The Post-War Mydlands

Village of Hommlet
A Classic Low level AD&D module by Gary Gygax

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Dangerous Homework
Fire fire everywhere


The group, Allynn, Elygyn, J. Hawkyns, Rabbye, and Strawberry had been studying at Narvesyn Schoolto help fulfill their own personal ambitions, and to find adventure. Master Cymantha Ferhetyassigned them to go and meet with a courier Morgan O’Malley, to retrieve two backpacks with content important to the school.

They began their adventures at a rest stop off the road with a curiously empty circle of land in front of it. As it got dark, Rabbye and Elygyn with Oaklyn decided to explore the area and J. Hawkyns decided to turn on the lamps for more light. Apparently, one of those lamps had a little more to it than giving light. As soon as its shutters were opened, hurricane force winds suddenly burst from the confines of the lamp, battering the group mercilessly.

While they were recovering, a group of thieves decided to take advantage of the situation by looting the group. They were sorely mistaken as to their victims’ weakness. Strawberry lead the group with amazing and deadly precision as the group claimed swift victory over the would be thieves. Allynn showed that his strength of magic was not the only power that enemies would have to contend with. He showed he was very good at cracking thieves over the head with his staff, and they usually didn’t wake up. One of the thieves was semi conscious, but when questioned, would only repeat the words “Stormy Johnny” over and over, like a plea. When the group members asked who Stormy Johnny was, he revealed himself as if by magic, announced himself and another fight ensued.

Realizing that they were outclassed, the surviving thieves retreated and a line of backup forces fired missles at the group from the cover of the trees around the waystation. Elygyn and Rabbye followed Stormy Johnny who bolted, for a while, but retreated when the missle fire became more and more accurate. They quickly learned that a group is much stronger than individuals.

When the arrows ceased and the rest of the thieves fled the area, the group set out to after Stormy Johnny. They found him some distance away, presumably dead, but didn’t find many valuables on his person. Soon they found the missing coach and a backpack, but there was no woman or bodies. Tracks led to the Doom Swamps nearby, and ruins could be seen through the miasma hanging there. As a group, they ventured inside to find what fate awaited them.

As they searched the lair, they made quick work of a pile of bones, err… skeletons that got in the way. J. Hawkyns showed that clerics can deal with the undead in powerful and effective ways as he commanded them to turn, and most retreated harmlessly. They found a lair of rats, and a fighter’s training workout room. In their haste, they almost lost one character to mold poiosoning and they learned about the backdraft phenomenon. They opened a room with a displacer beast that was being tormented by ghouls trying to paralyze it. They were able to destroy the tormentors and safely free the displacer beast into the wild. While going upstairs they learned to always be aware of your surroundings, and that floating suits of armor and wet floors equal trouble! Upstairs discovered the second backpack. They also discovered a trio of wights guarding it, and were clever to escape with some injuries. During their exit, they were surprised to find that the fire they left in the rat lair had begun to burn up the dungeon, and learned that they would have to leave the dungeon for another day.

As they finally left the dungeon, they found Stormy Johnny alive and ticked, waiting for them with a score of thugs. He was very angry after he saw what the group had done to his hideout, and demanded them to drop all weopons and surrender. Several heroes attempted to bluff their way out but were unsuccessful. Finally, as they began to surrender their weopns, Strawberry, with his strong will decided it was not his day to surrender. As he laid down his weapons, he pulled out the hurricane lamp and showed Stormy and his crew that this weapon could work both ways. Realizing what was about to happen, Stormy Johnny screamed a warning but too late, Strawberry whipped open the lamp doors and Johnny and his gang were caught up in the howling winds.

After the adventure was finished our heroes returned to Narvesyn Schooland reported their findings to Cymantha Ferhety. Cymantha was very disturbed by the revelation of so many undead at the old, abandoned fighter’s academy. As knowledge was exchanged, our heroes learned that they had just skimmed the top of a plot that was begining to unfold, and they were going to be in the middle of it!


DM’s Bibliography

This adventure was a marriage and adaptation of the following printed materials:

1) Varney, Allen. “Side Treks: Manden’s Meathooks” Dungeon March/April 1991 Issue #28, 20-21,69

2) “The Fighter’s Academy” Dungeons & Dragons: The Haunted Tower Adventure Pack TSR ©1992


Dark Elves and storms
Stormy Johnny meets his match


Cymantha Ferhety called the party to her office along with a friend of theirs Gaelwyn. She spoke in clipped, hushed tones about how magic items were disappearing from Narvesyn School and encouraged the party to keep their eyes and ears open. Between Stormy Johnny, their discoveries at the abandoned fighter academy and the missing magic paraphrenalia, something sinister was going on.

Blossoming excitement in town made its way to Cymantha’s open window. Observing what she could, she became aware there was a growing mob outside and sent the group to find the cause.

They were surprised to find a stopped cart in the middle of the road, drawn by a centaur in really sad shape. After learning from an elf bystander, Dembenek that the appalled people had stopped the coach driver, Gaelwyn jumped forward and began hacking at the ropes binding the miserable centaur. The driver revealed himself as Stormy Johnny by the orange skin and wanton cruelty. He attacked by the remainder of the party. Johnny was not happy about the centaur being freed, but then he had 5 other adventurers grabbing and attacking and had his hands full. The observing elf began acting supiciously in his complacency of the events unfolding, but everything was happening so fast! Bystanders were astounded at what was happening before their very eyes! After a minute of stumbling and slipping by everyone, eventually the driver was dragged from the cart, but not before Elegyn was magicked into becoming his bodyguard, seconds after attacking him. The crowd could barely contain themselves, but luckily Strawberry and Elygynwere able to convince them of the cruelty of this criminal and the city guards were summoned. The accomplice was found hiding under a blanket further back in the wagon. As Elegyn stripped searched Johnny, the accomplice and the suspicious elf tried to ride off with the wagon and the centaur. The hurricane lamp was opened and everyone was thrown! Johnny and his accomplice were knocked from the wagon and ran a new direction as the wagon went screaming West. The city guards followed the traiters unsuccessfully while the party took their prisoner to the academy where it was discovered, he isn’t Johnny at all! It was a student that was magicked to look like Johnny! This student had access to lots of magical items that the school had been missing! He was in sad shape physically now, but wait until he was cured from the hospital!


