Random Swamp/Marsh Encounter Table

aaand, because  needed to get it done beofore Saturday's game. Here's part 4, the Swamp/Marsh Random Encounter table. Hope it helps some struggling DM/GM out there.
Happy Gaming, Enjoy!

D30 Swamp/Marsh Random encounter table

1 – Gray Render CR8

2 – Marsh Giant CR8

3 – Medusa CR7

4 – Young Black Dragon – CR7

5 – Dinosaur, Iguanadon CR6

6 – Ahuizotl CR6

7 – Will-o-Wisp CR6

8 – Vodyanoi CR5

9 – Manticore CR5

10 – Large Water Elemental CR5

11 – Voonith CR4

12 – Gray Ooze CR4

13 – Lizard Folk Warband (# App 3-12/1d10+2)

14 – Crocodile CR2

15 – Stirge Swarm (# App 4-40/4d10)

16 – Giant Crab CR2

17 – Giant Frogs (# App 3-8/1d6+2)

18 – Boggard Hunting Party (# App 3-12/1d10+2)

19 – Hydra CR4

20 – Leech Swarm CR4

21 – Basilisk CR5

22 – Green Hag CR5

23 – Ochre Jelly CR5

24 – Shambling Mound CR6

25 – Giant Mosquito CR6

26 – Annis Hag CR6

27 – Chuul CR7

28 – Huge Water Elemental CR7

29 – Giant Slug CR8

30 – Dire Crocodile CR9

Random Hills/Mountains Encounter Table

Welcome to part 3 of the 4 part series of random encounter tables. Today I give to you, Hills and Mountains.
Enjoy and Happy Gaming!

D30 Hills/Mountains Random Encounter Table

1 – Pukwudgie CR7

2 – Hill Giant CR7

3 – Death Worm CR6

4 – Troll CR5

5 – Large Earth Elemental CR5

6 – Peryton CR4

7 – Yeti CR4

8 - Fire Beetles (# App 7-12/1d6+6)

9 – Gargoyle CR4

10 – Bugbear Warband (# App 7-12/1d6+6)

11 – Giant Vulture CR4

12 – Chupacabra CR3 [Night Encounter]

13 – Medium Earth Elemental CR3

14 – Dire Bat CR2

15 – Hobgoblin Warband (# App 10-24/3d6+6)

16 – Bat Swarm CR2

17 – Giant Eagle CR3

18 – Ogre CR3

19 – Grizzly Bear CR4

20 – Degenerate Drow Raiding Party (# App 4-40/4d10) [Night Encounter]

21 – Griffon CR4

22 – Ice Troll CR4

23 – Basilisk CR5

24 – Leucrotta CR5

25 – Ettin CR6

26 – Wyvern CR6

27 – Hippogriff (# App 7-12/1d6+6)

28 – Bullette CR7

29 – Chimera CR7

30 – Huge Earth Elemental CR7

Random Plains encounter table

Continuing on the game prep theme, I present a Plains random encounter table for your consumption. Use it well and Happy gaming.

D30 Random Plains encounter table

1 – Dinosaur, Ankylosaurus CR6

2 – Herd Animal, Bison CR4 (# App 3-30/3d10)

3 – Rhinoceros CR4

4 – Barghest CR4

5 – Dire Hyena CR3

6 – Cockatrice CR3

7 – Ankheg CR3

8 – Goblin War party (# App 6-16/2d6+4/on Goblin Dog mounts)

9 – Worg Pack CR2 (# App 2-12/2d6)

10 – Herd Animal, Aurochs CR2 (# App 3-30/3d10)

11 – Boar CR2

12 – Giant Bee CR1

13 – Goblin Scout CR1 (Ranger 1)

14 – Small Air Elemental CR1

15 – Ruins (Undead Encounter)

16 – Gnoll Scout CR1

17 – Hyena CR1

18 – Krenshar CR1

19 – Cheetah CR2

20 – Monitor Lizard CR2

21 – Hippogriff CR2

22 – Gnoll War party (# App 2-5/1d4+1/plus 1-2 Hyenas)

23 – Centaur CR3

24 – Medium Air Elemental CR3

25 – Chupacabra CR3 (Night encounter)

26 – Dire Boar CR4

27 – Dinosaur, Pachycephalosaurus CR4

28 – Giant Vulture CR4

29 – Giant Queen Bee CR5

30 – Large Air Elemental CR5

Random Forest Encounter Table

For my new game, I needed a random encounter table for the forest. After much labor intensive research into the Pathfinder Bestiaries, I have come up, with what I think, is a passable table for generating random forest encounters. I present it to the interwebs for general consumption. All monsters on this list are from the Pathfinder Bestiaries 1,2,&3 Enjoy!

