Why is there no adventure path dealing with the end of all Golarion?
This seems like low hanging fruit. Doomsday predictions are almost
commonplace nowadays. Hardly a week goes buy, it seems, without
some new warning of worldwide catastrophe.
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When and how will the human race die out?
The subject is a matter of heated controversy on campuses
and in laboratories across the nation. Interviews with
astronomers, geophysicists, biologists, and health experts
disclose that they believe total human extinction is not
necessarily as distant a possibility as many of us would
choose to think.
While most scientists regard as remote the likelihood of
human extinction in the near future, it is real enough, some
assert, that governments should start seeking ways to limit
the risks. As the earth hurtles through space at 1.3 million
miles an hour, there is the chance of catastrophe from both
cosmic and terrestrial causes, but the damage might be
reduced by timely precautions.
? I've only heard of 3.
Two came from that religious guy (which even though I'm religious, I still hate the guy for making us intelligent ones look dumb.)
The other is the Mayan Apocalypse, and the Mayans have said IT IS NOT HAPPENING. They only said the start of a new Age, which isn't even remotely close to the end of the world.
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That said, I'm not a fan of this idea.
Having been forced on the Realms-Shattering Events treadmill from TSR & WotC for 2e & 3e Forgotten Realms, I'd rather Golarion avoid similar such plots for as long as possible.
The stars aren't right.
I'm getting an eldritch vision...
A man, clad in black leather, pulled by a strange vehicular device... Water... A great beast, with dead black eyes (like a doll's eyes) and a fanged maw! The man is pulled inexorably toward the beast, and by some strange magic, begins to fly through the air... He begins to fall back to the water's surface, and at the moment it seems that he is within the beast's grasp, he lands on the water beyond the beast's reach. As the black-clad man is pulled away by the bizarre device, he turns toward the oracular eye. His face breaks into a wide grin, and he raises his thumbs to the sky. "Ayyyyy," he says, as my second sight brings me back to the here and now.
So yeah, shark jumping. Bad idea.
