WITCH ASTEROID

There's a tabernacle a days travel on foot from the crossroads intersecting the great cities of Madonis, Babilan, and Sowden. The huge rectangular tent, large enough to house a hundred people, can be seen from the road. In front is an altar, set above a roasting fire, for the animal sacrifices. Between the altar and the tent is a horse-sized vase full of water. The tent, altar, and vase are gated and surrounded by hundreds of pilgrimaging believers. The tabernacle at the crossroads This is the house of Adom, the god of storms, justice, pillaging, and last resorts. Adom's twelve disciples live inside the gated tabernacle. The disciples have stats as assassins , being envoys from the Assassin's Guild on Gallows Isle. They guide pilgrims, one at a time, inside the gated area to talk to Adom.  "Adom" No one (except the disciples) has seen Adom. He's depicted as an elderly man in red robes with a long, gray beard, a fiery sun glowing behind his head, and spitting l...

Drolo is the living embodiment of "if a tree falls in a forest, and there's no one around to hear it, does it make a sound?" He lives in the Ninth Cavity, a secluded cave on the eastern coast of Babilanaya. He doesn't exist unless he's interacted with. When travelers visit the Ninth Cavity, Drolo is there. But when those travelers leave (or sleep, or die) there is no longer Drolo. Otherwise Lefort would descend into chaos. Drolo is a chaotic archmage, but not necessarily an evil one. The laws placed upon reality are evil, and he intends to break all of them. True freedom is spiritual anarchy.  When Drolo does exist it is in a state of change. Every even day he exists in his Peaceful form and every odd day he exists in his Wrathful form.  The forgotten forms of Drolo the archmage In his Peaceful form Drolo appears as a teenage human boy covered in golden body paint. His eyes are closed and he has an out-of-place, thin mustache. Peaceful Drolo wears a simple cloth...

The half-orc templar of Sowden have been searching for the fabled Holy Grail of Lefort for years. They've whittled down the location to be somewhere within the jungle of Boar Valley, which the King of Sowden has named the Green Grail. At the center of the jungle lies an ancient temple, long abandoned by its Viperian council. Viperian shamans, wearing red (blood-dyed) cloaks with patches of white spots, care for the Holy Grail deep within the temple.  Viperian fresco of a dire fungus In actuality the Grail is an inverted psychedelic mushroom, its shaft sprouting up into a cap that grows outward like a chalice. An unlimited supply of clear jelly pulsing with purple energy sits in the grail, slowly infusing with the mushroom's psychoactive chemicals. The tendrils of the mushroom grow deep underneath the jungle for miles and miles, potentially expanding under most of the island.  The 2d4+1 shamans (stats as viperian wizards) sip from the Holy Grail as part of their spiritual ritua...

The people of Lefort worship the common Gods of Shadowdark, but modern mysticism on the island has introduced four new spiritual masters. The tallest mountain of Shiver grows an immortal pear tree. It's been growing since Lefort was created, and will grow until it's cut down. The pears are entirely ordinary but always juicy and delicious. The bark of the tree, however, is said to be the physical manifestation of the word of God. Zahir's prophetic dream Zahir is a Babilanayan human with a pointed beard, his hair shaved close to his head. He wears a loose brown robe, always strangely clean, tied at the waist with rope. Zahir lives on the tallest mountain of Shiver. He's accompanied by 4d6 philosopher-priests (stats as acolytes). After a prophetic dream explaining what he must do, Zahir stripped part of the bark away from the pear tree and wrote the First Book on the back of the phloem, a collection of poems observing the nature of the world. The First Book's musings o...