158 CHAPTER 6 | THE STREETS OF SHARN
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2d20 ^ƚƌĞĞƚƐŽĨ>ŽǁĞƌ^ŚĂƌŶ
2 zŽƵĮŶĚĂŶĞǁůLJͲƉĂŝŶƚĞĚŵƵƌĂůŽĨĂ
ŚĂůŇŝŶŐƐƚĂŶĚŝŶŐĂƚŽƉƚŚĞďůŽŽĚLJĐŽƌƉƐĞ
of an ogre.
3 A dwarf is selling kebabs from a cart.
͞ƌŝƐƉLJƐƉŝĐĞĚƌĂƚ͊͟,ĞĐƌŝĞƐ͘͞dŚĞďĞƐƚ
ŝŶƚŚĞƚŽǁĞƌ͊͟
4 A changeling street performer adopts
your face and begins to match your
ĂĐƟŽŶƐ͘
5 An old goblin has goods laid out for
sale, odds and ends salvaged from the
sewers.
6 A pack of children clusters around you,
begging for copper or food. Do you help
them?
7 ŶĂƩƌĂĐƟǀĞLJŽƵŶŐŚƵŵĂŶƉƌĞƐƐĞƐĂ
small pamphlet into your hand. “Come
ƚŽŚĂŶĐĞŝŶƌĂŐŽŶĞLJĞƐ͊ůůďĞƚƐǁŝůů
ďĞĐŽǀĞƌĞĚ͊͟
8 A sudden, horrible stench makes you
gag.
9 You come upon a minotaur with a
broken horn and a spiked club in one
ŚĂŶĚ͘,Ğ͛ƐƵƌŝŶĂƟŶŐĂŐĂŝŶƐƚĂǁĂůů͕ĂŶĚ
ƐŶĂƌůƐǁŚĞŶŚĞŶŽƟĐĞƐLJŽƵǁĂƚĐŚŝŶŐ͘
10 A half dozen rats are clustered around
a bloody bundle of cloth. They scurry
away as you approach.
11 A young half-elf with a crimson
ĞLJĞƉĂƚĐŚŽīĞƌƐĂĮŶĞƐĞƚŽĨƉĞŶƐĂŶĚ
parchment for sale, at a price of 3
ƐŽǀĞƌĞŝŐŶƐ;ϯƐƉͿ͘͞dŽƉŶŽƚĐŚ͊ŶĚŶŽƚ
stolen or anything.”
12 You step into a shallow puddle... and
then realize it’s a pool of fresh blood.
13 You nearly walk into a well-dressed
ŚĂůŇŝŶŐ͘^ŚĞƐƚƵĚŝĞƐLJŽƵƌĨĂĐĞĐĂƌĞĨƵůůLJ
and scowls. Other onlookers carefully
turn away.
14 A large black and white cat watches you
from an alley. It’s caught a surprisingly
scaly rat.15 Hungry people stand in line outside a
ƐŚƌŝŶĞƚŽŽůĚƌĞŝ͕ǁĂŝƟŶŐĨŽƌĐŽŶũƵƌĞĚ
bread.
16 You bump into a medusa, causing her
to drop the package she’s carrying.
You freeze for a moment, then realize
she has a leather band covering her
eyes. Her serpent mane hisses as she
retrieves her belongings.
17 &ƌĞƐŚŐƌĂĸƟƐŚŽǁƐĂLJƌĂŶĐƌŽǁŶǁŝƚŚ
ĂƐǁŽƌĚƚŚƌŽƵŐŚŝƚ͘dŚĞƚĞdžƚƌĞĂĚƐ͞LJƌĞ
is dead, no place for Mourners.”
18 ŐƌŽƵƉŽĨƐŚŝŌĞƌĐŚŝůĚƌĞŶƚĂŬĞƚƵƌŶƐ
trying to make the biggest howl,
laughing in between.
19 ǁŽƐŚŝŌĞƌƐĂƌĞĂƌŐƵŝŶŐŝŶƚŚĞƐƚƌĞĞƚ͘d
One of them snarls, and sharp fangs
ĞdžƚĞŶĚĨƌŽŵŚĞƌŐƵŵƐ͘
20 A young woman is repairing a damaged
ĞǀĞƌďƌŝŐŚƚƐƚƌĞĞƚůĂŶƚĞƌŶ͕ŵƵƩĞƌŝŶŐ
curses under her breath.
21 A well-dressed elf from Aerenal walks
ĂůŽŶŐƚŚĞĮůƚŚLJƐƚƌĞĞƚ͕ĂĐĐŽŵƉĂŶŝĞĚďLJ
a dour ogre hauling a large trunk. The
elf’s face is hidden behind a brass mask,
but he looks lost.
22 A group of drunken soldiers are singing
a warbling Brelish anthem from the
Last War. A few of them spot you and
demand that you join in. Do you?
23 A dwarf and a goblin are arguing
about the Race of Eight Winds, a local
ƐƉŽƌƟŶŐĞǀĞŶƚ͘dŚĞŐŽďůŝŶŝŶƐŝƐƚƐƚŚĂƚ
the Gargoyle will win this year, while the
ĚǁĂƌĨƐƵƉƉŽƌƚƐƚŚĞ'ƌŝīŽŶ͘
24 A warforged skirmisher and a Valenar
elf are engaged in an argument. The
elf takes a step back and draws her
scimitar.
25 A trio of hobgoblins walk through a
ŵĂŬĞƐŚŝŌŵĂƌŬĞƚĂƐƚŚŽƵŐŚƚŚĞLJ͛ƌĞ
ŚƵŶƟŶŐĨŽƌƐŽŵĞƚŚŝŶŐ͘