The heir to county Ulek has been kidnapped. Can you return him before the ransom must be paid? You have seven days to succeed or die trying. Would vast sums of gold motivate you perhaps?
First you were ambushed by a pushy brass dragon with delusions of grandeur, then by an Arch-Duke of Hell with a labor dispute. Who would dare to try it again? Who but The Gods? Pack your kneepads
Title: “Let Not This My Prison Be.” Fred stole your gold—you find him. You are a convicted murderer in an inescapable prison! Where’s Fred? Your gold? Your friends? Your stuff? We’re baaack!!
Everyone is gathered for Junior’s first birthday. What a perfect opportunity for an old acquaintance to stir up some mischief. And he wasn’t even invited. Role playing stressed. PCs provided.
Lord Grey sends in a fully armed group to the Dungeon of Lord Chaos. Ib slay the lich, your group must recover the Corbum stones and throw them into the Ya Pit. Miniatures provided for play.
It’s celebration time! Our valiant Death Stormers have halted all the Gith forces that Zenier had uncovered. They head off with their newly earned spelljamming ship! Let’s see what’s out there.
Spelljammers work so much like Death Storms, our group has adjusted quickly. Now, if only they could adjust to: Space Ogres, Space Gnomes, flying upside down and being chased by the Space Patrol....