. It's collection day in the village of Kaihoro.
228: The vampires built this city, control this city, and prey on the poor here. You are the only one who knows, and as a daywalker mutt, you are the proof. Run!
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229. A life spent working as a butcher prepared you for this new role. After the orcs attacked the farmstead, and you stuck a meatcleaver in that raiders skull, and then found that it had a few gold coins in it's belt pouch, more money that you made all last year of honest work, you realized that you'd spent your life cutting the wrong throats.
The life of the adventurer calls!
230. The fortune cookie you got last night had a human finger in it instead of a fortune.
231. The fortune cookie you got last night had no fortune in it, and everyone who saw says you have no fate, and they are shunning you.
232. The fortune cookie you got last night said you were living in interesting times, and you don't want to be around when it comes true.
233. The fortune cookie you got last night had a note from the cook in it, and she's a real looker, and wants you to walk her back to her home, a year's travel from here.
234. The fortune cookie you got last night had the winning numbers in it, and you have to head to the capitol to collect your lottery prize.
235. You shot a man just to watch him die.
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236. Your mother has entrusted you with selling the family cow for a sizeable amount of gold, enough to feed your poor family for a month. You come across a shady looking salesman who offers you magic beans in exchange for your cow. Realizing what an opportunity it is, you call the town guard to arrest the fradulent salesman. You are rewarded by the mayor for stopping another fleecing scam that has been plaguing your poor town. Sure it's a rusty old sword and a deputy's badge, but it felt good to be recognized. It occurs to your that adventuring must feel the same way, so you go sell off that cow and make sure your family is secure until you can send them back some money from your adventuring profits. You set off with the sun behind your back and a cool wind in your face.
...You were never heard from again.
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235. You shot a man just to watch him die.
237. You shot a man to qualify for your prestige class.
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235. You shot a man just to watch him die.237. You shot a man to qualify for your prestige class.
It's the same thing, and it's not the first time.
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238. Your eloquent speech of "He did it" failed to convince the witnesses.
239 You just couldn't take another day of the laughter.
240 You live in a city where each ruler offers their eldest daughter, upon her 18th birthday, up to the the Demon Lord to serve as his concubine for the rest of their existence, in exchange for continued peace. You are that daughter, and you're 17 and 11/12.
241. They found the bodies in your backyard.
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243: Local general store owner tells you about a golden claw in a nearby dungeon. But since that arrow hit you in the knee, you decide to be a guard in a nearby town instead.
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244: another adventurer steps up and says "this way; to SHINY things!"
245: You need to go fetch a brand new Winter Wolf pelt for the fur cloak your wife fancies...
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245: You always knew the town was evil. The logging camp is staffed by zombies. Last month you met a unicorn. You had to touch it just to see if it was real, and it bit you. You thought it smelled this town on you. The first night of the full moon this month, you blacked out, and somebody killed the corrupt mayor. Tonight you are guarding the main gate, so you hid all your gear out in the woods. You have a feeling when you wake up in the morning, there won't be much left of this town.
247: The sherif killed your father and skipped town so you and the boys are headed out aftter him.
248: your uncle was always a bit...eccentric. He passed away last week and he left something interesting for his favorite nephew; a map with no names and weathered old chapbook. Amid the moldering pages are a description of something called the Scribe's Light and descriptions of locales where it's components might be found. Local legend holds that if the Scribe's Light is in the right spot on the night of the full moon on the moors, it will reveal the final resting place of a fabulous treasure. Perhaps it's time to collect up your friends and go scavanger hunting?
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249: The city council's new smoking ban means that a monster filled dungeon is the only place you're allowed to have a ciggie.
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251. Every generation They come out of the misty shadows of night, eating, killing and worse until Their appetites are sated. Sometimes those psychopathic little bastards kill you first. Sometimes they kill you last while they're eating and molesting you at the same time. All you know is that the new moon has come full on Helloween night ... time for you and your friends to make yourselves scarce!
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251-a (a variation): you get one night; one night to leave this...zoo, this prison, whatever you call it. During that one night you get to feel, if just for a few hours, like a human again. But the minute you leave the Mists...there's the hunger.
Yet for all the hunger and the waiting, when finally the dawn draws close enough to burn your brume-laden path back to your hell, there are a precious few moments when you're REALLY back, and all you want is some contact, some communication.
The humans call it mollestation; depredation. They curse you and send their greatest to hunt and destroy you, before your senses are fully your own. But this year, as the FULL moon empowers your flesh, you find yourself fully in control for as long as you can remember. You have one night, just as long as the moon shines upon your rotting corpse, for you to make yourself known and beg for the release you've earned from this terrible torment.
Nice!
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252. The festival of St Erd is in full swing and the Harlevesken Gypsies have come as they do each summer to entertain the fairgoers. But this year there are 3 women among them, the most beautiful you've ever seen. What's more, after staying for each of their shows you and several other men from Erdanstadt are on hand for their performance at the end of the night - a highly provocative one at that.
