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Felkirk’s Fallen

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, Felkirk’s Fallen. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric but it can easily use the adversary stat-blocks highlighted in Friday nights post if you’re running Daggerheart. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, Felkirk’s Fallen, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

Felkirk’s Fallen

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The wooden planks of the dock groaned beneath the party’s steps as smoke drifted from the burning galley behind them. In the eerie stillness, Bunker and Cinella emerged, their expressions caught between disbelief and admiration. Where once chaos ruled, silence reigned. Cinella’s voice trembled with both awe and relief as she praised the party’s staggering success. They had expected only to hold the enemy at bay, waiting for royal reinforcements that never arrived. Instead, it was the party who turned the tide. Bunker, always brimming with rough-hewn pride, reminded them of the warehouse lift, the very path that got them here in time.

The moment did not last. A soldier staggered onto the dock, breathless and dirt-smeared, bearing ill news. One of their own had returned from a mission to seek aid at the castle, only to collapse in death, muttering fragments about the dead and Merchants Way. Cinella’s stance shifted; they could send some troops, but mercenaries still stalked the shadows, and no one knew what lay ahead. She issued swift commands to rest and regroup. Her eyes then met the party’s, heavy with unspoken hope. Perhaps, once again, they would be asked to do what no others could

Merchants Way greeted the party with dread. Blood stained the streets in great swathes, walls scarred with frantic claw marks and steel gouges, but not a body lay in sight. The signs of violence were fresh, yet the dead had been moved, dragged up toward the castle. Shattered carts and broken doorframes littered the path, but the party pressed on with Cinella, Bunker, and a handful of steadfast allies. When the dead did return, it was not with blind fury, but tactical malice. From the shadows, the undead swarmed with unnerving coordination, seeking to entrap rather than overwhelm.

Blades cleaved and spells burst as the party stood their ground, but with each strike a deeper horror unfolded. Among the dead were familiar faces; once citizens of Felkirk, and others who bore the long-decayed wounds of battles long past. These were no accidental corpses. They had been gathered and raised for war, prepared well before this night. A raven called from above and wheeled away toward the castle. Somewhere close, a necromancer guided the assault with chilling foresight. Wounds were bound in haste. The party moved, still bleeding, toward the storm that awaited them.

Their pace quickened as they neared the castle. Undead corpses now littered the stones like refuse, signs that someone; perhaps those within, had been fighting fiercely. Fire arrows rained over the walls, igniting swathes of the dead. Standing apart from the carnage was a robed mage, casting destructive spells heedless of which bodies they struck. Tattered like old feathers, the figure remained obscured behind waves of undead. But then, a new threat revealed itself. Rotting ravens, perched high and silent, watched from the rooftops. Their glassy eyes turned toward the party. Moments later, fresh zombies stirred below, forming a living barrier between the party and the mage. Just as all seemed lost, fire tore through the ranks. The mage’s attention faltered. In the chaos, gaps formed, narrow, fleeting, and dangerous. A chance to reach the mage was laid bare, but it would not last long.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

Felkirk’s Boat Problem

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, Felkirk’s Boat Problem. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric but it can easily use the adversary stat-blocks highlighted in Friday nights post if you’re running Daggerheart. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, Felkirk’s Boat Problem, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

Felkirk’s Boat Problem

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The brief quiet that had settled over Felkirk’s merchant quarter vanished with the rising smoke from the docks. Where once the sounds of waves and creaking wood dominated, now came the crash of fire and the screams of the dying. Rumours spread quickly that a demon-crewed ship had arrived, tearing through vessels moored at the harbor and unleashing untold horror on the workers below. As flames rose into the night, it became clear this was not a passing nightmare but the next phase of a larger invasion.

Upon reaching the docks, the truth surfaced. These were no fiends from another plane, but highly trained warriors clad in terrifying armour. They struck with purpose, gathering what they could from the burning city and loading it onto a massive galley anchored in the bay. The dock front had become a war zone. Patrols swept the area and cut down anyone who lingered. The invaders were not just attacking, they were taking control.

