Prompt: Your way forward looks clear at first glance, but a look at the cave ceiling reveals hundreds of bats inverted in slumber. They might be harmless Painted Bats, but they could also be blood-sucking Draculas. What do you do? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Even as the vines from the pitcher plant began to thin out and the scent began to fade, the meager danger of the pitcher plant w...

Prompt: You venture through a tunnel lined with vines that grow thicker and meatier as you proceed. Eventually you come upon their source: a gigantic pitcher plant, large enough to dissolve even a Courser should one fall into its wanting mouth. You can even see the silhouettes of your unlucky brethren’s bones behind its skin. How do you avoid such a fate? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A...

Prompt: Among discarded Courser barding, a glint catches your eye. Horned beetles with gemstones fused to their chitin armor clash against one another in combat. They are small enough to pocket – or eat as a crunchy snack, if you’re so inclined… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Leaving the alcove behind, Eike began to follow his marked trail back to the well-trodden path. From there he w...

Prompt: This part of the cave looks older than the rest. In rustic dye, you encounter a crude depiction of Coursers unlike any you’ve ever seen before, their oddly-proportioned bodies running in a herd along the wall. Who could have made this? How does it make you feel? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eike had once again left the beaten path to explore the lesser known. He was sure ...

Prompt: Though the dungeons are well-trodden in the Age of Coursers, they are too vast to avoid getting lost occasionally. How is your sense of direction? What do you do when you realize you don’t know where you are? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eike brushed the plant life aside, trudging through the large leaves and jungle litter. He had chosen to leave the well-trodden path...