The heroes were given horses and some equipment to search out this new villain. They arrived at a building where the villain stood on top. He taunted the students and called for his arachnid friends to attack our heroes while cowardly retreating into his hole in the ground. The spiders were not much competition for the party. While they were fighting these beasts, a giant spider destroyed our heroe’s transportation, but they continued their quest with little other injury. As they traveled further down the hole, they discovered tons of stolen magic from the academy that were to be used against them. This emboldened our party as they realized they had solved Cymantha Ferhety‘s riddle. As they ventured further, they battled more spiders and heard voices further yet down the tunnel. They found a drow elf that pulled a whiney and ineffective accomplice through a portal and Stormy Johnny stood alone to destroy our heroes with every magical device he had. With one fierce look and some commanding words, Elegyn destroyed Johnny’s morale as Johnny proclaimed himself to the party. A wicked fire ball left Johnny’s wand and then the party was on top of him. Once again he attempted a successful escape through a secret passage that left the tunnels. Even Oaklyn was successfully eluded! The party discovered the magical equipment was enough to arm an army and put some stregnth into the evil of the world!

Our heroes reported their finds to Cymantha Ferhetyand were justly rewarded for their heroism. Allynn was given Johnny’s fire wand and several magical weapons were awarded.

The adventurers survived another session, avoiding being made a meal out of by some hungry spiders the size of large dogs. Seeking to uncover who was stealing magical tools and items from Narvesyn school the discovered a web on intrigue involving a treacherous Elf student, a mysterious halfling, a local bandit chief and self proclaimed wizard “stormy Johnny” and a beautiful but elusive Shadow Elf.


DM’s Bibliography

This adventure was primiarily “homemade”, but also drew from the following printed material:

1)Richards, Jonathan M. "Side Treks: Centaur of Attention Dungeon July/August 1996 Issue #60 Volume X, 60-61


The Hidden
Buried in secrets, drowning in intrigue


Once again, the group: Allynn, Gaelwyn, J. Hawkyns and Strawberry were summoned by an aide to Cymantha Ferhety to attend her immediately. They were also told to pack their things for an extended journey. Elygyn was conspicuously absent from this grouping, but there was little time to look for him and a real sense of urgency in the summons.

They were directed to the joint faculty building and rushed into a large meeting room. Inside, they acquired a nagging sense of being in-over-their-heads. There was Cymantha Ferhety and the deans of the other colleges on the grounds Dean Thyamyn Malt and Brother Abbot Lawsyn Chanel standing with four, slight, cloaked and hooded figures that were virtually identical. Other groups of students — far more advanced in their studies than the group — were present as well, similarly packed for long journeys. Also, in the room were two seasoned warriors and two mages that made the most experienced of the students look fresh out of diapers. The four of them were paired with one of the hooded figures, and as they were, assigned a group of students. (The group got their first look at a warrior of the Atruaghin Clans, though they didn’t know it.)

At last, it was the group’s turn. They were somewhat put off by Cymantha Feherty who was uncharacteristically distant towards them, as if three months of doing her biddings hadn’t happened. Her aide addressed them, introducing them to Edryc Bleu, a road warden from the The Grand Duchy of Tansun, who would be helping them in their escort duty. Never once did he address or give any indication he knew the cloaked figure was there, standing very close to Edryc. They were told that the student conspirator they captured, Dembenek had given them enough information to determine there would be an assasination or kidnapping attempt on the Ambassador to Univerde. Four groups were being sent out in four different, yet logical directions, only one of which was the real ambassador’s party, to four destinations, each of which had the means to protect the ambassador once arrived. They were to head Southeast to a ranch built on land between the border of the Shires and make the journey in 5 days. They were supplied with a coach and horses and sent immediately.

Day One: The group is attacked while passing through marshy lands close to the shore of [[Lake Blue Silk.]] The giant worm like monster kills Rabbye’s horse outright and is put down by a group effort. Edry Bleu is disturbed by the creature and shares his misgivings quietly with the coach’s occupant. Rabbye wound up on the coach with Gaelwyn driving.

Day Two: Keeping the Lake to their right, the group began veering more northward on the road to take up their south eastern course. As the elevation increased and small cliffs now stood between the lake and the road, they noticed a set of boots and some glistening armor resting by a lonely tree on an overhang. Stopping to investigate, the discovered, the glistening was blood on the boots and the chest piece had massive punctures through it. The tree itself attacked them and they beat it back until it literally collapsed down the clif into a patch of writhing grasses and long, whipping weeds. The air was foul with the suspicions of dark magics at work. Before getting back on the road, Edryc burned the remains and grasses.

Day three: Some distance off the road, between the southern borders of the Central Forests and the Lake, the party heard screams. Just echoes at first, then mixed in with agressive, ominous growling. Edryc consulted with the coach’s occupant and directed the group to follow him to the distant building. When they arrived, the group was stunned to see huge wolfmen attacking what looked like a small commune of people at a well-to-do coaching inn. Edryc Bleu immediately jumped off his horse and beheaded a person running at him screaming for help. Shoulder to shoulder with the two wolfmen, he ran into the gate and courtyard of the Inn. Paralyzed with terror, the party milled nervously around, exchanging glances and half coherent wonderings until the coach’s occupant leaned out and informed them that the wolfmen were in fact friendly K’Naii destroying a coven of werewolves! One attacked Gaelwynn where she and Rabbye sat on the coach before a silver axe from a K’naii ended it’s life.
The K’naii led the reivigorated group into the coaching inn which was on fire now, following a scent. It led them to a room where they battered down the door and discovered a woman in once rich leather clothes and poet shirt that was tied up and much worse for wear. It was Morgan O’Malley. They rescued her and took her outside to the coach.

