The steel gates hang open on rusty hinges. The metalwork of the buildings and walls is tarnished and aged to a brittle brick.
There used to be greatness here. Now there is only danger and that small glimpse of treasure.
>>54121435
I mainly play OSR.
I'd throw some demented cultists that lost touch with their "god" ages ago. They preform rituals full of nonsense and constantly try to prove who is most deserving of their false idols attention through self mutilating habits and constant raids on the the locals.
PCs are a group of guards that protected the supply caravan a merchant contracted with the local noble's newly formed and plenty green eared army. Stationed at a small and newly built outpost. Throw in a bit of minor politics and a couple side quests that are more milk runs than planned excursions.
>>54121435
lol golbins
Alternatively, bizarre beings whose forms shift and take on properties of what they touch; parts of them are clear like glass. They emerged from the endless dreams of the people hidden away here, who await rescue and re-awakening some day. But then the dream will end, and the dream beings don't want to die.
>>54121435
If this thread dies while "stat John Wick" gets to live, I'm going to kill and eat a circus clown.
>>54125095
>I'm going to kill and eat a circus clown
I heard they taste funny.
A couple of other poor sods who came here in search of old-world treasures, you find them gathered around a campfire munching on whatever game they managed to catch that day. One of them is a bit lost in strumming on a guitar while the other spots you and asks if you wish to join them in treasure hunting as an extra pair of hands can't hurt. While disappointed that you don't have the place to yourself, some company is always welcome. You just hope these don't turn out like the last group you encountered.