Adventurers are often trekking deep into the wilderness in search of terrible foes and glittering treasures. Forgotten temples, tribal lairs and abandoned tombs all lurk in the craggy, wild hills of the borderlands.
Use the table below, to add minor points of interest to the PCs’ journey through the hills:
- Rocks clatter down from a bluff overlooking the rocky trail. They clatter down the slope, and the sound echoes through the surrounds. Of what dislodges them, there is no sign.
- The pathway continues roughly level for a few hundred feet, before climbing a steep, precipitous slope. Here the going is hard and slow. Above, the pathway crests the hill and disappears from sight.
- The trail winds its way through a field of tumbled boulders. Some are no bigger than a man’s head while others are as large as a wagon. Moss covers the boulders and thick, prickly gorse grows up between the stones. From here, wagons can go no further.
- A bird of prey swoops low over the hills, searching for its next meal. Without warning, it plummets out of sight behind a nearby rocky outcrop before appearing moments later with a small, wriggling creature in its talons.
- As the party travel through a deep ravine, chasm or valley, clouds pass in front of the sun. Gloom surrounds the party and the temperature drops precipitously.
- A gust of cold wind roars through the hills; it plucks at the party’s cloaks and moans through crags before disappearing as abruptly as it appeared. Imaginative PCs may believe the moans of long dead travellers laced the wind.
- The trail passes under a rocky overhang. The overhang offers a good place to camp out of the wind. However, anyone—or anything—else using the trail would literally stumble into the party’s camp.
- A rock fall blocks the trail ahead. Either the party must pick their way across the obstacle or backtrack the way they came.
- An arrow—with once-bright blue fletching—juts from a stunted tree growing near the trail. The blue fletching is faded, suggesting the arrow has been here some time.
- A crude burial cairn once overlooked this trail from its vantage point atop a strangely conically shaped hill. The cairn has recently been broken into; bones, scraps of cloth and dislodged stones lie scattered about the hill’s summit.
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