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ShortQuests -- individual adventure modules! An all-new collection of digest-sized D&D adventures designed to plug in to your game.

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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vigilance" data-source="post: 753807" data-attributes="member: 4275">Bit of Flavor TextThought I would further tease and intrigue with a bit of the flavor text from the game <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Malcolm glanced up at the rear view mirror as the flash of lights let him know he was being pursued.  Damn.  I thought I’d lost them in that last switchback.  A dirt road branched off into the dark forest that blanketed either side of the desolate country road, and without a second thought Malcolm hit the gas, banked hard, and took the road.  As soon as he turned he killed the lights, driving by feel and instinct as much as by sight in the darkness.  Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the girl sitting next to him shift uncomfortably.  She was crying.  Why those thugs were after her was beyond him, but Malcolm was damned if he was going to let some misguided cult sacrifice a nine-year old girl because of some religious delusion.  “Don’t worry sweetie.  They won’t catch us.”The girl shook her head, raising her hands up so the lights from the car’s speedometer shone a sickly green on them.  They were wet with blood.  Malcolm checked the mirror briefly.  No lights.  He hit the breaks, and turned on the overhead map light.  She was bleeding from her forehead as well. And her side. The overpowering smell of roses filled the cabin of the car.  Malcolm ignored the tight ball in the pit of his stomach as he handed the girl the first aid kit from the glove box and gunned the engine again.  The lights behind him had returned.  And Malcolm could only remember what that crazy old man had told him on that dusty side street in Cairo last month.  A month that seemed an eternity.  From the dawn of time they have walked among us, since Adam and Eve were expelled from Paradise.  Fighting a war of Blood.  Seeing the red soak through the bandages the sniffling girl had wrapped around her hands, Malcolm thought he understood.  Or that he was losing his mind.</blockquote>

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