To be continued!


DM’s Bibliography

This adventure was entirely homemade with the exception of the layout of the coaching inn taken from page 329 of the Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay Game, GamesWorkshop ©1986


The Hidden Part Two
Hidden Alliances not-so-secret anymore


The party’s journey so far had taken more of a toll on them then they had anticipated. Elygyn had not been with the party up to this point due to an assignment at school, but arrived on horseback as quickly as he could.

With very little prodding Edryc Bleu declared a day of rest, insisting they travel that night to make up for lost time. As the day waned into dusk, Edryc carried Morgan O’Malley out from the ruined manor to the coach they had been using. Their mysterious passenger left the coach and removed her cloak, revealing herself as a middle aged Elf. Edryc dressed the unconscious Morgan in the cloak, effectively disguising her. Edryc then informed them that they had, in fact, been the group assigned to the actual ambassador from Univerde and introduced them formally to Ambassador Daelynnwho very cordially and quietly thanked them. Daelynn cast dispel magic and one of the horses was revealed as a hippogryph which she mounted behind Edryc, flying east towards their original destination.

The party set out with Gaelwyn at the reins of the 4 horse coach, with Elygyn and Strawberry on horses. Hawkyns and Allynn were on the boot of the wagon, and since his horse had been killed, Rabbye accompanied Morgan O’Malley inside the wagon. Gaelwyn changed the coach speed at regular intervals, resting the horses yet keeping a respectable pace to their goal. As they traveled the well worn trade route, the scenery changed from fields to light woods to forests and ravines and cliffs. Hawkyns and Rabbye felt uneasy and looked up to see several winged beasts floating in circles above them. There were enough to blot out the many stars as they circled nearer and lower. Spurned on by their shouted warnings, Gaelwyn urged the horses into a gallop as the monsters attacked. Hawkyns miscast a light spell, lighting up the wings of one of the creatures. It hit the dirt, thrashing, clawing at its own eyes and screaming; it’s partner giving the bright light a wide berth. Elygyn stopped his horse abrubtly, swinging at the monster that remained but losing his balance, severly gashing open his horse’s neck, causing it to reel and get it’s head stuck in the rear coach wheel!

Gaelwyn felt the jerk of the wagon, barely stopping it just as two more of the creatures swooped in and plucked her from the driver’s seat. Hawkyns was picked up as well, but Allynn rescued him with his fireball wand. Hawkyns wasn’t too happy about getting singed eyebrows and clothes however. A pair attacked Strawberry as well, but he killed one outright and the other jumped on his horse with him. Rabbye tried in vain to fire off arrows from within the coach, missing both Elygyn’s and Gealwyn’s attackers. He decided to light the lanterns in an attemtp to ward off their attackers. Allyn cast a magic missile at on of the Gaelwyn’s attackers but it wasn’t enugh to get it off the elf maiden. Between screaming, she went to bite her assailants and one of them bit at her as well, missing and biting it’s own wing. Realizing they were getting away with her, Elygyn shot an arrow that pierced one of the monsters and got him to drop away from Gaelwynn. Rabbye’s quick thinking and agility provided light that warded off the other beasts as the ring of light around the coach became too bright for them. Gaelwynn was released and took a small tumble but landed lightly as she could, avoiding serious injury. Strawberry broke his remaining opponent before it could flee with the survivors. The party was able to continue on their journey and continue to the estate.

Woodchester1Syruss Shortroots welcomed them to his home and offered all the amenities he could provide, which, given his apparent wealth, were considerable. He made sure that Morgan O’Malley was taken care of and inspected for any serious maladies, (namely lycanthropy). He had fields of hippogryphs in training and younger stages around him. The group enjoyed lavish baths and meals as an opportunity to relax. Strawberry and Gaelwyn both discovered they very much appreciated Syruss’ apparent generosity and Strawberry donned an auspicious set of tuxedo style clothes while Gaelwynn went with a very daring, very revealing dress of elven make.

Dinner at syruss

At dinner, the group was introduced to some other guests that included businessmen in the area. One of those guests they quickly recognized as the halfling at the swamp ruins from two months earlier! Chowder Roughsole. They also met Syruss’s wife Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots, who had helped Chowder escpe them in the ruins of Column. They were able to calmly continue the meal but Chowder and Selphyna had recognized them as well! Whether paranoid or astute, Strawberry and Rabbye convinced the others not to drink the wine served with dinner.

Gaelwyn took special notice that despite the variety of servants and guards, there were no female Elves in Syruss’ employ. She also noticed that Chowder Roughsole appreciated her choice of wardrobe for dinner and informed the group she intended to flirt with him and see what could be learned from him. It was decided Rabbye would then sneak up to Chowder’s room and try an uncover anything usable. As dinner wore on and guests excused themselves, Gaelwynn and Chowder left the dining room to go for a walk by the stables, and much to Chawder’s chagrin, Strawberry tagged along. Selphyna had already excused herself and Elygyn made a very awkward attempt to accompany her that set Syruss Shortroots on edge, even after Selphyna brushed Elygyn off.

As the dinner party wound down and Syruss departed the chamber, Allyn and Elygyn went back to their rooms to try and maintain a sense of normal appearences while Rabbye snuck off to do his exploring. Something that struck all of them as odd was the silence of the manor and the lack of servants coming to clean up after the dinner. Then, they started finding guards and servants asleep in the corridors…

Outside, Chowder walked Gaelwyn down to the stables and paddocks, growing more and aggressively insistant that they “lose the dwarf”, Strawberry, who was shadowing them. Gaelwyn realized she wasn’t going to learn anything from Chowder and he grew increasingly sinister, until, fed up, he snapped his fingers and seemed to summon a gang of elven warriors from all around the,. Ambush! Recognizing them as Shadow Elves, Gaelwynn ran and started screaming like mad. She ran into the much irritated Strawberry and dragged him along as they were pursued.

