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Terror in the Tropics<br />

Terrain: Jungle<br />

Total Party Levels: 54<br />

Average Party Level: 9th<br />

Adventure XP:<br />

Full: 46,800<br />

Partial: 35,100<br />

Retreat: 11,700<br />

This adventure is for five to seven characters<br />

of eighth to tenth level. 7II-y to establish an air<br />

of mystery early in the adventure. The party’s<br />

first contact with the principle monsters<br />

should be handled as an expedition into the<br />

unknown, against a mysterious and deadly<br />

foe. 7II-y to keep the players off balance by<br />

physically describing the monsters they encounter<br />

instead of naming them outright.<br />

Also, picking out some small, but striking<br />

physical details creates this effect quite well.<br />

DM’s Background<br />

They moved along the shadows, testing the<br />

air with their tongues. Only shards of the<br />

moonlight fell to the jungle floor to touch their<br />

arms, their scales, their swords. Where they<br />

walked, the darkness clung to them, wrapping<br />

them in its concealing folds. The night’s<br />

gossamer veil hid them as surely as if they<br />

were concealed behind a wall of trees.<br />

They could hear the soft rasp of their Brothers<br />

’ scales brushing the ground, whispering of<br />

the coming human deaths. They moved as<br />

quietly as the summer wind among the bushes.<br />

The leaves gently touched them, nearly<br />

soundless; a quiet sigh as the contact was<br />

broken. The air, still like a caught breath, became<br />

a heated sigh mourning the imminent<br />

deaths when it stirred.<br />

The great cats carefully eased from the path<br />

of these hunters. Monkeys, already high overhead,<br />

sought the farthest heights of the trees.<br />

Insects stopped so as not to draw attention, or<br />

scurried away, and in doing, made nearly as<br />

much sound as the hunters. It seemed even<br />

the trees moved closer together to avoid their<br />

wrath.<br />

Contacted<br />

An emissary of the Sea Princes asks the party<br />

to undertake an urgent mission. He volunteers<br />

no information, other than the mission<br />

involves going to the jungle land of Amedio. If<br />

offered a bribe of at least 50 gp, he will also tell<br />

the party that the last ship to drop off supplies<br />

at some new settlements found the first village<br />

burnt to the ground. A second village was perfectly<br />

intact, but deserted. No survivors were<br />

found. The Sea Princes need a group of adventurers<br />

to find out what happened.<br />

Initial expenses will be paid, should they<br />

accept. In addition, the job brings a special<br />

bonus (which is unknown to the emissary).<br />

The emissary will set up the fastest means of<br />

(normal) transportation available to take them<br />

to the Sea Princes (whether he has been bribed<br />

or not). The trip is without incident.<br />

At hunt’s end, the predators carefully encircled<br />

their prey Their scales, greens and<br />

browns and blacks, easily escaped the unwary<br />

eyes of the doomed. Each drew a sword,<br />

like so many hisses of steel, each ready to cool<br />

itself this heated night in the blood of humans.<br />

Then, as one, each lightly drew its<br />

sword across its hand in thanks to Sarthis,<br />

before kissing the naked blade to bind itself to<br />

the Cause.<br />

This done, they advanced, low to the<br />

ground, in the void of a thousand shadows. At<br />

the first human wail of terror, all were up,<br />

rushing the last few feet to their chosen prey<br />

It seemed to human eyes as though the jungle<br />

had breathed life into the patches of darkness<br />

all around, a numberless horde without<br />

souls come to rid the world of life. The phantoms,<br />

ripples in the ebon stuff of night, engulfed<br />

the alien humanity<br />

As the first sword pulled an arc of blood,<br />

then for a moment did the moonlight throw<br />

back the darkness, revealing snake heads on<br />

human bodies, jaws spread in a blood-hungry<br />

frenzy. . .<br />

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