Retreating to reassess their path, the party was drawn upward by a flicker of movement and a whispered voice. There, crouched in the shadows of a rooftop, was a broad-shouldered rigger named Bunker. Resourceful and determined, he had transformed his knowledge of the dock machinery and rooftop passages into a network of resistance. Inside his hideout, surrounded by scavenged gear and crates, he laid bare the scale of the occupation and offered a vantage point to plan from.

From above, the group watched the flow of bodies and cargo between the galley and the docks. Rowboats moved like clockwork, ferrying supplies and captives under the watchful eye of deck commanders. The galley’s ballistae loomed ominously, tracking every boat with machine-like vigilance. As the hours passed, the soldiers extended their grip deeper into the city. When a nearby ship exploded in a burst of fire and screams, the party knew the time for observation was over. The heart of the enemy lay floating in the bay, and it had to be dealt with.

Down below, the docks burned and bled. Shadows danced across the waves as soldiers hauled their spoils along the last intact pier. The stolen goods were hidden under covered boats, their purpose uncertain but undoubtedly foul. Felkirk would not survive the night if that galley remained untouched. The only question now was whether the party could strike before their rooftop refuge became the next casualty of war.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

Felkirk’s Foot Traffic

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, Felkirk’s Foot Traffic. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric but it can easily use the adversary stat-blocks highlighted in Friday nights post if you’re running Daggerheart. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, Felkirk’s Foot Traffic, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

Felkirk’s Foot Traffic

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Beneath the shroud of darkness, steel found its voice once more. The warehouse doors slammed open, and masked figures surged forward, flooding the street with silent ferocity. Their blades gleamed in the lamplight, each strike a calculated attempt to break through the sudden clash erupting outside their hidden nest. The narrow alleys transformed into battlegrounds where echoes of grunts, steel, and rushing footsteps collided. Amid the scuffle, crates were overturned and market stalls splintered, turning Market Street into a deadly labyrinth of cover and ambushes.

Inside the warehouse, chaos deepened. Cinella led the charge with a grim determination, slipping past fallen supply crates and upturned barrels as hidden assailants sprang from cover. The infiltrators fought with cornered resolve, their movements betraying just how vital this location was to their plan. Each strike, each defensive parry, revealed desperation beneath their silence. Maps scattered across the floor as a lantern crashed, its flames licking at the edge of their plans.

The fight pressed deeper into the compound. Dim corridors became choke points, every doorway another trap, every shadow a threat. The air was thick with sweat and the burn of lantern oil, and the thud of footsteps overhead suggested more enemies readying their descent. From an overlooking mezzanine, a figure gave orders in harsh whispers, trying to coordinate a retreat or perhaps a counter-ambush. Either way, they were fighting not just for ground but to keep their secrets from falling into unwanted hands.

Outside, the street continued to host its own deadly rhythm. Citizens cowered behind locked shutters, the clash of weapons setting their hearts pounding in tandem with the fury unfolding just beyond their walls. Cinella’s cloaked allies held the perimeter as best they could, trying to prevent reinforcements from slipping in through side streets or alleys. They knew time was thin, and whatever information the building might yield had to be secured before the infiltrators could burn or flee with it.

And then it shifted. A heavier door at the rear of the warehouse cracked open as someone attempted escape, dragging with them a rolled bundle of parchment and a small satchel heavy with metal and glass. This was no longer just a skirmish. It was a race against destruction, and the next few moments would decide whether this enemy stronghold would crumble into smoke and lost chances or stand long enough to be unmasked.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

With the Bestial Intentions

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, With the Bestial Intentions . I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric (regarding Friday night’s Stat-blocks) but this adventure can be used system agnostic more so than my regular Zines. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, With the Bestial Intentions, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

With the Bestial Intentions

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The party was welcomed into a grand hall where the walls displayed fine tapestries and portraits of the king and queen, painted in moments of joy. These images sharply contrasted with the whispers the group had heard about the queen’s troubling behaviour. She had become so aggressive that the king had stopped all staff from attending to her. His decision to summon adventurers instead of using his own guard hinted at a deep concern. Before their meeting, they saw another group of adventurers departing in silence, one offering them a quiet wish of good luck.

In the royal audience chamber, adorned richly and guarded well, the young king greeted the party with warmth yet seriousness. He confided in them that Queen Lorel, who was expecting a child, had recently overcome an illness, yet her temper and actions had turned violent. One servant had even been attacked. Although all tests showed no trace of disease, something had clearly unsettled her. The king’s voice held both hope and worry as he urged the party to investigate.

