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50The local authorities have declared jubilee - all old debts owed are cancelled.
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50A small sandbar out in the middle of nowhere. The sand is a strange, black stuff that is coarse and jagged. There are no features upon this island save the sand. Below, however, lies an ancient, nameless city ruled by a titanic bipedal frog creautre and peopled by a vicious, primitive group of merfolk who worship this creature as a god. The sandbar is the very tip of the creature's temple, which has a roof like a ziggurate the is held up by massive basalt pillars. At night, the followers surface and howl at the moon praises to their god below. Once per week, they claw their way to the center of the island and sacrifice one of their fellow worshippers along with any intruders.
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50Proud parents approach and ask the party to bless their newborn, even if the group has no priest.
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50The ladies upstairs are cheap--the cure for whatever they give you is the expensive part.
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50The local militia captain busts down the door and grabs the innkeeper, placing him under arrest for an unknown reason.
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50Soul Lag, you move but your soul moves a little slower giving your movements a ghostly echo.
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50Demiplane of Concessions Often mistaken for a place of refuge and salvation, this sliver of demi-reality is an unending dessert of salted popcorn, ranging in sizes of pebbles to giant boulders. Spiking the landscape are volcanoes that periodically erupt spewing the aforementioned popcorn. Glacially slow rivers of caramel sinuously carve the landscape and travellers might encounter pools of sickly sweet brightly colored shaved ice and sticky gooey cheese. GMs might want to populate the plane with candy-themed monsters.
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50A dried up river or stream, with the remains of a long forgotten exodus. Bones stick up through the mud at strange angles.
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50Backstreet organ trader; I sell you guills, you breathe under water! You don't need lungs anymore! I take lungs now guills come next week!
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50A trinket, buried below very conspicuous leaves. It belongs to no one, and no one will buy it from you.
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50After a long rest a random amount of GP the character is carrying is randomly changed to an amount of either Electrum, Silver or Copper pieces of the same worth, increasing number of coins. eg. (1d20 Amount, Roll 1d6 to determine type) Won't take long for pockets to become overflowing if character doesn't spend loose change.
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50Golden God Farmer: This golden-haired horse is cursed. It cannot stop running. It will always move as fast as the fastest horse, unless it is racing away/towards another fast-moving object. In that case, it will be slightly faster. If it stops running, it dies.
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50Locked up as mad till death when actually a tragic victim
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50Ayesha's Insult Emporium: The store's name, in simple black lettering, is all that infers what lies inside. A friendly middle aged woman (presumably Ayesha) wearing a sari greets customers entering this store's antechamber with a sharp personal insult. Anyone who takes great offense to the insult is teleported out of the shop and can't re-enter. However, those who accept it in good spirit will be led by Ayesha to the main room which contains shelves and cabinets filled with scrolls, books and scraps of paper containing some of the most brilliant, sought-after and mind-bending insults to ever have been uttered or penned.
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