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very small white Gem
tiny transparent Gem
small black Gem
Kobold Spearman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
86
86:1
15
0
0
0
Kobold
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
44
44:1
14
0
0
0
Kobold Spearman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
86
86:1
16
0
0
0
Kobold Slingman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
79
81
79:1,81:15,99:1
22
0
0
0
Kobold Spearman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
86
86:1
13
0
0
0
Kobold
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
44
44:1
16
0
0
0
Kobold Slingman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
79
81
79:1,81:15,99:1
21
0
0
0
Kobold Spearman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
86
86:1
13
0
0
0
Kobold
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
44
44:1
16
0
0
0
Kobold Spearman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
86
86:1
13
0
0
0
Standoff at the Mountain's Mouth
As you trek the harsh, icy mountainside following the narrow path, your eyes catch a flicker of movement. Closer examination reveals a huddled band of kobolds, their reptilian eyes gleaming in the thin light. They're encamped just outside the yawning mouth of a cave, their crude weapons brandished defensively. Their scaly skin bristles against the chill of the frostbound air as they shift nervously, their anxious chatter barely audible over the mountain's howling wind. They seem torn between the safety of the mountains and the unknown dangers of the dark cave. Are they merely resting before braving the unknown depths of the cave? Or are they awaiting some mysterious entity to emerge from its cold, dark maw? The answer remains unclear, adding another layer of uncertainty to your adventure. What will you do, heroes?
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Kobold Slingman
evil
7
7
7
Small
3
7
20
1
1d4
slashing
1,2,3,4,5,6
5d4
7
J
79
81
79:1,81:15,99:1
10
0
0
0
Cleric
Cleric
Human
65
173
19
female
15
12
8
11
17
10
1700
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
9
12
1
1814400
259200
104
10015
10006
104:1,10015:1,10006:1,79:1,80:50
50
50
50
50
50
Dwarf 1
Fighter
Dwarf
65
173
19
male
17
12
14
8
15
9
1900
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
25
12
1
1814400
259200
99
10017
10004
99:1,10017:1,10004:1,34:1,35:25
0
0
0
0
50
50
50
50
50
Fighter
Fighter
Human
77
173
19
male
18
12
16
11
10
8
1900
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
15
12
1
1814400
259200
92
10015
10006
92:1,82:1,10015:1,10006:1,23:1,25:30
0
0
0
0
50
50
50
50
50
Wizard
Mage
Elf
77
173
190
male
8
12
9
18
15
17
2400
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
5
12
1
1814400
259200
79
80
10021
10021:1,79:1,80:50,36:2,76:1,40:10
0
0
0
0
50
50
50
50
50
Thief
Thief
Human
77
173
19
male
15
17
10
11
13
14
1250
10
2
Pick Pocket
Pick Lock
Detect Trap
Detect Hidden Door
Remove Trap
Sneak
Shadow Hiding
Detect Noise
Climb Walls
Backstab
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
1814400
259200
34
35
10009
97:1,10009:1,34:1,35:100
0
0
0
0
50
50
50
50
50
Ranger
Ranger
Human
77
173
19
female
15
18
10
11
17
11
2250
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
1814400
259200
19
21
10005
97:1,10017:1,10005:1,19:1,21:100
0
0
0
0
50
50
50
50
50
|owner:|mapName:Echoes of the Frostbound Abyss|intro:As your group trudges forward through the chilled mountain paths, your footfalls disrupting the silence in the surrounding sea of snow, a distinct sound reverberates on the horizon. It is an ominous murmur, a symphony orchestrated by the whistling winds that picks up its tempo with every step you take. The echoes hint at a looming presence, one that nudges your party towards what awaits. A mysterious darkness slowly seeps into the scenic mountain backdrop. Though unseen, it wears an unmistakable guise of the unknown. Unperturbed by the unseen, your group's unwavering spirit fuels the march, lit by the feeble flicker of your torches. The mountain air is rife with an unfamiliarity, the smell of a tale yet unfolded. There is an uneasiness that lingers, a scent almost as potent as the snowy chill that numbs your senses. Is it fear? Or is it the thrill of the chase? There's an itch at the back of your mind, a nagging feeling that, despite the solitude of your surroundings, you are not alone. The sensation sends ripples of curiosity through your group; it feels as if the mountainside itself breathes along with you. As your party stands at the precipice of an unseen destiny, the crunch of your boots against the snow is your only solace against the biting cold. The weight of the decision hangs in the air, frost-kissed and poignant. There's a mystery that awaits, a depth of the unknown that sits just out of sight, shrouded by the mists of uncertainty. Are you prepared to plunge into the hidden corners of this frosty realm, to take on whatever is held back by the winter winds? The answer echoes back at you, lost in the whistling winds, as the adventure begins to unfold ...|introImage:/userdata/posters/64b45b283cf3f5.00984213.gif|timeofday:06:17:00|allowrest:true|randomizemaptreesandrocks:false|novictory:false|showinadventures:false|roamingMonsters:true|dungeonLevel:1|depthUnderGround:0|creator:Creatures And Chronicles