Their first lead was Tolf, the queen’s manservant, though they were stopped by a protective maid and healer. Tolf had been given medicine to ease his dreams, which had been filled with visions of a beast roaming the castle. The healer explained he cried out in fear but remembered little upon waking. Unable to question him immediately, the party continued to the queen. They were escorted carefully and warned to behave with respect. Inside her torn and battered room, Queen Lorel greeted them with suspicion and sorrow, occasionally shifting between rage and gentle honesty. She confessed to violent blackouts and a growing sense of being lost. Her sudden shift in mood as she requested lunch left the party unsure, the smell of cooking drifting softly behind them as they exited.

Eager for clarity, the party continued gathering what information they could. Despite asking many staff members, no one knew what the queen had been cured of or why she had changed. One name surfaced: Brother Shaemus, a healer whose visit to the queen had been short and mysterious. While asking about him, a commotion nearby led them to discover Tolf had woken. He greeted them with tired eyes and warned that the queen’s decline began after Shaemus’s treatment. Tolf, who had arrived in Blotvia with the queen, believed something had gone wrong with the so-called cure. Then he revealed a final truth. The queen was not simply ill—she was a werewolf.

The party returned to her chambers, disturbed by the dreadful sounds within and the frightened guard nearby. Inside, the destruction was far worse than before. Books, carpets, and furniture lay in ruins, and moonlight spilled across the stone floor. In the gloom, Queen Lorel crept forward, no longer herself. The woman they had spoken to earlier was gone. In her place was a snarling, wild creature, her fingernails scraping against the floor. Though they had heard she once controlled her lycanthropy, what now stared at them was pure instinct and fury. Only her silver necklace still sparkled in the room’s pale light.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

Helm of the Shadow

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, Helm of the Shadow. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric (regarding Friday night’s Stat-blocks) but this adventure can be used system agnostic more so than my regular Zines. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, Helm of the Shadow, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

Helm of the Shadow

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The party set sail aboard The Stardrinker, eager for a job that promised wealth and security. The ship, known for its reliability, carried them smoothly over open waters, its seasoned crew ensuring a steady voyage. The first day passed uneventfully, with the party helping the sailors and enjoying the ease of travel. By the second day, the ship practically sailed itself, leaving Captain Cali to keep a watchful eye on the horizon. That afternoon, a cry rang out – a second ship had appeared, closing in fast, its flag marking it as pirates. The Stardrinker fired first, sending bolts and arrows into the approaching vessel, forcing the attackers into battle. Spells crackled through the air, arrows rained from both ships, and after a tense skirmish, the pirates retreated, seeking weaker prey. Though victorious, unease lingered—if danger had come so soon, what else awaited them?

The party settled into the voyage, the Stardrinker cutting smoothly through sunlit waters. But as the winds shifted and gulls fled toward land, Cali grew tense. A cold breath swept the deck, and an ink-black smear spread across the eastern sky, swallowing the golden light of the setting sun. The crew murmured about an approaching storm, but Cali said nothing. Soon, a ghostly ship emerged from the darkness, its tattered sails barely clinging to the mast. The Stardrinker adjusted its course to avoid it, yet no matter how they moved, the phantom vessel followed. Lanterns flickered as though their light was being stolen, and a deep, groaning sound echoed from the ship’s hull. The crew hesitated—tales of ghost ships and doomed sailors whispered among them. Then, the ropes on the shadowed vessel coiled and stretched. Something was waiting.

Cali gave the order to turn aside, but they were too late. A deafening, metallic screech split the air as boarding harpoons launched from the dark vessel, tethered by thick, frayed ropes. They struck The Stardrinker’s hull, jerking the ship as the ropes tightened. For a moment, silence hung heavy, then the ropes came alive, writhing like serpents, hunting victims. A deckhand was the first to be taken, dragged onto the cursed vessel, his cries cut short. Roth fought against the ropes, slashing at them while sailors desperately held onto him. Cali roared for the crew to cut themselves free, but as she spoke, a rope lashed toward her, barely missing. The party had mere moments before the ropes came for them, dragging them into the horrors lurking within The Shadow.

