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<blockquote data-quote="Voadam" data-source="post: 7896823" data-attributes="member: 2209"><p><a href="https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/81826/Trove-of-Treasure-Maps?affiliate_id=17596" target="_blank">Trove of Treasure Maps</a></p><p>3.5</p><p><strong>Lucky Bob, Spectre:</strong> Lucky Bob was a well-known pirate who ravaged the sea lanes for many years. While robbing merchant vessels was profitable, Lucky Bob grew weary of the ordinary booty of trade goods available to him on the high seas. He plundered his share of merchant goods, arms and supplies over the years but he longed for that one big haul that would make him rich and let him retire to an easy life.</p><p>His greed and rumors of great treasure convinced him to travel inland to the Village of Golain. Golain was home to the Feerino family, who reputedly had a collection of fabulous jewels. Thus, he and his accomplice, Sal "Cutthroat" Sonog set out to Golain to begin their career as burglars. Golain was a tiny but well defended village that had a wooded wall surrounding it with several guard towers overlooking the homes and the surrounding land.</p><p>After staying at an inn in Golain for several days while they cased the home of the Feerino family, they concluded that it was too well defended to risk an ordinary break-in – the Feerinos maintained a large number of mercenary guards to man their towers and walls. But Lucky Bob’s partner in crime, Sonog, had an idea: if they could create a diversion, they could distract the family and the guards and he and Bob could sneak in to grab the jewels. This diversion had to be something big; some enormous spectacle that would draw everyone out of the Feerino mansion.</p><p>That was when Lucky Bob and Sonog decided to set fire to the farmer’s market on the east side of town. If the fire could be made large and impressive enough, every able-bodied hand in the village would be called into the bucket brigade, leaving the jewels unguarded.</p><p>Their plan worked. In fact, it worked so well that they obtained the Feerino jewels without so much as raising a sword. Unfortunately, their fire rampaged out of control. Many lives were lost as the conflagration consumed the entire village and much of the surrounding forest.</p><p>The unanticipated mass destruction presented a problem for the thieves. Surely refugees from the village would begin an exodus to neighboring settlements. They would likely seek shelter in the coastal Town of Tairid near where Lucky Bob’s pirate crew lay in wait for the return of their captain. The Golain disaster would bring a significant number of authorities sniffing around and that was the last thing the two men needed. So they decided to head further inland to lay low until the coast was clear. They fled to the tiny village of Terinoot.</p><p>What Lucky Bob and Sonog failed to realize was that the Feerino jewels bore a curse. This curse drove many of those who possessed the jewels over the years mad. For Lucky Bob and Sonog, already considered not entirely stable by many, this process progressed very quickly.</p><p>On the way to the village of Terinoot, the men passed through a forest of palm trees as the landscape became dryer. There, the strange birds in the trees seemed to heckle them with calls of "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" In the men’s minds the bizarre avians repeated this over and over, each time it grew louder and louder. When the men arrived in Terinoot, they could still hear the voices of the birds in their minds. "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" It was as if the birds were laughing at them.</p><p>They rented a room at an inn called the Sailor’s Last Bunk and nervously made plans to free themselves of their predicament. The men planned to hide the jewels and lay low, hoping that the incessant laughing of the birds in their heads would fade when the birds lost interest. Once free of the avian mockery, they would to return later with a magic-user or cleric who could dispel the supernatural forces that were surely at work here.</p><p>The men investigated the cellar of the inn for a good place to hide their booty. There in the cellar they found a stone cover over an old abandoned well. In years past, the inhabitants of the inn used the well for both water and brewing. But over time the well became fouled by excessive iron ore deposits in the surrounding rock and the water (and more importantly the beer) became rust colored and foul to the taste. Thus, the well was abandoned. The pirates climbed into the well and buried Lucky Bob’s prize in the wall of the well behind loose stones.</p><p>The ill-fated pair tried to retire for the night but neither of them slept soundly. They continued tossing and turning to the laughing of the birds in their heads and the mantra, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". The next morning the men set out to return to their ship.