Monday, May 20, 2013

Auld Crummock

78. An ochre pond in an ash-grey field by a broken mill. In it there is a fish larger than a bull with archaic malice in its heart. If offered tribute of manflesh newly murdered it will vomit forth the Thanatos Flask.


  1. Just how much manflesh does Auld Crummock demand? :)

  2. It depends on the concentration of sanctimonious piety in their essence: one little finger of an starveling anchorite, three hearty yeomen of appetite lascivious.

  3. I like the idea that locals are fully aware of some of these monstrosities but sensibly know how to avoid their perils. It's the fantasy medieval equivalent of knowing not to open spam mail.