At the manor house, Syruss confronted Elygyn, Allyn and Rabbye – who, spotting a mushroom growing incongruously from the wall next to Chawder’s room, declined to go in. Syruss demanded to know what had happened to his wife and why all of his servants were unconscious. A commotion and screaming from outside, led them to a balcony over the main doors where Gaelwynn and Strawberry were running from 6 assailants. Rabbye and Elygyn began firing arrows to cover their friends and Strawberry turned to brawl with the Shadow Elves, putting two down into the dust. Syruss opened the gates and escorted Gaelwyn back to her room quickly so she could collect her weapons. Upon returning, He found Selphyna about to help the shadow elves and Syruss challened her.

When it dawned on Chowder Roughsole that his accomplices would probably lose this fight, he ran as fast as his short legs and floppy feet could carry him. Gaelwynn became unhinged and launched herself after him, the group helping her pursue the halfling. As a sudden storm raged, they chased him into a hedge maze but he slipped away in a hole in the ground blocked by a seemingly impassable wall of rock.

Returning to the main gates of the Syruss’ manor house, they found the sudden storm must have been a magical duel between Syruss and his wife Selphyna. Selphyna had clearly lost, unconscious and face down on the flagstones. Syruss, very grim and quietly furious, ordered everyone back inside.

They ran to Chowder’s room, setting off the mushroom which screamed loudly. Syruss knocked it from the wall and Gaelwynn threw open the door, only to be grabbed by an enormous, sticky tongue. The group hacked it from her and slammed the door shut. Syruss was very unhappy.


DM’s Bibliography:

This adventure was entirely homemade with the exception of the map of the manor which came from:


Swamp Run
The quickest way to fix something is break it


The party had been living the past few days on Syruss Shortroots‘s estate. The grounds were still open to them, but the seemingly free access they had to the manor’s interior became severely limited however. Guards were placed on the corridor where it was discovered Chowder Roughsole‘s room had become a portal to a swampland of unknown origin or locale. What they did know for sure was that three of Syruss’ guards had lost their lives, trying to contain whatever it was beyond that former bedroom door.

On the 7th day, Syruss summoned the group to the main hall of the manor. They were in timne to see a team of rough looking, very well equipped Dwarfs march into the main hall and present themselves to Syruss. Their leader was introduced to them as Blokk Ironheed. Amiably, (and probably intoxicated), the Dwarf acknowledged the youngsters and began explaining what Syruss had in mind for them. Syruss interupted with a severe look at Blokk. After a moment’s pause, Blokk jerked his head back slightly and the group noticed a glowing green lense that had covered his right eye slipped back into his helmet with a small whirring noise and a click. Syruss went onto explain the Dwarfs were master “miners” who were going to open and root out the sudden tunnel system below his estate. He next presented his findings regarding Chowder’s guest room.

Syruss explained that through much magical effort on his part and with some helpful advice from his imprisoned wife Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots, he discovered the portal to the swamp was being maintained by a magical pool somewhere within the swamps murky depths. The destruction of that pool shoul close the portal for good. Turning things over to Blokk then, the Dwarf quickly interviewed Allynn Elygyn, Gaelwyn, J. Hawkyns, Rabbye and Strawberry on who was the strongest among them. To punctuate his query, he had one of his band hand over a cobolt blue ball as large as his torso. After some amusing back and forth in the group, Blokk smiled and jammed the entire thing into a sack which he presented to Gaelwynn, who, though lean, was strong for an elf. The sack turned out to be a bag-of-holding which Blokk generously let her keep. He also presented J Hawkyns and Rabbye with Elven boots. Strawberry refused anything from Blokk — apparently tension existed there.

Elygyn wisely asked if they traveled deep into the swamp and destroyed the magic holding the portal open, how were they going to get back. Syruss assured them he would be able to extract them and get them back to the manor. Convinced, the party was escorted up to the hallway and to Chowder’s guest room door.

The door opened again to a twilight lit, foggy swamp and its heavy dank air made a sickly miasma in the dry air corridor of Syruss’ manor. Venturing in, they found themselves on a sort of land bridge with evil, flat black water on woither side of them disappearing into the odorous mists. The land bridge was made of gravel and mud and the sloping sides something large had clambered from the water and displaced some of the mud. That and muddy splatters on the door behind them explained what happened to the three of Syruss’ men over the cours of a week. Syruss closed the door behind them and the white, mud caked door stood incongrously in the center of the path with no frame to hold it up.

Swamp fog

As the door shut they heard a roar that might be distant, might be receding, might be any number of things impossible to determine in the thick atmosphere. Moving forward, the swampland stayed consistant, with the conical land bridges stretching maze like above the black water. Strawberry and Rabbye had a real bad feeling about a row of rocks they came upon in the water to their right, so they snuck by as a group. As luck would have it, Gaelwyn mistepped on a twig that snapped loudly. Almost immediately a slime tongue erupted from the water, locking onto the elf’s waist and jerking her from the path. Ready, Strawberry and And Rabbye ran down the slope into the water to compbat the giant toad, Hawkyns and Allyn slung stones at the creature and Gaelwynn manuevered her sword around but to little effect. Elygyn leapt down and grabbed hold of Gaelwynn whose but and torso were in the frog’s mouth while Starwberry and Rabbye hacked it to death. Allyn and Hawkyn’s pulled them back ashore while Oaklyn ran back and forth, whimpering and barking. Hawkyns yelled a warning and as he did, the second toad which gave the appearnece of disappearing under the water, was actually springing for a mighty leap. It cleared the water with a tremendous spalsh and landed on the path. This one was easier to kill then the first.