D100 Random Forest Encounter chart

1 – Ancient Graveyard (Undead encounters)

2 – Giant Owl CR 5

3-4 – Large Earth Elemental CR 5

5-6 – Leucrotta CR5

7-8 – Giant Stag Beetle CR4

9-10 – Gargoyle CR4

11-12 – Slicer Beetle CR4

13-14 – Forest Drake CR4

15-16 – Mandragora CR4

17-18 – Dire Ape CR3

19-20 – Assassin Vine CR3

21-22 – Medium Earth Elemental CR3

23-24 – Ettercap CR3

25-26 – Giant mantis CR3

27-28 – Giant Scorpion CR3

29-30 – Gorilla CR2

31-32 – Leopard CR2

33-34 – Giant Ant CR2

35-36 – Monitor Lizard CR2

37-38 – Worg CR2

39-40 – Krenshar CR1

41-42 – Wolf CR1

43-44 – Giant Spider CR1

45-46 – Small Earth Elemental CR1

47-48 – Badger (# App 1-6/1d6)

49-50 – Kobolds (# App 3-18/3d6)

51-53 – Tower Ruins (Necrophidius X2/CR3 each)

54-55 – Goblins (# App 2-12/2d6)

56-57 – Giant Centipede (# App 2-8/2d4)

58-59 – Fire Beetles (# App 3-6/1d4+2)

60-61 – Yellow Musk Creeper CR2

62-63 – Sasquatch CR2

64-65 – Garden Ooze CR2

66-67 – Giant Toad CR2

68-69 – Dire Badger CR2

70-71 – Dinosaur, Deinonychus {Velociraptor} CR3

72-73 – Moss Troll Cr3

74-75 – Giant Black Widow Spider CR3

76-77 – Giant Whiptail Centipede CR3

78-79 – Dire Wolf CR3

80-81 – Giant Wasp CR3

82-83 – Mimic (Campsite encounter)

84-85 – Owlbear CR4

86-87 – Tiger CR4

88-89 – Decapus CR4

90 – Giant Dragonfly CR4

91-92 – Peryton CR5

93-94 – Basilisk CR5

95-96 – Cyclops CR5

97-98 – Giant Frilled Lizrd CR5

99 – Girallon CR6

100 – Pyramid Ruins

New game

So I made it about six months, before I caved and decided to run a fantasy game. Just can't find anyone interested in playing anything but D&D. So I'm currently looking for players for a Pathfinder game I'm going to run. Here's the intro...

The Town of Ryln's Reach has asked you and your companions to investigate the rumors of a snake cult being revived in the ancient Temple of Set, a few hours outside of town. Upon your arrival you were beset by mad cultists and strange monsters. You fought bravely, and were finally ready to destroy the temple, when you found you couldn't move! A soft sinister voice came to you from behind the Altar of Set, "I am so very tired of you meddlesome do-gooders, interfering with my plans." Just then a man walks out from behind the altar. He is of slight build, with black hair, and glowing red eyes. He slowly walks towards you and says, "I believe I will let you know what it is like to be in my position, alone and besieged. He flicks his fingers and the world goes black...
When you regain your vision, you are standing at the mouth of a cave, high up on a mountain side. No town or signs of civilization to be seen. Looking inside the cave you see a skeleton lying on the floor, covered in the tattered remnants of a suit of leather armor. Scratched into the stone wall of the cave just above the skeleton is one word... BANISHED.

Geek Cred

It occurred to me this morning, while drinking my coffee, that I have recently made a whole passel of new electronic friends. Some of them I talk to directly, some have orbits that have intersected mine.

For the recent arrivals, I'm going to reveal the sordid tale of my origin...

Sherman, set the wayback machine for 1979. Whereupon you will see a wee lad of 11 years old playing some indescribable game involving running and several other activities which have become hazy over the long years. This young man arrives at a friends house, to find his friends older brother sitting on the front porch, open book on lap, tossing strange colored plastic bits about. This was my first exposure to D&D. In it's red book form. This caught my attention, I don't know why, can anyone really pin down what about D&D attracted their attention in the beginning.