</p><p>By the time the men had reached the forest of the birds, Lucky Bob began blaming his companion for the maddening sounds. In a fit of insanity, he struck out at Sonog hoping to make the noises stop. By this time, Sonog too had begun to mistrust Lucky Bob and this attack pushed him over the edge. The two men struggled and Sonog bludgeoned Lucky Bob to death with a stone, shouting out all the while, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw".</p><p>With the voices still in his head and Sonog fully gripped by the insanity of the curse of the Feerino jewels, he saw the blood and gore that spilled out of Lucky Bob’s remains and began to consume his former shipmate. As he tore into the flesh he was overjoyed to find that this grisly act began to quiet the voices in his head. With a renewed vigor he stripped the body to the bone hoping it would quell the voices permanently. Once his mind was quiet, he came to his senses and confronted the ever-growing horror of what he had done.</p><p></p><p><strong>Shadow:</strong> ?</p><p><strong>Skarrnid Swordwraith:</strong> ?</p><p><strong>Huecuva:</strong> ?</p><p><strong>Swordwraith:</strong> ?</p><p><strong>Skeleton:</strong> By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play.</p><p><strong>Zombie:</strong> By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play.</p><p></p><p>Hackmaster 4e</p><p><strong>Huecuva:</strong> ?</p><p><strong>Lucky Bob, Spectre:</strong> Lucky Bob was a well-known pirate who ravaged the sea lanes for many years. While robbing merchant vessels was profitable, Lucky Bob grew weary of the ordinary booty of trade goods available to him on the high seas. He plundered his share of merchant goods, arms and supplies over the years but he longed for that one big haul that would make him rich and let him retire to an easy life.</p><p>His greed and rumors of great treasure convinced him to travel inland to the Village of Golain. Golain was home to the Feerino family, who reputedly had a collection of fabulous jewels. Thus, he and his accomplice, Sal "Cutthroat" Sonog set out to Golain to begin their career as burglars. Golain was a tiny but well defended village that had a wooded wall surrounding it with several guard towers overlooking the homes and the surrounding land.</p><p>After staying at an inn in Golain for several days while they cased the home of the Feerino family, they concluded that it was too well defended to risk an ordinary break-in – the Feerinos maintained a large number of mercenary guards to man their towers and walls. But Lucky Bob’s partner in crime, Sonog, had an idea: if they could create a diversion, they could distract the family and the guards and he and Bob could sneak in to grab the jewels. This diversion had to be something big; some enormous spectacle that would draw everyone out of the Feerino mansion.</p><p>That was when Lucky Bob and Sonog decided to set fire to the farmer’s market on the east side of town. If the fire could be made large and impressive enough, every able-bodied hand in the village would be called into the bucket brigade, leaving the jewels unguarded.</p><p>Their plan worked. In fact, it worked so well that they obtained the Feerino jewels without so much as raising a sword. Unfortunately, their fire rampaged out of control. Many lives were lost as the conflagration consumed the entire village and much of the surrounding forest.</p><p>The unanticipated mass destruction presented a problem for the thieves. Surely refugees from the village would begin an exodus to neighboring settlements. They would likely seek shelter in the coastal Town of Tairid near where Lucky Bob’s pirate crew lay in wait for the return of their captain. The Golain disaster would bring a significant number of authorities sniffing around and that was the last thing the two men needed. So they decided to head further inland to lay low until the coast was clear. They fled to the tiny village of Terinoot.</p><p>What Lucky Bob and Sonog failed to realize was that the Feerino jewels bore a curse. This curse drove many of those who possessed the jewels over the years mad. For Lucky Bob and Sonog, already considered not entirely stable by many, this process progressed very quickly.</p><p>On the way to the village of Terinoot, the men passed through a forest of palm trees as the landscape became dryer. There, the strange birds in the trees seemed to heckle them with calls of "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" In the men’s minds the bizarre avians repeated this over and over, each time it grew louder and louder. When the men arrived in Terinoot, they could still hear the voices of the birds in their minds. "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" It was as if the birds were laughing at them.