This is madness! After all the effort… That scroll must be at least a millenium old, inscribed with layers of alchemical diagrams… What to do now?

... greedily measure the tome. The monk's jaw curls into an ominous grin as it returns the artifact to you: "Now, eat it!", it demands. You don't get it. What?! "Stuff it quickly, or you will never enter this monastery".

...any battle during that day, your first succesful attack gets support in the form of surprise arrow from the clouds (damage 2d4) . But be aware: if you fumble your first attack, it will fall on you or a random companion of you.

...the spheres of molecules and particules, the poisonous burden of knowldege took full hold on his mind. Lost among millenias and structures, he became just a MITE on the weave of the natural world.

...the spheres of molecules and particules, the poisonous burden of knowldege took full hold on his mind. Lost among millenias and structures, he became just a mite on the weave of the natural world.

(cont.) They spawn everywhere and appear like ninjas to cause harm. You are a turtle catcher, protected by leather effects thick as an ox' skin to protect yourself in the underground. You possess a great knife, sharp enough to open tortoise armor.