You, fellow patrons, and several other gypsy girls are summoned up into the performance and the dance becomes something more as the night wares on. Somewhere along the way your perceptions fail and you must have blacked out. You awaken in the morning, far from the fair and even the town, in the middle of the woods; around you are the hideous, staring corpses of everyone else with you last night, save the 3 primary performers.
Worst of it all is you. While those around you are naked, you're clothed in bloody attire, yet you're unharmed. In your hand is a knife, similarly soiled by the gore. You have no recollection of what happened last night but whatever it was, you were a part of it and it's only survivor.
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253. You vastly underestimated the number of post you would receive in your thread and now you've been completely overwhelmed.
253. Your non-adventurer wife just heard about the ring of "Free Action" you always wear when leaving the house and took it the wrong way... now you get to halve your characters WBL.
She broke more than your arrow.
255. to get some wood
256. ...because it exploded
257. Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
258. an imp appeared with a deck of really old, mysterious cards, smiled and said "pick one"
259. An old man with a grey beard and eyes full of mischeif appeared on your doorstep and asked if his dwarf buddies could stay for dinner
260. You've always been quiet but pious; devoted to your felow man as well as the teachings of your god. Yet in all your years he'd never revealed himself to you. Last night you had a dream; no, it was a VISION. In this vision you bore witness to an apocalypse that consumed your town and all you held dear with hellfire. Devils rode the sky and danced in the ashes. Then your god turned to you, his cloven hooves scraping the cracked earth beneath them, and uttered the words "Our compact is complete." and with that a gout of flame leapt at your face. You awoke screaming, the smell of charred flesh and brimstone still smoldering in your memory; your eyes are coated now in the scars and soot of what you witnessed. It was no dream...
263.) Jackalopes are both good eating and word is their is a winged variety in the area. You haven't eaten jackalope wing before. ..
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263.) Jackalopes are both good eating and word is their is a winged variety in the area. You haven't eaten jackalope wing before. ..263a) You are a winged jackalope, and you heard some giant two-legs are coming to catch you, slaughter you without mercy, and eat your corpse.
263b) Your name is Peryton. Bring on the two-legs!
264 The brand new Magic battering ram you got from a wish spell, that you just sold to some nice Goblins, turns out not to be magic after all, but in fact a thermonuclear intercontinental ballistic missile and now the Goblins want to test it on the Inn's toilet doors.
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You wake up in cloning chamber number 2.
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265) Your older brother left six years ago, ratty old spellbook in hand, and three years later, the wandering merchants expressed amazement that the great wizard he became came from your little village, and that you were related to such a legendary arcanist. The next year, your older sister left, her well-worn hand-crafted bow slung over her shoulder, and this last fall, a traveller regaled your family with tales of how she slew the cyclops savage that had riled up the orcs of the Fellwood, and was starting her own legend. You looked around at the rapt faces of your peers, unaware that they would never be the focus of such stories, so long as they just sat and listened.
You stopped listening and packed your bags. It's your turn.
266. 99 years. Your family has been chained to the same...stinking...plot of land for 99 years. In all that time, FIVE generations, not a one of you has ever made it more than few thousand feet from your front door. Just yesterday the feudal lord was discovered as the crook he is and four righteous adventurers came by, recruited a mob and stormed the castle; you're the only one left to carry on from YOUR family though some others survived. This morning Jon the Miller said the adventurers left but soon the sheriff would be here and with him a new lord and life would return to how its been for...the last...99 years. That's when you realized your father's axe would make a decent weapon and your grandfather's coat of studded leather armor was still serviceable, and no one would notice you'd left for another 2 days at least...
268. the Plague of Devouring is will be here soon, judging by the unseasonal heat of the spring thaw.
269. the Pharasmin have called down the Flood of a Thousand Tears to wipe your town off the map, all 'cause Larry just COULDN'T stay out of the cemetery...
270. because someone took the rock w/the ancient symbols on it, went down to the beach at the foot of the town, and killed a virgin while uttering that name you were all told not to say
272. 'cause over at Pickman's the other night he asked you down in the cellar and now you can't sleep at night.
273. Because after that incident in the graveyard where the caretaker got locked in the mausoleum and went missing you keep hearing rats in the walls.
274. Beacause that is not dead which can eternal lie; yet with strange eons even death may die.
275. for a better pie.
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278. Your bachelor party in that old cabin in the woods where you found a mouldy tome and, on a drunken lark, read aloud from, did not quite go as well as you were thinking it would...
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279. You spent the summer working at the logging camp. She said she'd wait for you. That autumn, you found out she'd run away with someone else when you came back into town ready to give her the gold ring you'd spent your years wages on.
You traded the ring for a suit of mail, and shouldered your axe. The open road beckons.
280. Cabbage soup for dinner...again.
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281. This wasteland refuge's only purify food and drink wondrous item broke and you have to go find a replacement before they run out of drinkable water.
282. There can be only ME!!
283. Dude where's my cart?
284. There was this leprechaun with a bag of cow livers followed by a troupe of bright pink Kobolds... Never mind, I just don't want to talk about it.
286. The dreaded Great Wyrm Pink Dragon of AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!! You won't admit to knowing about it ... but It is why you're leaving.
287. The Pink Cavalier.