With a final effort, the last harpoon was severed, the ropes sinking into the sea. The Stardrinker groaned from the strain, its exhausted crew stumbling back, relieved but shaken. A moment of silence passed before The Shadow screamed. It was no human cry but the sound of cursed wood and rigging, a vessel bound to suffering. The sea churned as if trying to swallow the monstrous ship whole – but instead, the vessel rose, tearing itself apart. A gaping wound formed in its hull, revealing a dark, pulsing core—a heart of decay, twisted rope, splintered wood, and rusted metal, brimming with unholy hunger. And then, from within the abyss, something clawed its way free.

A figure emerged, once a captain but no longer human. Its flesh was replaced by knotted rigging, its bones by rotting planks. Rusted blades clung to its twisted form, its hollow eyes burning with an eerie blue glow – the remnants of souls devoured. It dragged a shattered leg, burned from past damage, but its body was still bound in cursed rigging. The ship stilled, its monstrous heart revealed, the air thick with unnatural dread. Whatever this thing was, it was not a mere ghost—it was the soul of the cursed ship itself. The true battle was about to begin.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

Wolfberg’s Gift

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, Wolfberg’s Gift. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric (regarding Friday night’s Stat-blocks) but this adventure can be used system agnostic more so than my regular Zines. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, Wolfberg’s Gift, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

Wolfberg’s Gift

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The party knocked the coded sequence on the warehouse door, stepping into the dimly lit space where guards and hired escorts gathered. Their mission seemed straightforward – escort the king’s enchanted wagon to Wolfhall. The wagon itself, a blend of dwarven craftsmanship and gnomish engineering, pulsed with strange magic. Though its contents were unknown, the reward was substantial, with a portion withheld until the king’s wizard inspected the protective spells. However, unease settled among them as the transport guild’s captain revealed a troubling detail – a counter bounty had been placed, offering a hefty sum to anyone who could claim the wagon’s cargo.

Trouble began before they even left the warehouse. A disguised thief attempted to break into the enchanted wagon, but the group quickly caught and subdued him. Under questioning, the thief revealed that the bounty for stealing the wagon’s contents was double their own payment, shaking the group’s confidence. The danger ahead was far greater than expected, and what had seemed like a routine escort mission now felt like an impending battle. Handing the thief over to the authorities, the true test began as they set out towards Wolfhall.

Among the guards was Ymerman, a palace soldier hoping to redeem himself after failing to protect a prized foal. Many palace guards had similar stories of past failures, adding tension to the mission. The attacks grew fiercer—one guard was gravely injured, and a mercenary lost a limb in an ambush near the market. Even local guards fought alongside them, showing how desperate people were to claim the wagon. Outside the city, the danger only worsened. Traps littered the road, passing wagons launched surprise attacks, and an eerie sense of being watched lingered. Captain Edward Argent and his second-in-command, Anna, led with unwavering precision, arranging fresh horses in hopes of reaching Wolfhall ahead of schedule.

The party arrived in Hollowglenn, a small farming village, to collect replacement horses. But as they pulled in, firebolts and necromantic magic struck the guards, and zombies lurched from the buildings, attacking those protecting the wagon. After escaping the battle, they found momentary peace. But as night fell, they discovered guard Buhfed sneaking away. He confessed that the king had placed the bounty himself—not for the cargo, but for the violence surrounding it. The magic on the wagon wasn’t just protective – it allowed the royals to watch the chaos unfold. Buhfed warned that the king planned to leak their location, ensuring the final stretch was the deadliest.

Captain Argent and Anna devised an alternate route, one that would slow them down but allow no prolonged rest. As they travelled, the true reason for the path became clear – large carved stones disrupted magic, shielding them from the wagon’s tracking spells. It seemed they had finally gained an advantage. But then, the first howls of the hounds echoed through the air, forcing them to prepare for battle once more.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
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Wolfcreek Crossover

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Tonight map-night focused on a small section of Wolfhall land, Wolfcreek Crossover. This river cuts a mighty path through the land and eventually feeds into a larger river that feeds Wolfhall on the irrigation it provides to the farmers. But this week it provides cover, it provides water and it can provide a way to break the scent from the hunting party that is behind them

So grab your boots as we may get a bit wet around the knees in tonight’s map!

