Goblinoid IPA

The joys of Dwarven Stout are well known, but Goblinoid IPA has its followers as well. It's a bit harder to find, as Dwarves brew Stout by natural instinct, whereas to force Goblins to create their brew in any quantity requires a powerful leader to unite them. Nevertheless, the occaisonal stash of hapily fermenting Goblin IPA has been enough for discerning adventurers to develop a taste for this rare treat. Just don't ask what ingredient gives it that distinctive citrus tang.

Skein of the Lesser Abyss

It is over a thousand years since the eighth cohort appeared at the obelisk, but the Zentacor still watch. Once the skein was a minor stopping point on the endless offensive of the Gith, and later, of the Ilithid slave armies in their retreat. Now it's a quiet place -- almost unearthily so, such that the rare mortals who walk there can sense the terror of endless empty, unfriendly planes of existence stretching below. Nevertheless, the place does see the occasional traveler. Every dimension nexus does. Some stay a while and make thier their lair. Others move on as quick as they can. Some are helped into oblivion by the undying denizens of the place.

Lair of the Salamander

A primordial elemental of anger that once aroused will not be turned aside until it has consumed itself and all around it

A brilliant maker of artifacts, dabbling in dangerous techniques in his unstinting quest for perfection

A rare and valuable reagent gathered from a forbidden source

An grizzled veteran of many campaigns, her courage shaken by self-doubt

An enchanted arm band, containing a bound planar entity, capable of working powerful and disturbing transformations on the wearer

PS: And yeah, adventurers, just TRY to get across those lava pits to do whatever you need to do over there!

Beyond the Domed City

A hidden chamber filled with secrets under the eyes of a watchful guardian

A doomed settlement, it's city fathers blind to the threat before them

A ribald sailor, full of tall tales

A young man, bold and ambitious, a heretic against his cause

The members of a dark cabal, ever plotting amongs themselves

Under the Volcano

A horrific legend, about to impose its terrible truth upon a frightened people

Three comrades on a desperate mission to right an injury that calls out for justice

A glowering idol full of dark intent and cruel machinations

A deed of bravery that lives on to inspire in song and story

Flamesprite Tomb

A brazen but charismatic con-man, wielding a misleading map

A seductive curse, offering great power, but at a terrible price

A devouring flame seeking ever more to slake its growing appetite

Exploding ghouls. Do you really need to say anythring more than "exploding ghouls"?

Thinking Too Much

Don't over think it.

Happy Friday!