</p><p>They rented a room at an inn called the Sailor’s Last Bunk and nervously made plans to free themselves of their predicament. The men planned to hide the jewels and lay low, hoping that the incessant laughing of the birds in their heads would fade when the birds lost interest. Once free of the avian mockery, they would to return later with a magic-user or cleric who could dispel the supernatural forces that were surely at work here.</p><p>The men investigated the cellar of the inn for a good place to hide their booty. There in the cellar they found a stone cover over an old abandoned well. In years past, the inhabitants of the inn used the well for both water and brewing. But over time the well became fouled by excessive iron ore deposits in the surrounding rock and the water (and more importantly the beer) became rust colored and foul to the taste. Thus, the well was abandoned. The pirates climbed into the well and buried Lucky Bob’s prize in the wall of the well behind loose stones.</p><p>The ill-fated pair tried to retire for the night but neither of them slept soundly. They continued tossing and turning to the laughing of the birds in their heads and the mantra, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". The next morning the men set out to return to their ship.</p><p>By the time the men had reached the forest of the birds, Lucky Bob began blaming his companion for the maddening sounds. In a fit of insanity, he struck out at Sonog hoping to make the noises stop. By this time, Sonog too had begun to mistrust Lucky Bob and this attack pushed him over the edge. The two men struggled and Sonog bludgeoned Lucky Bob to death with a stone, shouting out all the while, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw".</p><p>With the voices still in his head and Sonog fully gripped by the insanity of the curse of the Feerino jewels, he saw the blood and gore that spilled out of Lucky Bob’s remains and began to consume his former shipmate. As he tore into the flesh he was overjoyed to find that this grisly act began to quiet the voices in his head. With a renewed vigor he stripped the body to the bone hoping it would quell the voices permanently. Once his mind was quiet, he came to his senses and confronted the ever-growing horror of what he had done.</p><p><strong>Animated Skeleton:</strong> By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play.</p><p><strong>Common Zombie:</strong> By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play.</p><p></p><p><strong>Shadow:</strong> ?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Voadam, post: 7896823, member: 2209"] [URL=https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/81826/Trove-of-Treasure-Maps?affiliate_id=17596]Trove of Treasure Maps[/URL] 3.5 [b]Lucky Bob, Spectre:[/b] Lucky Bob was a well-known pirate who ravaged the sea lanes for many years. While robbing merchant vessels was profitable, Lucky Bob grew weary of the ordinary booty of trade goods available to him on the high seas. He plundered his share of merchant goods, arms and supplies over the years but he longed for that one big haul that would make him rich and let him retire to an easy life. His greed and rumors of great treasure convinced him to travel inland to the Village of Golain. Golain was home to the Feerino family, who reputedly had a collection of fabulous jewels. Thus, he and his accomplice, Sal "Cutthroat" Sonog set out to Golain to begin their career as burglars. Golain was a tiny but well defended village that had a wooded wall surrounding it with several guard towers overlooking the homes and the surrounding land. After staying at an inn in Golain for several days while they cased the home of the Feerino family, they concluded that it was too well defended to risk an ordinary break-in – the Feerinos maintained a large number of mercenary guards to man their towers and walls. But Lucky Bob’s partner in crime, Sonog, had an idea: if they could create a diversion, they could distract the family and the guards and he and Bob could sneak in to grab the jewels. This diversion had to be something big; some enormous spectacle that would draw everyone out of the Feerino mansion. That was when Lucky Bob and Sonog decided to set fire to the farmer’s market on the east side of town. If the fire could be made large and impressive enough, every able-bodied hand in the village would be called into the bucket brigade, leaving the jewels unguarded. Their plan worked. In fact, it worked so well that they obtained the Feerino jewels without so much as raising a sword. Unfortunately, their fire rampaged out of control. Many lives were lost as the conflagration consumed the entire village and much of the surrounding forest. The unanticipated mass destruction presented a problem for the thieves. Surely