An ancient man seeks to bathe in healing waters long rumored and never seen. He promised you enormous wealth (600s up front, 1800s on return) to keep him safe on his quest. Two months of travel and hardship and you’ve found them, at last. The man slips, fully clothed, into a pool of dark bubbling water.
Then he (1d6):
| Result | Consequence |
|---|---|
| 1 | Slips under the surface, never to return |
| 2 | Melts, screaming and flailing, after mere seconds |
| 3–4 | Arises, strong and proud, frenetic and glowing |
| 5 | Blinks, confused, as apparently nothing happens |
| 6 | Transforms, a lion’s head erupting from his skull |
For the rest of the adventure, reference Noora Rose’s Saffron DOOMCRAWL, which you’ll find on itch and wherever quality adventures are sold.