Fellhorn the druid, the elf ranger and gnome illusionist all sighed with relief as they saw the warm glow of light emanating cheerfuly from the windows of the inn.
‘A hot bath for me!’ exclaimed the elf.
‘A hearty meal!’ chirped the gnome.
‘A good song by a warm fire!’ roared Fellhorn, for even druids liked a little civilization now and then.
As the trio drew closer to the inn a groaning sound could be heard from within. Suddenly the front door burst open and a man staggered out of the portal holding his side.
‘The soup is…..poisoned!’ he exclaimed and dropped to the ground, lifeless.
The three adventurers exchanged glances. Fellhorn jerked a thumb back towards the gloomy pines.
‘The bath can wait,’ the elf ranger grumbled as the trio faded into the forest as dusk fell.
Sometimes used as a dare or proof of strength, this strange enchanted stone covered in a strange yellowish crust is most often used to get rid of those that are not wanted around anymore. Not for the faint of heart, or stomach.
Benefit: Used like a soupstone (q.v.) this magical stone is tossed into a pot of boiling water. Any living creature who consumes a cup or more of this brew will, within 2d4 minutes, notice an acute pain in their lower right side. At this point a Saving Throw versus poison is required. A failed save means that the person’s appendix has burst and if they are not healed of 1d4 hit points within one hour he or she will die. Those who succeed their save will receive +2 Constitution points for 48 hours.
Usable by: Anyone.
[Edit] This was a challenge set to me to make a post with the word “offendix” which was my own mispronunciation. Inspiration can come from anywhere.