refugees from the village would begin an exodus to neighboring settlements. They would likely seek shelter in the coastal Town of Tairid near where Lucky Bob’s pirate crew lay in wait for the return of their captain. The Golain disaster would bring a significant number of authorities sniffing around and that was the last thing the two men needed. So they decided to head further inland to lay low until the coast was clear. They fled to the tiny village of Terinoot. What Lucky Bob and Sonog failed to realize was that the Feerino jewels bore a curse. This curse drove many of those who possessed the jewels over the years mad. For Lucky Bob and Sonog, already considered not entirely stable by many, this process progressed very quickly. On the way to the village of Terinoot, the men passed through a forest of palm trees as the landscape became dryer. There, the strange birds in the trees seemed to heckle them with calls of "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" In the men’s minds the bizarre avians repeated this over and over, each time it grew louder and louder. When the men arrived in Terinoot, they could still hear the voices of the birds in their minds. "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" It was as if the birds were laughing at them. They rented a room at an inn called the Sailor’s Last Bunk and nervously made plans to free themselves of their predicament. The men planned to hide the jewels and lay low, hoping that the incessant laughing of the birds in their heads would fade when the birds lost interest. Once free of the avian mockery, they would to return later with a magic-user or cleric who could dispel the supernatural forces that were surely at work here. The men investigated the cellar of the inn for a good place to hide their booty. There in the cellar they found a stone cover over an old abandoned well. In years past, the inhabitants of the inn used the well for both water and brewing. But over time the well became fouled by excessive iron ore deposits in the surrounding rock and the water (and more importantly the beer) became rust colored and foul to the taste. Thus, the well was abandoned. The pirates climbed into the well and buried Lucky Bob’s prize in the wall of the well behind loose stones. The ill-fated pair tried to retire for the night but neither of them slept soundly. They continued tossing and turning to the laughing of the birds in their heads and the mantra, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". The next morning the men set out to return to their ship. By the time the men had reached the forest of the birds, Lucky Bob began blaming his companion for the maddening sounds. In a fit of insanity, he struck out at Sonog hoping to make the noises stop. By this time, Sonog too had begun to mistrust Lucky Bob and this attack pushed him over the edge. The two men struggled and Sonog bludgeoned Lucky Bob to death with a stone, shouting out all the while, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". With the voices still in his head and Sonog fully gripped by the insanity of the curse of the Feerino jewels, he saw the blood and gore that spilled out of Lucky Bob’s remains and began to consume his former shipmate. As he tore into the flesh he was overjoyed to find that this grisly act began to quiet the voices in his head. With a renewed vigor he stripped the body to the bone hoping it would quell the voices permanently. Once his mind was quiet, he came to his senses and confronted the ever-growing horror of what he had done. [b]Shadow:[/b] ? [b]Skarrnid Swordwraith:[/b] ? [b]Huecuva:[/b] ? [b]Swordwraith:[/b] ? [b]Skeleton:[/b] By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play. [b]Zombie:[/b] By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play. Hackmaster 4e [b]Huecuva:[/b] ? [b]Lucky Bob, Spectre:[/b] Lucky Bob was a well-known pirate who ravaged the sea lanes for many years. While robbing merchant vessels was profitable, Lucky Bob grew weary of the ordinary booty of trade goods available to him on the high seas. He plundered his share of merchant goods, arms and supplies over the years but he longed for that one big haul that would make him rich and let him retire to an easy life. His greed and rumors of great treasure convinced him to travel inland to the Village of Golain. Golain was home to the Feerino family, who reputedly had a collection of fabulous jewels. Thus, he and his accomplice, Sal "Cutthroat" Sonog set out to Golain to begin their career as burglars. Golain was a tiny but well defended village that had a wooded wall surrounding it with several guard towers overlooking the homes and the surrounding land. After staying at an inn in Golain for several days while they cased the home of the Feerino family, they concluded that it was too well defended to risk an ordinary break-in – the