Other sounds assailed their ears as they plunged onward, more roaring and growling and frightened sobbing. Some of the party wanted to investigate but Gaelwynn kept them focused, reminding them of the bomb she was carrying in the sac-of-holding. The came upon another door in the center of the raised path and decided to check it out. It opened to a stone room slime covered, with a bloody altar against a wall. Rabbye recognized this as the small cult temple they found in the lower levels of the The Black Knight’s keep almost a year ago. They hurriedly shut the door and moved on.

The sobbing grew louder suddenly and they happened on a group of six people — 2 shadow elves, 2 elves and 2 elderly human who were comforting the weeping fair folk. They said they had been sacrificed to the “Neth-hakkar” to sate its hunger and keep it from the village and doors

It wasn’t long before things got deathly quiet and two figures approached out of the gloom, on a man the other a lizard man dressed in much feathery and fleshy finery, warning them to be quiet. The man was none other than the Black Night Agryl who recognized some of the party. Cursing them, he warned them to go away and be as quiet as they could, lest “the village be discovered”. Not knowing what he was talking about, they moved to challenge him when the swamp water erupted in a massive foamy torrent. The “Neth- Hakkar” had found them all. Standing 8 feet tall, it looked like a hyper muscular man covered in green diamond shapped scales with a monstrous Alligator head that could snapp any on of them in half in its monstrous jaws.

Starwberry moved in to fight it after Allyn cast magic missle at the creature. After a failed cast of light at the creature, Hawkyns and Oaklyn took the 6 would-be victims and ran in the other direction. Gaelwynn and Elygyn used their bows to try an pierce the monster’s hide. Lizard men suddenly showed up and the monster went crazy, launching itself at the new arrivals, giving the party time to escape.

The shadow elves were suddenly very distrustful of the party and wanted nothing more to do with them, despite the old couple’s pleadings and Elygyn and Gaelwynn’s reasoning. The old couple agreed to lead them all to the fresh water pool the saw up on the path to the west as the Shadow Elves went their own way. They’re piercing wet screams came from the fog not long after.

Finding the magical pool, the pary hatched a plan to lure the monster to the pool as the very short fuse set off the bomb, taking it and the portal with the explosion hopefully. As they set up and got their timing down, the monsyter showed up behind them, crashing on the land bridge from the water. They set off the bomb and ran like hell, the ensuing explosion was enormous and oddly blue. A door openeded before them leading to Syruss’ manor, and they all fell over each other, safe on the other side. The portal was closed.

DM’s Bibliography:

This adventure was primarily homemade by the DM, with the map of the swamp taken directly from the Dungeons & Dragons Warriors of the Eternal Sun Sega Genesis Hint Book page 27.

On the Road Again


The party spent the night recovering at Syruss Shortroots’s estate. Just before dawn, the manor and grounds were shaken as if by an earthquake. Later, the next day, the group was told that as they had destroyed the portal Selphyna Vengencya Shortroots had established inside the manor house, so Blokk Ironheed and his team succeeded in their mission to seal off the caverns below the estate.

As they enjoyed all the luxuries of breakfast at Syruss’, Morgan O’Malley, now healed and rested, approached them with much anxiety. She said the more she pieced together what they had told her of their adventures when they first went to meet her, the more she was afraid that something had gone more wrong than was believed. The party had recovered both the backpacks she had been entrusted to bring to Narvesyn School, but only the first had been complete. The second, by the party’s own admission, had been a scrap of it’s former self, emptied of everything. Morgan remembered when she was abducted, the halfling Chowder Roughsole had been present. She is convinced he has the contents of the backpack and will probably try and sell the item, not knowing what he has.

The group made it clear in their rumblings that they have a special hatred for Chowder. Rabbye spoke for the party, agreeing to help Morgan track down Chowder and recover the item. Though she was deliberately vague on what the item was, their dislike of Chowder and her sincerity were enough for them. When Morgan informed Syruss their intention to go to the southern city of Corisa, he thought better of giving them any of his steeds, saying that for the area they were heading to, discretion would be the better path rather than flying in on “fantastic” mounts.

Setting off to the south southeast they found themselves in very pastoral lands and neatly appointed farms. It became apparent by the houses dug into hills and other architecture, plus the presence of Hin that these were the Halfling Shires. Wanting to get information and a pack animal, Gaelwyn convinced the group to flag down a halfling farmboy who in turn ran to get his father. They made the acquaintnece of Tibernos Wartwood who took them to his village where they had a couple round of drinks at the Rigatoni Sauce Tavern. There they learned that there had been trouble of some sort recently in a couple of the northern farms and that the people on both had gone missing. They learned there had been recent sitings of what the halflings called “the dark lady”. They also got the impression that Syruss Shortroots was respected in these parts and essentially looked upon as the “lord” of the area. Finally, Gaelwyn also negotiated for a sturdy, if halfling sized, geld pony with bags to carry some of their things. They made their way back to the road and headed south once again for Corisa.

As evening approached, they started thinking seriously about a place to camp. Elygyn & Gaelwyn broke off from the road, west and east respectively, climbing small hills & out of site to scout out potential camp sites. Elygyn investigated some strange noises up ahead, discovering a great depression in the gentle hills, but also discovering adolescent halfling couple furiously making out. They screeched and pleaded with him not to tell their parents. He told them to get lost in very even tones.

At the same time, Gaelwyn was seeing things with her infravision that didn’t make sense, so she took the time to light a torch and climb a small incline to see who was moving around so quietly ahead of her. She slipped on the glossy surface beneath her boots, dropping her torch, horrified at her discoveries! One, she’s climbed and slipped on the abdomen of a a large, pony sized black ant. Two, at there were at least 4 more of the monsters she could see, each with a halfing curled up in the grip of their mandibles. She backed away painstakingly slowly to avoid aggravating the ants. The one she stepped on followed her at a distance, its antenae twitching curiously.

