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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gorice" data-source="post: 9050488" data-attributes="member: 7032863">Forest Garden, week 315: Spear Thicket<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">A boggy area with waist-high long grass.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(!) Spears buried deep in the bog, with their rusted heads facing up, at odd angles. Running into these means taking a hit.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(??) A successful search reveals (roll 1d6)<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">1-3 = A bit of rusted armour.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">4 = A golden torc worth 10 coins (only once)</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">5 = Old bones.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">6 = The hilt of the fabled Cloudslicer, gilt, wrapped in dragon skin, studded with enamel skulls, and sporting a ragged bit of rust where it’s giant blade used to be.</li> </ul></li> </ul>16: Village Pond<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(!) Lair of the swan monsters, nesting in the reeds. They love to feast on human flesh.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">A small artificial lake ringed with high rushes.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(?) The dinghy parked on the bank is leaky but mostly intact.</li> </ul>17: Gaoler’s Grotto<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(!) Lair of an armoured ogre demon. Victims are shut up in the cells within the grotto caves.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(?) Pile of old human bones under a nearby tree.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Most cells are empty. One contains Magpie, a sly treasure hunter who got herself captured. Her rope, water, sword, and ornate crystal lantern (20 coins, a treasure she filched from the upper levels) are outside her locked cell.<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Mapie wants: treasure!</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Needs: her freedom</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Fears: betrayal, the ogre</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Knows: how to sneak in by prying open the sluices. A little about the next level up.</li> </ul></li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(?) There is a stone cupboard filled with extremely exotic, but long-rusted and disused, instruments of torture.</li> </ul>18: Imperial Boulevard<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Broad path of marble flagstones flecked with moss and lichen. Overshadowed and hemmed in by tall trees with broad gnarly boughs.</li> </ul>19: Blue Apes<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(!) A small colony of blue apes, living in the nearby trees. The apes speak common.<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Wants: mischief, insignia of rank</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Needs: they have all they need</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Fears: swan monsters, wyvern</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Knows: a little about the denizens of the garden, but nothing beyond</li> </ul></li> </ul>20: Roadblock<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">A pile of 3 upended carriages, now tangle of verdigris and rotten harwood. They block the road (but could be climbed over).</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(!) The wyvern monitors this area for prey.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(??) The carriages were self-propelled and might contain useful salvage.</li> </ul>21: Lift<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">Elevator cage down to the green room in the fortress.</li> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">(?) Brass control rods still function.</li> </ul></blockquote>

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