GRAPES OF WRATH (Setting Primer)

PRIMEUMATON came up with a writing challenge: make a seven-hex adventure set in your bespoke TTRPG setting. I like this. Similar to eating your vegetables or properly disposing of a corpse, forcing yourself to write gameable content (instead of pages and pages of lore) is always a good idea.

I've been toying with a setting idea (Book of Enoch meets Ancient Greece meets Book of the New Sun meets DEAD gODS meets the Lovecraft Mythos meets Ogre Gods), so I'll be picking up the gauntlet. Any good project needs a name, and given my inspirations GRAPES OF WRATH is a strong contender.

Jacob Jordaens

Dying In The Dark (GLoG Race-As-Class: Dwarf)

Ana Victoria Esquivel

"They were terrible in a fashion I am not certain I can explain - like apes in that they had hairy, crooked bodies, long-armed, short-legged and thick-necked. It was something in their faces, perhaps in the huge pale-irised eyes. It told me they were as human as I."
The Claw of the Conciliator [303-4]

SIN EATER

Skill: 1. Brewer. 2. Combat Engineer. 3. Metalsmith. 4. Stonemason.

Starting Items: A heavy weapon, or a medium weapon and a shield, a flask of mushroom wine, a pouch of iron nuggets, medium armour and two Tools of the Trade.

The Sin Eaters are a slave race of troglodyte labourers. In centuries past, feuding Nephilim demanded huge sums of copper, gold, iron and silver to satiate their war machines. When their mine slaves couldn't meet quota, the impatient godlings perverted them into something that would.

The Dogs Of War (GLoG Race-As-Class: Wood Elf)

Francisco Goya

“Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness. They will rule the fish of the sea, the birds of the sky, the livestock, all the earth, and the creatures that crawl on the earth."

Genesis [1:26]

DEODAND

Skill: 1. Herbalism. 2. Butchery. 3. Handcrafts. 4. Astronomy.

Starting Items: A medium recurve bow, a quiver of 24 arrows, a medium spear, a light knife, the skin of something you killed (light armour), scrimshaw jewellery and two Wyld Trinkets.

The Deodands are to humans what wolfhounds are to wolves. Something that looks like you, but twisted into a form better suited to kill you. Elongated limbs and clawed hands. Massive saucer eyes and distendable jaws with too many fucking teeth. A race selectively bred by the Nephilim into bipedal killing machines with a divine mandate to bring the wild places of Urth to heel. 

Revisiting The Directory

Eduardo Valdés-Hevia

Over the past couple months I've finally settled on a formatting style I like; it's only taken me ~4 years to make my various TTRPG products look cohesive. To celebrate I decided to revisit the scenario directory I made for my Delta Green content a few years back. 

Dragoleaf's Directory now has all of my work in one place. I'll be linking it under "My TTRPG Content", as well as on the N@TO Discord. If you're a player of mine and notice something is missing, let me know via a comment here or a direct message through Discord. 

In addition to compiling all my content, I've also gone through and updated everything to the unified format I mention prior. I haven't revisited any unfinished scenarios yet, that's on the backburner until I complete the projects I'm currently working on.

Thanks for stopping by!

Puer Delicatus - A Delta Green Scenario

Fee Fi Fo Fin

The blog is called "Federal Agent Make-Believe", yet it never posts Delta Green content.

How curious...

The Bloody Marches - Session Five

Two adventurers and their hirelings reentered the FLOODED FORGE, eager to finish the fumigation and claim loot of the highest craftdwarfship.

• Burned Leaves, Elf 2.
• Heiwae Mann, Thief 5.
• Sven, Orc 1.
• Varg, Dwarf 2.

With Heiwae's Infravision spell still active, the whole party could see in the dark and so decided to forgo torches. They struck up a conversation with the Cyclorc sentries, learning about an "evil rock" that screamed at the greenmen in a language they didn't recognise. They also mentioned their tribe's giant war rat was marooned to the North, surrounded in a flooded chamber by headless skeletons.

Alan Lee

The Bloody Marches - Session Four

The Brood Snatcher lay anchored in the demesne of Ingmaind the Ascending, counting their coin and mourning their losses. An outrigger from the Shattered Islands approached, the grinning captain bringing adventuring supplies to exchange for hard-earned treasure.

Also aboard the karakoa was a somber Axedwarf from the Mountainhomes. He said he was a friend of Father Dewyd, journeying on a quest to slay the daimones that killed his drinking buddy. The party eagerly welcomed their newest recruit and arrayed themselves for further adventure:

• Burned Leaves, Elf 2.
• Godwin the Green, Fighter 3.
• Heiwae Mann, Thief 4.
• Robin, Cleric 3.
• Varg, Dwarf 2.

Shanty

The Bloody Marches - Session Three

Five adventurers arrayed themselves on the SINKING TOWER's third floor, ready to descend to the penultimate layer of the dungeoncrawl.

• Dewyd the Pious, Friar 2 of Beer & Bread.
• Godwin the Green, Fighter 3.
• Heiwae Mann, Thief 4.
• Robin, Cleric 2 of Phantom Limb.
• Burned Leaves, Elf 1 (retainer of Godwin).

Having hired Perry the Homunculus, the gang quizzed him for information. The mutant said the second level was a flooded library; where the skinkmen fled after he tortured them in self-defence. The party used the monotreme's alchemy skills and Dewyd's brewing expertise to bottle some clerical miracles, distilling monster organs into draughts of wound closure and liquid courage.

The Bloody Marches - Session Two

Five adventurers stood on the fourth floor of the SINKING TOWER, busy fumigating a wizard's basement in preparation for some magical construction.

• Dewyd the Pious, Friar 1 of Beer & Bread.
• Godwin the Green, Fighter 3.
• Heiwae Mann, Thief 3.
• Robin, Cleric 1 of Phantom Limb.
• Burned Leaves, Elf 1 (retainer of Godwin).

Gavel had volunteered to guard the Brood Snatcher, not trusting the drug-addled blaster caster. He'd lent Godwin his enchanted sickle-sword for killing magical critters.

Dragonbane

The Bloody Marches - Session One, Part Two

With daylight dwindling, the six adventurers went searching for safe anchorage. Hearing tales of traders from the Shattered Islands in the nearby swamps, they soon found the the islanders' outpost, outriggers and stilted huts smelling of fish, spice and woodsmoke.

The adventurers noticed a Triton selling artefacts from a caracoa. Athanasius the Saltman wore an Amulet of Airbreathing and had a bevy of magic items for sale. Godwin tried selling him some Beers of Beard Growth. Despite the Saltman lacking any hair follicles, the fighter managed exchange two flasks for a scroll of Continual Light.

Magic: The Gathering