The Elves returned to the road at the same time to report their findings. Gaelwyn’s took priority as the massive ant slid out from the brush and onto the road. Thinking quickly, Elygyn downed a potion of insect repellent, and the giant ant immediately reacted by attacking Oaklyn instead. The dog yelped as it’s leg was bitten and the group pounced on the giant bug. Elygyn, in a fit of defensive rage, hit the ant so hard with his sword, he knocked it’s head clean off and sent it tumbling away. During the brief fight, Rabbye found Morgan O’Malley very close behind him got his blood flowing. Gaelwyn was adamnant they help those doomed halflings, Elygyn and Morgan talked her down and convinced her they were not ready to take on what could be a nest of the monsters. They travelled on.

Travelling was uneventful. The group decided to skip looking for a place to camp and set up on the side of the road. Even the first couple of evening watches passed with no incident. On the last watch, Elygyn and Gaelwyn noticed what they took to be a shooting star at first, until it circled west and came back round closer to them. Staring they could make out the silhouette of a chariot in the sparkles. Gathering their gear together and getting underway, the elves told the rest of the party what they saw. Cresting a hill they came face-to-face with a giant man’s angry face under a massive lion’s mane. It was a manticore pulling the chariot of a warrior woman with jet black skin and glowing red eyes. She screamed at them as the chariot shot over their heads, “The daughter of Zhargas is upon you!” Flying over them she threw a handful of bone fragments at them. As they scrambled to get their bows and spells ready to combat her, the dark lady flew off as the “seeds” she threw grew and knitted themselves into a giant bone cyclops.

Freaking out, Allyn unleashed a fireball from his wand and damaged the skeletal golem, but rendered Gaelwynn unconscious, burning away her clothes and damaging her armor. Strawberry struck the golem knocking out chunks of bone, and got pummeled mercilessly almost to death by the thing’s massive fists. Morgan and Rabbye again paired up, slinging daggers at the creature’s single eye, knocking it back where Elygyn was able to pop it’s head off with some clever sword work. J. Hawkyns healed Gaelwyn and she crammed the massive skull into her bag of holding for reasons known only to her.

The hurried along the road then towards the port city of Corisa, encountering two men in armor they had never seen the like of before. The men spoke with a strange accent, but seemed to be of the same racial stock od Morgan. They told the group they would be expected to catalog their weapons at the gates of Corisa lest they be arrested. After reaching the white walls of Corisa, they indeed encountered guards at the gate that requested they present all their weapons while a sdcribe cataloged them. Inside, they saw Halflings, elves and huimans who had apparently gone local — dressing in Tunics and the light armor of the guards. Visiting the different quarters of the marketplace and chapel districts — where the cuilt of Aurora had not been heard of Hawkyns found out to his consternation — the group rested up and healed, making two sizable donations to the temple of Varyn the Preserver. Morgan O’mally did not make their rendevous, but a halfing intimated to them that she arranged for their passage out of the city on a ship after the secret auction she secured their invitation to. They were given a medalion to present to the secret auction house guards in the southern half of the wharf. Seeing a more modern looking ship actually float from the sky and land in the wharf’s northern end, they were confident things were coming together and agreed to attend the secret auction to recover Morgan’s lost object.

The All Nighter
Just when we thought we knew what was happening


The day wore on and the party made their way towards the docks and the auction house. More and more, the deeper they ventured into the streets and lanes of Corisa, they found themselves the objects of suspicion and unease. The group noticed that no one else around them dressed remotely like they did and any elves or hin they saw were dressed much more simply then the humans living there.

Locating the auction house well after dark, the group had grown cautious enough not to just blunder in. Approaching the walled complex they were struck by the eerie silence, broken only by the nearby rushing sound of ocean waves just on the other side of the building. Finding the door ajar, it was decided Rabbye would sneak in to determine what was happening.

Inside the inky dark of the auction house, Rabbye didn’t need to sneak around. The floor and stage opposite the door were covered in the blood and bodies of the dead. Gaelwynn and Elegyn joined Rabbye inside, their elvish infravision unable to find anything living within besides Rabbye. Strawberry volunteered to guard the main entrance while Allyn and Hawkyns moved in to join the group. As they stepped inside, Rabbye cried out. Someone under a mound of bodies had grabbed him hard enough to hurt him through his pant leg. Kicking himself free, Rabbye announced he had a live body, rolling corpses out of the way while the person thrashed about, choking and gasping. They looked frantically to see what they could do; worried they would attract attention though they did not light any lanterns or torches. Before Hawkyns could act to save the person, he died. When asked by the elves who did this to him, he groaned the word: “Gar…” on his last breath.

The Spire
Up, Down, Up, Down

Morgan O’Malley Was very insistant the party leave the area after they slayed the minotaur Gar. Having acquired Makens Sword she made the case their mission was done and they were in more trouble than they’s ever been in. Cautious, the group agreed to move, asking what Morgan’s plan was. She said she knew of an Oracle in the area and that consulting her was the next best move for them. Cerena accompanied them.

Heading West, the group rested in a small wood, treating their wounds, memorizing their spells and getting themselves organized. After some discussion, Gaelwynn offered Cerena a gold piece to go and care for her pony at her father’s stables until they returned for it.

In the meantime, a storm rumbled their way from the direction they were heading as they set off. Backlit by lightning, before a range of low mountains, a rocky spire appeared before them just as the rain finally came down. Morgan confirmed this is where they were headed. The lightning also lit up flying shapes approching them from the East…

Rabbye went ahead through the waist high grasses to scout out the spire with his invisibility ring on. Finding the way clear, Rabbye returned and the group arranged themselves to climb the precarious ledge that wound its way up and around the high, rocky column. It was decided that Rabbye should take the lead with his invisibilty ring on. Morgan, Elegyn and Gaelwynn had lashed themselves together with a rope, not trusting the slippery looking incline… and with good reason. Ten feet off the ground, Rabbye in front and Allynn in back, both slipped and fell off the the path and into the grasses below. Neither was hurt, except maybe their pride. Climbing back up by hand, Rabbye came across a human skull embedded in the side of the spire.