Feerinos maintained a large number of mercenary guards to man their towers and walls. But Lucky Bob’s partner in crime, Sonog, had an idea: if they could create a diversion, they could distract the family and the guards and he and Bob could sneak in to grab the jewels. This diversion had to be something big; some enormous spectacle that would draw everyone out of the Feerino mansion. That was when Lucky Bob and Sonog decided to set fire to the farmer’s market on the east side of town. If the fire could be made large and impressive enough, every able-bodied hand in the village would be called into the bucket brigade, leaving the jewels unguarded. Their plan worked. In fact, it worked so well that they obtained the Feerino jewels without so much as raising a sword. Unfortunately, their fire rampaged out of control. Many lives were lost as the conflagration consumed the entire village and much of the surrounding forest. The unanticipated mass destruction presented a problem for the thieves. Surely refugees from the village would begin an exodus to neighboring settlements. They would likely seek shelter in the coastal Town of Tairid near where Lucky Bob’s pirate crew lay in wait for the return of their captain. The Golain disaster would bring a significant number of authorities sniffing around and that was the last thing the two men needed. So they decided to head further inland to lay low until the coast was clear. They fled to the tiny village of Terinoot. What Lucky Bob and Sonog failed to realize was that the Feerino jewels bore a curse. This curse drove many of those who possessed the jewels over the years mad. For Lucky Bob and Sonog, already considered not entirely stable by many, this process progressed very quickly. On the way to the village of Terinoot, the men passed through a forest of palm trees as the landscape became dryer. There, the strange birds in the trees seemed to heckle them with calls of "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" In the men’s minds the bizarre avians repeated this over and over, each time it grew louder and louder. When the men arrived in Terinoot, they could still hear the voices of the birds in their minds. "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw!" It was as if the birds were laughing at them. They rented a room at an inn called the Sailor’s Last Bunk and nervously made plans to free themselves of their predicament. The men planned to hide the jewels and lay low, hoping that the incessant laughing of the birds in their heads would fade when the birds lost interest. Once free of the avian mockery, they would to return later with a magic-user or cleric who could dispel the supernatural forces that were surely at work here. The men investigated the cellar of the inn for a good place to hide their booty. There in the cellar they found a stone cover over an old abandoned well. In years past, the inhabitants of the inn used the well for both water and brewing. But over time the well became fouled by excessive iron ore deposits in the surrounding rock and the water (and more importantly the beer) became rust colored and foul to the taste. Thus, the well was abandoned. The pirates climbed into the well and buried Lucky Bob’s prize in the wall of the well behind loose stones. The ill-fated pair tried to retire for the night but neither of them slept soundly. They continued tossing and turning to the laughing of the birds in their heads and the mantra, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". The next morning the men set out to return to their ship. By the time the men had reached the forest of the birds, Lucky Bob began blaming his companion for the maddening sounds. In a fit of insanity, he struck out at Sonog hoping to make the noises stop. By this time, Sonog too had begun to mistrust Lucky Bob and this attack pushed him over the edge. The two men struggled and Sonog bludgeoned Lucky Bob to death with a stone, shouting out all the while, "Lucky Bob, caw, not so lucky! Caw". With the voices still in his head and Sonog fully gripped by the insanity of the curse of the Feerino jewels, he saw the blood and gore that spilled out of Lucky Bob’s remains and began to consume his former shipmate. As he tore into the flesh he was overjoyed to find that this grisly act began to quiet the voices in his head. With a renewed vigor he stripped the body to the bone hoping it would quell the voices permanently. Once his mind was quiet, he came to his senses and confronted the ever-growing horror of what he had done. [b]Animated Skeleton:[/b] By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play. [b]Common Zombie:[/b] By day their maker, Holbad the necromancer, has commanded them to conceal themselves in the marshes to avoid the appearance of foul play. [b]Shadow:[/b] ? [/QUOTE]
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