Wolfcreek Crossover

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Wolfcreek Crossing – created in Inkarnate.

Plenty of trees provide cover for people moving across the land near Wolfcreek Crossing as the party move to cross the river and try to lose the hunters that have been following them. The other reason for travelling through this part of the woods is the standing stones that lay half buried throughout the area. These stones are known to interrupt with the flow of magic and could provide some much needed respite for the party from those who use the divination wards to spy on them.

A fun map tonight bringing out the layering (digging?) tool again to create most of the map as foreground and the river as a background. Giving a natural riverbank helps create depth that I believe is harder to do with the other art assets and textures.

There are a few textures at work here including the dirt one that helped to bury the rocks throughout the mission. This technique I use sparingly as it can make the assets look really dirty if you use it too often. Trees provide cover and the Rune Stones add a bit of character to this map. A small gully was made from the rocky hills asset that can provide an interesting opportunity for combat or a place to hide in.

Thanks for joining for another map night this week. Don’t forget that we have a few more nights left this week so make sure to come back each day to see what I add to this adventure. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

The Arcane Vessel

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, The Arcane Vessel. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric (regarding Friday night’s Stat-blocks) but this adventure can be used system agnostic more so than my regular Zines. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, The Arcane Vessel, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

The Arcane Vessel

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The party’s quiet moment at the bar took a sudden turn when an unfamiliar coin caught their attention. A green-and-copper piece of unusual shape gleamed under the lantern light, drawing their focus in an almost unnatural way. Their trance was broken by the voice of a charismatic but sharp-eyed stranger, who questioned the coin’s origin. The party’s uncertain response only widened his grin, revealing that the artifact was no ordinary piece of currency—it matched one said to be locked away in the king’s vaults. And with the vault found emptied earlier that day, the coin’s presence in their possession had sealed their fate.

The atmosphere shifted as whispers spread through the inn, patrons quickly excusing themselves to avoid trouble. The bounty hunters made their intentions clear – they had no personal vendetta, only a mission to claim a reward. With their presence now unwelcome, the party was forced to make a difficult choice. Fighting would break the law and only raise their bounty, while leaving quietly meant walking into an uncertain fate. As they stepped onto the streets, they knew confrontation was inevitable. The only question was whether they wanted to win or simply survive.

Outside, the city murmured with unease. The bounty hunter Jet had escaped, but his pursuit was far from over. Rumors clung to the party like smoke, marking them as criminals despite their innocence. As they searched for answers, a lone figure watching them from a nearby alley caught their attention. Instinct drove them to follow, weaving through twisting paths until they arrived in a deserted courtyard. Their quarry, a wiry young man of wealth and cunning, confirmed their fears—they had been framed not for theft, but for possession of something far more valuable. He offered an uneasy alliance, warning that their time to act was limited.

Their pursuer revealed the truth. The king’s vault had never truly been robbed; instead, a noble had manipulated events to retrieve something the party unknowingly carried. A relic, a weapon, a key—their lives had never mattered, only the object they possessed. The bounty hunters were merely pawns sent to exhaust them until the item could be taken easily. The man offered them a choice—flee and survive, stay and be hunted, or work with him to expose the truth. The party hesitated. Trust was scarce, but rejecting this alliance could cost them everything.

Before they could decide, a boy rushed into the courtyard and handed them a note before vanishing into the night. Their new ally, Skall, studied the message with grim certainty – the noble had made their move, no longer needing the party or even Skall himself. To clear their names, they had to act fast. Slipping through the castle under the cover of distraction, they navigated its halls, hoping an anonymous warning sent to the king would be enough. But as they arrived at the vault, their worst fears solidified—the great doors lay open, guards unconscious on the floor, and the truth of what was taken waiting inside.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

Starkhaven Castle Vault

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Tonight map-night update is for Starkhaven Castle Vault – the players find themselves rushing to catch the real perpetrator red handed as they attempt to get into the vault – according to their informant Skall.

So brace yourself, find your best sneakers as we have to be a bit stealthy with tonight’s map!

Starkhaven Castle Vault

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Starkhaven Castle Vault – Created in Inkarnate.

