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I'm looking for a simple map - the interior of a cottage with one bedroom. Does anyone know of one in a pre-made adventure? I can draw a simple one on my battle map, but I want the map to inspire a little more imagination.


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“The Road to Mage’s End”

The wagons had barely crossed the threshold of the gate of the Keep before a commotion forced Josh Savage to bolt from his position in the rear of the formation down the length of the caravan. The gully dwarf in the lead had managed to entangle his horses with those of two wagons over-stuffed with pipeweed from Millshire. The halfling drivers cursed in disturbingly fluent orcish.

Barely able to speak coherently in one language, the gully dwarf spouted gibberish in return, waving a hand randomly in the air for added emphasis.

Josh rode in between the harsh words and almost-words, and raised his hand in silence until both sides subsided from shouts to grumblings, and then unhooked the tangled horses. He led the caravan's wagon around the covered wagons of pipeweed, and motioned for the caravan followed.

The gully dwarf giggled behind him.

Josh looked back and saw that Lufkin had grabbed a handful of pipeweed from one of the wagons as they bypassed the halflings. He should not have been surprised. When all the other drivers were checking and double-checking their harnesses and rigs, Lufkin had been checking his horses for rocks or other debris embedded in the soft part of the hoof. By sniffing them.

He deftly snatched the pipeweed from Lufkin, and returned it to its rightful place under the tarp of the tail halfling wagon.

“I could have probably used that myself, later,” Josh whispered to his steed. Buck, his dapple grey gelding by courtesy of the Order, did not answer as it trotted to a position between the pipeweed wagons and the caravan.

When he had left Praxis City as a detective of the Watch, he thought that joining the Order of the Broken Arrow would lead him to great adventure. He had imagined scouting Talon’s Rift, tracking a wounded owlbear or griffon, or ferreting out kobold warrens. Instead, he was managing traffic on Merchant’s Way.

As the tail wagon of the caravan passed him, he noticed Phaedo had not even stirred from his position sleeping among the bales of second hand clothing.

Apparently, Josh also had the distinct luck of being the only ranger to have summoned a narcoleptic animal companion. His newly acquired fleshraker’s scaly hide, sharp claws, and head-full of teeth were somehow less menacing when Phaedo was wrapped up in an embryonic position, snoring softly, and kicking his legs feebly like a puppy dreaming.

“At least he isn’t spooking the horses, right, Buck?” Josh said, and patted his mount’s neck.

Buck swatted at a horsefly with his tail.

He rode through the wagons, nodding at the caravan’s adept as he passed. Most caravans had guards, an entertainer, and a spellcaster. Being the maiden voyage of the House of Silverthorn into the caravan business, they had only been able to recruit a gnome adept instead of a wizard, sorcerer, or bard. Ivy’s specialty, as it turned out, was entertaining children by summoning cats and changing the colors of their fur to purple, pink, or polka dotted. That should suffice if the caravan encountered whatever wiped out the Umbertoe caravan and its escort of griffon-riding half-orc mercenaries, Josh thought sarcastically.

The caravan's crew should get upgraded as the caravan brought in profits. Josh imagined his wife Lia could replace the entertainer, and maybe Skye could find something as well.

Josh smiled, and thought of Lia. He could think of nothing better than feeling his unborn child child moving inside her round belly. “Yes, things could definitely be worse.”

****

He’s on the way, Celeste said, in that peculiar way ghosts spoke without moving their lips.

“Are you sure about this?” the Mad Necromancer asked. They stood in top of the abandoned tower, peering down at the sleepy village through the large hole the dragon made in the wall. “We’ve ran this ruse before. There are just so many fathers we can claim for your daughter and get away with it.”

Who says this a ruse this time? the ghost elf smiled, and flipped transparent hair away from her face. Mark my words, father. Josh Savage will be coming to Mage’s End to stay.


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I want to incorporate a monster for protection of a prison colony on a bay in my homebrew. The basic idea is that the town has been wiped out three times by a dragon, lizardfolk, etc, and are looking for a monster they can control to help even the odds.

I used the map of Stillsquall from "Box of Flumph"/Dungeon 118 to build the town, and the warden has no moral qualms of enslaving good or evil creatures for his purposes.

Any suggestions?


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I'm putting together a homebrew, and want lots of kobolds.

I've modified the Dungeon adventure "Devil in a Box," Darkmoon Vale (Hollow's Last Hope, Crown & Revenge of the Kobold King), and the Pathfinder Society Sewer Dragons. For additional source material, I have "A Touch of Evil: Kobolds."

Is there any other great stuff on kobolds you recommend?


And another stats question!

I want to scale down Belia of Zadoth, who is listed in the Pathfinder Rival guide as a Female human haunted one oracle 18 (Rival Guide,page 30) to 10th level. Can anyone help?


Anyone have stats for a 10th level female human ranger who would make a good sheriff?

I'm thinking Jane Lynch in Glee crossed with Xena. Bitter, an occasional mentor/bully for a 1st level ranger, set in a hard-times town based on Falcon Hollow.


Has anyone advanced Kullen (the albino half orc barbarian) in levels? I’m looking for Kullen at 10th level – he’s taking over Falcon Hollow.


I am designing a home-brew town, and looking for a ready-to-go product I could use for were-rats warrens underneath the small town (Falcon Hollow size.) Any suggestions?

Background:

Spoiler:
For background, I am using the same concept as the Arachne who live peacefully among the townsfolk, like in Dungeon's "Attack of the Spider Eaters," but using were-rats as the symbotic population; this time, the pretty princess character is a were-rat. So the were-rats are not trying to enslave the city, only trying to survive in a cursed and doomed town, and to protect their own. Engaged in minor smuggling, pickpocketing, and "Thieves Guild Light" sort of work -- no problem with them taking over an existing architecture with a different function so I have some flexibility.


While going to the Comic Shop to start collecting "Skaar, son of Hulk", I stumbled upon Marvel: 1602, and loved it! I'm a big fan of both Neil Gaiman and colonial history, and this was fantastic(k) !

Spoiler:
Daredevil as a bard, David Banner as the King's Agent, Magneto and the Inquistion, witchbreed instead of mutants...what's not to love?

Somehow, that series led me to start collecting DC's Elseworlds...

Civil War: Atticus Kent as Superman in "Nation Divided" was intriguing, but "Batman: the Blue, the Grey, and the Bat" was by far my favorite Civil War story. Needed more characters from the Batman canon, but Wild Bill and Mark Twain hanging out with Mark Twain was good stuff!

Superman: Kal -- Superman landing in pre-Camelot England, is really, really great -- this one should have been a series!

And Batman: Leatherwing (a pirate tale) is interesting as well...

Anyone else have any favorite alterate histories?


I've planning to offer my players the abandoned mine office from Dragon 333 as their headquarters, but want to give it a guardian/servant, on the lines of Kreacher the House Elf from the Harry Potter series.

Anyone have a good substitute idea for a House Elf? I'm going for magical, small, annoying, but useful enough in light household and setting off appropriate alarms if the headquarters is invaded...