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THE RISING SEE
The old timber ship moved between the lapis lazuli towers under the power of its oarsmen alone, the blood-red sails now emptied of any breeze that might have fuelled them. Bridges held aloft by art alone strained between their distances.
Elman the Explorer noticed something that the others did not. An increasingly many something’s that seemed to shadow their passage, drifting amongst the peaks of the tallest towers as their vessel moved forward with every stroke.
"Softly to the ballista Mister Ganel, we have predators above us in the battlements and eaves." His second moved away slowly to relay the order to the other crew.
DM Briefing: A city is flooded by increased ocean height. Though the towers extend a hundred feet or more above the Water they have already sacrificed an identical distance below the surface. The city is a hundred miles from the current coastline.
Interesting.
I assume it's like the other 100 threads where some more such ideas are dropped down.
If I think of one I'll plop it in :)
I have yet to think of one so that was why the bump. I like stuff like this since it gives ideas I can use later.
me too.
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THE CITADEL OF WINDS
De Fay halted his camel. There, imprisoned in the bands of a desert mirage, stood a strange white ziggurat of seamless white stone. Its surface was marked only black spots. De Fay pushed his Camal forward.
As he closed on it, the ziggurat steps became rooftop balconies and the black spots by the square cut windows that looked out across the desert.
Could this be the fabled Citadel of Winds?
DM Briefing: Also Known as the Citadel of Bone (though where the citadel of winds is known to house some artefact, the citadel of Bone houses certain death) it is carved from a single huge block of powder white Stone. Its Lower halls are frequented by Djinn. The upper apartments are home to a powerful Sorcerer named Thoth (once a God but now a madman- he will often make comment about something that has happened to the PCs in their past or future - fragments of his godly memory).
RUINS OF IMPERIA ARDORA
The glimmer that caught her eye brought her attention away from the crash of the waves and the cool of the autumn breeze to a strange fragment of glassy material jutting out of the sand. Curious fingers pried the jagged shard from the sands where the surf had left it to rest, and eyes filled with wonder plied over its glossy surface.
It was dark, semitransparent, and heavier than it looked, but most of all it was strong - strong as metal, stronger and sturdier and hardier than any glass she had ever seen, than any glass had a right to be. From where had it come? Her gaze stretched out over the ocean, and for a moment she thought she could see a vibrant glow, a shine of sun on glass, hidden beneath the waves.
As soon as it came it was gone. Or had it ever been there in the first place?
DM Briefing: The ancient cities of Imperia Ardora, fantastic kingdom ruled by mighty sorcerers, have long since sunk beneath the waves. Yet in those drowned halls something remains... something that has kept the Palace and Temple and many other landmarks alive and for the most part unharmed. Even the water that presses down relentlessly outside has yet to enter most of the fallen city. Undead (mainly ghosts of Ardorans who died during the fall), strange Abberations of magical experiments, Construct defenders, and Outsiders attracted to the strange magical power of the place wander its halls, but rumors of the city's continued existence always claim its last monarch, the Mad Queen, still lives and reigns despite the many centuries since her kingdom's collapse.