Understand dear reader, I was already well on my way to geekdom. I woke up every morning at 5am to watch "Battle of the Planets" with G-Force, and the Phoenix ship. (yes I am "that" old). My parents must have thought me insane, no pre-teen boy, wakes up that early voluntarily. My dad used to have to pry me out of bed to go fishing at 7am. To continue, I had spent the summer of 1977 in the Cooper Cameo 70mm movie theater watching Star Wars, like every other boy on my block, and I had a wicked collection of action figures.

I do not clearly remember how long it was after that that I went to a friends house, Chris is the only thing I remember about him, that and he wore glasses and braces, but I do remember seeing that strange book in his room, and I asked him what it was. He went on to explain to me that this was Dungeons & Dragons, a role playing game. I believe it was at this point I said the most intelligent thing I could think of at the time, "Huh?". What did you expect, I was 11 or 12. Here is where it really begins, I made my first D&D character. I don't remember what I named him, but I do recall he was an Elf. I had Plate mail and a Battle Axe (because, Battle Axe just sounded cool). The details of my first adventure are hazy, like everything in my life at that age, however I remember most vividly ending up in a graveyard at night. While taking my nighttime stroll through said necropolis, I came to be entangled by something grasping my foot. Imagine a Basic D&D Elf, in plate mail, flailing about with a battle axe. Comedic gold nowadays, back then, I was fighting for my life. It was during this tussle, I managed to cut off my toe. I rolled a 1 *sadface*. It was then the hideous undead thing crawled out of ground and it was reveled to me to be a Wight. Sorry, I don't remember how that encounter ended but I was hopelessly hooked. I wanted to do this all the time, I wanted to live in that world, I wanted to explore, and fight monsters, and explore some more. Then I discovered Advanced Dungeons & Dragons. This is where my story differs from most others. My mother, for christmas, bought me The Dungeon Masters Guide. Most folks, when asked, will say they got the Players Handbook first. I take that as a sign of my impending doom. I was destined to become the unrepentant control freak I am today. I was destined to become a Dungeon Master, creator of worlds.

Six months after that, for my birthday, I got the Players Handbook, and the Monster Manual. I still have those same books, if it matters. Within a mile of the middle school where I was tortured for 3 years, was a store called "Hobbies". Run by a gruff gentlemen we only knew as "Al", this is where I checked in two to three times a week after school, to keep up on the latest publishings from TSR. Over the years, I became involved in Star Frontiers and Traveller, but I always come back to where it all started, D&D.

I collected the original Dragon Lance modules, brand new, as they were released. All kender must DIE!
Throughout middle school, and high school, I and my friends ran everything we could afford to buy. I had 3 main characters that survived those days. Lethric Gillenhammer, Half Elf, Ranger/Magic User. Steelgarn Swordmaster, Barbarian carrying flintlock pistols, and Eubeen Hadd, Halfling Thief, who wore Gauntlets of Ogre Power and a Girdle of Storm Giant Strength.

There you go folks, that's how it all started. My origins, as snore-fest inducing as an episode of "Grass Growing weekly", or "Let's watch Cars Rust". But now you know.

For Cthulhu fans

Dear Prof Wellington,

I do seem to remember the headlines that day. The Post Register carried a story on a spy plane shot down over china, the Lamplight Herald was carrying a story on the presidents’ latest trip to England. I had awakened at my customary hour, and was enjoying my light breakfast, not knowing what the day had in store for me.

     The usual crisp fall air was tinged with acrid smell of burning pine tar, from the latest round of forest fires in the foothills. A dusky haze settled in over the city during the night. Not very comforting, if you ask me, but I have no control over mother nature. In the forefront of my mind I was going over today’s agenda, class times, scheduled appointments with students, my latest lecture notes. Being so preoccupied I failed to notice the package next to my front door. I proceeded with my day, completely oblivious to the fact I was going to be neck deep in events I couldn't comprehend come nightfall.