Now taking all precautions, the entire group pooled their rope and tied off to one another. More than once, Strawberry had to plant his sturdy Dwarf body, using his strength to keep the others from tumbling.

Halfway up, Rabbye rounded the southern face of the spire again and came face-to-face with a giant bat. Invisible and surprised, he froze, leaving Morgan to round the curve and confront the creature. Turns out it was the black skinned, red eyed woman Content Not Found: vix, riding her vampiric mount. She screamed at the group! Her voice travelling shockingly clear in the downpour and they braced themselves as best they could for combat. Instead of engaging them however, Vix flew up and away from them. Mud started coming loose from the spire above them, running down in the rain and washing over the narrow inclined path and their boots. Within the mud were human bones that started collecting on the paths, assembling themselves using the ebb and flow of the mud until the party found several skeletons in their midst!

Rabbye got in a fast back stab to the skeleton menacing Morgan, Elegyn ad Allyn focused bow & magical attacks on the skeletons srambling down from above but the decisive blow came from Hawkyns, tearing out his holy symbol and performing such a powerful turn that all the skeletons around them and up the face of the cliff detonated, raining down bits of mud and bone on the party.

Now in clear, they continued their climb until thy heard a call; a rope suddenly dropped down directly in front of them. Looking up, they spied a small square of light roughly a hundred feet above them; a trap door in the floor of the structure perched atop the spire. After a quick discussion, they decided a quick climb would leave them less vulnerable than slogging up the spire’s path. Rabbye was sent ahead to scout.

With the deftness of his trade, he climbed the rope, reaching the top and entered the house. Immediately inside were two girls in their late teens, richly dressed amidst extreme luxury. The place was richly adorned in tapestries, jewelry, plush pillows and exotic furs, and the girls’ heads were largely empty. They giggled and pointed and preened, but had little else to say to Rabbye. Annoyed with their lack of sense, Rabbye called the rest of the group up. After some time, they were all within the structure, trying to look around and keep the heavy incense in the air from making them drowzy. Oaklyn remained below, taking the long way up with path.

A smarmy bald man of indeterminate age in a black toga came forward from the cloying, incensed air and announced he was “The Voice of the oracle”. He insisted he knew what the party carried and that they should surrender the sword as payment for speaking to the oracle. In an inspired move, Gaelwyn surrendered her own sword to the man, hoping to protect Makens Sword concealed in her bag of holding. The Voice uttered a spell. Allyn and the Elves recognized as a detect magic spell. Seemingly satisfied, he led them deeper into the structure into a dark chamber lit by small hanging braziers. Bowing low when he reached the rear of the room, he presented the sword to a dark figure standing in the shadows.

Sneering, Vix stepped into the smokey amber light of the braziers, grabbed the sword by the hilt and chopped off the Voice’s head. Stunned, the group recovered quickly, charging the obsidian skinned woman.

Vix gained an early advantage, launching her spear, striking a devasting blow to Gaelwyn, knocking the slim elf right over. With a gesture, Vix called the spar back to her, even as Rabbye and Elegyn attacked her. Hawkyns stabilized Gaelwyn and he and Allyn attempted to blind Vix with light spells. Each time she was able to dipell their magic before suffering any major consequences. Furious, Strawberr muscle his way to the fore and open hand slapped Vix, stopping her from casting a spell and generally shocking her.

Enraged, Vix started to hurt the party in earnest. Suddenly, the roof above her tore away and a jade statue carved in the visage of a 7 foot hoplite dropped into the room, attacking her. A small bald man looked down from above yelling the party not to kill Vix. Several of them demanded “why?”. The man identfied himself as Xantiphon and insisted Vix not be killed so that she could stand trial for her crimes against the empire.

The party changed their tactics tryng to knock Vix out. Vix fought all the harder but started getting sloppy, looking more to escape. Xantiphon’s jade statue got a firm lock on her shoulders and took Vix down where the companions were able to beat her unconscious. The coal black appearence of her skin faded and she seemed to diminish in size somewhat, suddenly blond, not brunette. Elygyn, Rabbye and Morgan hogtied, gagged and blindfolded the psychotic woman before her power or consciouness returned. Gaelwyn recovered her sword. Xantiphon allowed them to pick over Vix’s items, but in the end, nothing really was worth taking for them.

Xantiphon took them further down into the spire — where he lived and worked, as it was his wizard’s tower. He explained to them that they did not belong in the time they found themselves in and though, from their stories it seemed to him that Vix herself brought them to the past, he could only guess why. He confirmed he was aware of what they found in Gar’s temple and insisted on sending them, home after they recovered the oriacle who was still missing. Going to research, he left the group to move about his house freely.

Within an hour, the tower was attacked by bands of shadow elves. Seperated, the party fought them off back to strange holes in the walls that opened impossibly into caverns. When the holes closed, the remaining trapped shadow elves killed each other rather than be captured. As Xantiphon came late to the fight, he rushed in yelling that Vix was gone!

You Should Be Dancing
A Night out-of-town, dancers out of their mind

After the disasterous attack on the Oracle’s spire, Xanthipon, the wizard who shared the spire with the Oracle, decided it best that to look for the missing Oracle, chase down Vyx, and see if any clues could be gathered of further Shadow Elf activity, they split up. Sending the servants of the Oracle — those with the maturity and presence of mind to be of use, east to Corisa, he went north towards the mountains, sending more servants south, and the adventurer party West. They were simply to report back to the spire within a couple days with their findings.

They journeyed west the entire day, covering much ground but learning very little. Finding a nice grove to camp in as the land became more forested, the party settled down for the evening. Around midnight, J. Hawkyns, Strawberry and Allyn all awoke, startled. No one had gotten them up for their turn at watch! They sought out Elygyn to ask him what he was playing at, but there was no sign of him, or his Dog Oaklyn! Disturbed, they woke Rabbye, Morgan and Gaelwynn.

