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Strolen's Citadel: Tags-> treeman

treeman

EchoMirage	30 Treemen By: EchoMirage What is a forest’s firm support, yet walks ‘round on its own accord? What’s possessed of a titan’s might, stands before you, yet out of sight? What soundly spanks with gnarled root a behind that is not good? NPCs Minor Natural	by EchoMirage 405^xp 15 replies 5723 views 5 HoHs

“ In a new town for the first time, the White Raccoon Lodge looks like a comfortable place to spend the night. The owner, however, makes sure to explain to you that there is a curfew after sundown and the door will be locked... from the outside. 'We don't want anyone being caught out on the streets after dark,' he says. Now that you think of it, all the doors in this small town did have a crossbar on the outside rather than the inside... You wonder what goes on at night...”

Skull

“ What if cancer is not an ailment if one has a will powerful enough, and knows what do do. What if one using the right techniques could control it and use it to become immortal, or to grow into something else?”

EchoMirage

“ Inside a mad scientists laboratory the PCs find a short creature with smooth, oily and whale like skin. The head is faceless and smooth also. But hundreds of white eyes on the PCs from the fat belly of this creature. The PCs are about to kill it as it speaks to them in a feeble but intelligent voice, asking them to pour the contents of a green vial on it. Will they do so? And if so, what will happen?”

Michael Jotne Slayer