     My day progressed uneventfully, and everything seemed normal. Upon my arrival home, I finally saw the package left at my door. I mealy assumed it had arrived during the day, and had been left by the postman because I wasn't home at the time. I studied the package, I attribute my failure to notice it had no postage affixed to it, to my distraction at the paper it came wrapped in. The paper was of a strange material, I had never seen before. Colored a deep blue, with small flecks of what appeared to be silver scattered across it in a  pattern that reminded me of a picture of the milky way I had seen long ago, in some forgotten text book. I had taken a fancy to the paper, so I carefully unwrapped it and set it aside for further study. The paper revealed a strange box, intricately carved with hieroglyphs, I have to this day yet to decipher. I am unsure if it was the disturbing nature of the relief carvings on the box, pictographs of strange bipedal lizardmen, sacrificing humans to some amorphous blob, or rather the unusual smell emanating from the box that filled me a feeling of dread. I was just reaching for the lid to investigate it contents and plam,plam,plam, there was a rather abrupt knocking on my door. It was a struggle to tear myself away from the box to answer the rather insistent knocking, but I did manage it. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was hesitant to pull my eyes away from the strange box.

     Peering through the peephole in my front door, revealed a tall man swathed in a full length crimson robe. His face was reminiscent of the giant statues found on Easter Island, elongated and solemn. His complexion was a ruddy brown, as if he spent his days toiling the sun. He looked up as I peered through the peep hole, almost as if he could see me. I know he couldn't have heard me approach the door, because I was in my socks, resting my feet after a hard day of tromping through the granite halls of the university. "Professor Linton, I must speak to you about a matter of some urgency." His voice boomed and echoed on my cavernous front porch. I was so startled I didn't open the door, you really can't trust anyone these days, and guys at my door at 8:30 at night, dressed in robes, doesn’t instill a feeling of well being and peace. I practically squeaked my reply, "I'm sorry I can't help you, I'm really quite busy right now. If you would like to make an appointment with my office, I can see you sometime tomorrow." I was standing at my door, eye's clamped shut, hoping beyond all hope, that he would take that rather feeble excuse and go away, when I again peered through the peephole, I was actually shocked to find the menacing stranger gone.

     I turned my attention back to the box. It was right where I left it on the dining room table, I thought I left the lid closed. The lid was now standing open, and a soft golden glow emanated from the inside. Now, I'm a professor of archaeology and anthropology, not particularly religious, nor spiritual, a bit on the superstitious side now and again, so when I see a lid to a box open, that I distinctly remember not opening, I tend to get a little worried.

     I had the creepy feeling there was someone in my house. I crept toward the dining room, being sure to pick up the fireplace poker on my way. I managed to keep enough of my wits to notice that whoever had opened my box, had also smoothed out the paper used to wrap it. It looked like it had been ironed, and the closer I got to it, the more it took on the appearance of a window laid flat on my table. The glow had suffused slightly letting the room dim, and making me nervous. I was slowly checking the corners of the room for anything out of the ordinary. After looking like a fool, sticking a fireplace poker into the dark corners of my dining room, but it did make me feel better. I checked the locks on the windows, now being completely freaked out be previous events.

     Inside the box I was surprised to find an Ahnk, carved from what looked like black soapstone gilt along the edges in glowing gold. The surface was covered in miniscule hieroglyphics undecipherable to me. I didn't even think, to this day, I'll curse myself, but I reached in and picked it up. No gloves, nothing. I could have damaged it, I just wasn't thinking, I was mesmerized. I sat there at the table staring at the wonderful piece of, what I thought was, primitive art, when I caught a flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye. The paper which had until this time just been a curiosity, was now the focal point of my dread.

     It was discordant, disjointed, not of this earth. It boiled out of the deep recesses of the primordial fear. It was as if I were looking through a window into deep space, slowly, deliberately a  small cloud formed in the center of the paper. As it grew I began to make out appendages, pseudopods, tails, and tentacles. I had not definitive form, its very nature screamed at my senses that it was wrong, it didn't belong in any sane mans' visions. It came closer, I was convinced it could see me, it was looking for me. My fear was overwhelming, had I anywhere to run, I would have bolted. That's when I screamed and the world went black.

     I woke up this morning in a hotel, and discovered I was brought in by a very tall man in crimson robes. The box was by my bedside. I send it you Professor Wellington, along with my story, in the hopes that you will not repeat my folly, and maybe even discover the purpose to these artifacts.

In enduring friendship,

Dr. Jebadiah Linton

Cairo Museum of Antiquities