Gaelwynn wasted no time finding tracks, though she didn’t understand what she was seeing. It was as if Elygyn and his dog hopped away through the grass towards the distant village. With the trail already going cold, the party gathered their things and set off in pursuit of their friend.

Reaching the outskirts of what appeared to be a farming village, they sent Rabbye scouting ahead. He came across what appeared to be a low, stone gatehouse, where a warden might watch the road into town. The door was ajar. Creeping inside the hovel, Rabbye saw the bed had been slept in and that its occupant had clearly leapt from it. Looking further into town, he thought it wiser to bring the rest of the party forward. They found the rest of town in much the same state… suddenly, something at the edge of Rabbye’s hearing attratcted his attention to the large, stone manor at the end of the lane.

The party slinked their way cautiously through the ghost town, acutely aware of the silence, but now hearing the same growling noise Rabbye identified. He and Gaelwynn snuck into the grand house, following the noise up the stairs with Morgan at their heels. Strawberry, Allyn and Hawkyns remained downstairs, Hawkyns agonizing over whether or not to light his lantern.
Upstairs, Gaelwynn, Rabbye and Morgan discovered an elderly man with a blindfold on and his ears stuffed with cotton wool, snoring like rumbling thunder. Above his cot, the top bunk was abandoned. Downstairs, there was a sudden commotion from behind a door under the balcony. Allyn followed the noise into a ktchen area, seeing pans in the wash basin settleing, and the shutters on the window above swinging as if recently sturck. At this same tiume, Hawkyns and Strawberry’s investigation of the great entry hall revealed small, reddish dots on the ceiling leading to the kitchen with the help of Strawberry’s infravision. They faded quickly.

The elderly gentleman upstairs was thoroughly terrified to find an elf in his master’s house, (thinking it was an escaped slave)holding a sword to his throat and was very unhelpful. The more she and Rabbye questioned him, the more belligerant he got until he rushed at them violently. Whacking him with the flat of her sword, Gaelwynn put him in place to receive Rabbye’s fist. They knocked him out cold. Gaelwynn tore his bed covers and bound him, taking him downstairs with Rabbye and Morgan to see what the commotion weas about and try and get answers from the man.

Listening to Allyn and Strawberry’s account of what happened in the kitchen, Gaelwynn wrapped the old man to a chair and started building a fire in the hearth. As they tried to revive him, Strawberry, Hawkyns and Allyn went to investigate the rest of the house. Suddenly, the sheets and cloths Gaelwynn used to tie the man up began unwinding from him as if they were moving on their own. They spiraled outward in a flash, causing Gaelwynn and Rabbye to jump aside, Gaelwynn striking the wall hard and hurting herself. Morgan was not so fast and became thoroughly entangled in the sheets and strips which began constricting her like a giant cloth net. The rest of the party ran into the kitchen, immediately spying a small man in green standing in the window, pointing at Morgan and laughing hysterically. Strawberry charged, getting a boost from Allyn who overdid it and threw the dwarf right out the window.

The rest of the party followed suit after Rabbye cut Morgan free. After some thought, Allyn realized this creature was a leprachaun and advised caution, just as Strawberry found himself confronting three of the creatures after it cast mirror image on itself. Efforts to catch it proved fruitless, but it admonished them for picking on his old friend. They apologized and he introduced himself a Malin. Malin explained that he too was hunting the elf and dog who came and danced away with the enitre town hours ago. He said a Faun had walked off his with his magic pipes and now that he’d started playing, he couldn’t stop; he and all who danced with him would dance themselves to death!

The party asked where to start looking for this fawn and the leprachaun gestured past the estate’s garden. The grasses were matted from hundreds of dancing feet, leading deep into the woods. The party wasted no time in pursuing.

It dawned on Gaelwynn that the old man at the estate was spared because his ears were blocked up so she started cutting up bits of her rope and handing it out to be stuffed in their ears. Around this time, walking under the moonlight, Rabbye began sweating profusely, feeling very ill. He took up position behind evryone as the trekked to avoid notice.

Soon, they came upon a grove where a faun stood in the center of whirling, dancing people and creatures. There were a few centaurs, and other fawns and at least 30 human villagers…and there was Elygyn and Oaklyn in the middle of it all dancing. Allyn and Hawkyns moved in to intervene but were jostled so hard from the other dancers, their makeshift earplugs dropped out and they too were caught up in the dance! Morgan and Allyn made it through the frenzied dancers, also losing their ear plugs but holding on to their sanity, tackling Elygyn and Oaklyn. The spent elf gratefully passed out.

Gaelwynn dove in to tackle the Faun and finally succeeding, she made an opening for Rabbye to grab at the pipes. The dance had finally ended. The people collapsed where they stood and the woodland creatures, seeing themselves in the company of humans fled into the forest. Among the towns people, they discovered a woman of indeterminate age in very fine toga and jewelry! The Oracle!

The group returned to town with Elygyn and his dog on a stretcher, carrying Malin the Leprachaun’s pipes in Gaelwynn’s bag of holding. She refused to release the pipes to Malin, so he promised to show them where his treasure was hidden. Laughing he gestured at Rabbye whom he apparently polymorphed into a giant fox… which Malin rode back to town. The rest of the party watched over the recovering citizens when a large warrior riding a griffin landed in their midst and after a brief, tense encounter, revealed he was from Xanthipon and took the oracle with him.

Meanwhile, Gaelwynn thought she’d tricked Malin into leaping into her bag and he promised to lead the group to his treasure. Turns out she caught on of his mirror images as the real Malin warned them of impending danger should they seperate. It was then they noticed Shadow Elves creeping around the town…

DM’s Bibliography: This adventure was adapted mainly from the Dungeons & dragons Creature Crucible: Tales of the Wee Folk by John Nephew; Part II, The Adventure Booklet, page 6 “A Night Out On The Forest”.


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