As the alarm bell tolled the party moved through the halls of the castle just as their new ally, Skall, had said it would work. He had created a small fire in the stables – after the animals and people had been moved of course but the discussion was enough that they could slip through the castle to stop the person who set them up from getting what they were after. Thanks to the bounty on their head no one would take them seriously and even if they tried they would find out quickly enough that people would value the gold that’s on their head more than a hunch.

But an anonymous letter had been sent to the king by their ally warning of the attack and they hoped that it would not be too late. They passed by the barracks – which was empty as the guards had been called to deal with the fire and had made their way to the vault hall – according to a map they had acquired. Pushing through the last door two guards lay unconscious on the floor and the great vault door lay open on its hinges.

A decently long map this week with a few twists and turns in tonight’s adventure. A few different (and new) textures made up the backdrop for this weeks adventure for this internal castle map (as only castles would have this much space, surely. A few art assets really bring the vault and surrounding areas to life with adding context to the map.

Thanks for joining for another map night this week. Don’t forget that we have a few more nights left this week so make sure to come back each day to see what I add to this adventure. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

A Quest for Inspiration

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Now for the next Zine of the year I present, in single page zine format, A Quest for Inspiration. I still believe that these provide DMs a lot more freedom to tinker with it how they want and open up the adventures to be more free formed and flowing than the larger booklet zines.

There is references to the blog nights which are D&D centric (regarding Friday night’s Stat-blocks) but this adventure can be used system agnostic more so than my regular Zines. As always Kobold fight club can be used to quickly balance an encounter for Dungeons and Dragons and Tetra-cube provides the stat-blocks for many of my D&D creatures.

So I hope you enjoy this weeks adventure, A Quest for Inspiration, and that all your rolls are made with advantage.

A Quest for Inspiration

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Reginald Tibidius Archer, a famous artist, hired the party to transport his valuable artwork to another city, a seemingly simple task. However, the journey would lead them through bandit-infested roads and dangerously close to a goblinoid hideout known for ambushes. The party gathered supplies, secured the wagon, and set off at dawn. Though the city streets were quiet, they couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. People in alleyways observed them but did nothing suspicious, merely waving as they passed. Still, the eerie sensation of unseen eyes lingered as they left the city behind.

The trip started peacefully, the clear skies and empty roads contradicting the warnings they had received. As they travelled, trees lined with wanted posters hinted at the dangers ahead. When they stopped for lunch to rest their horse, the feeling of being watched returned. This time, they discovered caltrops buried in the dirt ahead, confirming that trouble was near. What had once seemed a simple escort mission was quickly turning into something far more dangerous.

Tensions rose when strange noises echoed from the wagon, prompting the party to investigate. Inside, seated atop crates of supposed artwork, was Reginald himself, scribbling notes with a satisfied grin. He had secretly stowed away, explaining that he had spread rumours of treasure to lure bandits, hoping to witness their fight and regain his lost muse. The party was furious—he had willingly put them in danger just for inspiration. His excitement barely wavered even when reminded of the goblin territory ahead, certain that their battles would make for a brilliant masterpiece.

Hoping to avoid the goblins, the party took a safer route and camped for the night, keeping their fire small and hidden. While checking supplies, they discovered their food bags had been cut open and much of their provisions stolen. As the night wore on, Reginald grew unusually quiet, constantly looking back the way they had come. When asked, he sighed, admitting his disappointment in the uneventful day. His attitude tested the party’s patience, especially those still nursing injuries from earlier conflicts.

Late in the night, the wagon driver took the last watch, allowing the others to rest. But when they awoke, the fire had grown into a roaring blaze, its light impossible to miss. Reginald stood alert, watching the road behind them, while the driver snored deeply. Smiling, he revealed that he had left a trail of food and feared it wasn’t enough—now, with the fire drawing attention, he was sure something was coming. As he eagerly climbed atop his wagon, quill in hand, the party spotted a lone goblin approaching, failing miserably at stealth. But as it nervously crept forward, constantly glancing around, the party realized the true danger wasn’t just this one goblin—it was what lurked in the shadows behind it.

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Thanks for joining me today for another adventure. Please feel free to leave comments if you like what you see when you grab a copy of the PDF. Next time you get a party together consider running this adventure and I hope that you enjoy it. Don’t forget to come back daily so you don’t miss a thing in the coming weeks adventures. And as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe