Chapter 2: Gazetteer of tal’Dorei 73rulers of the gorge. They are lead by a five hundred-year-
old druid named Burning Oak, and while his awesome
magic keeps the other tribes at bay, his frailty makes him
vulnerable to attack—and the other tribes know it.
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Any kobold will tell you that their people are small,
but fierce! Every ten years brings a new generation of
kobolds, and while the Tinysoot tribe’s warriors are not
the mightiest, their numbers have allowed them to over-
whelm even the greatest of the Flame Scions’ champions.
The Tinysoots’ leader, a zealous young warqueen named
Yabber Tinysoot XIV, wears around her neck the key to
Everflame Crevasse, Thordak’s deepest treasure vault.
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When Thordak’s ally, Umbrasyl, was slain atop Gat-
shadow, his caustic blood seeped into the corpses of a
dozen goliath scouts from the Herd of Storms. The black
dragons’ magic, combined with the fell power of Gat-
shadow itself, transformed the goliaths into a squadron of
undead black dragonborn. Skeletal wings sprouted from
their backs, and the Black Snow tribe flew instinctively to
the Ashen Gorge, drawn to the Ruby of Oblivion, a pitch-
black ruby of immense unholy power—now stored in the
Obsidian Geode, a treasure vault guarded by a legion of
golems and elementals. This tribe of hateful revenants is
small, but each of their kind wields the strength of twenty
lesser warriors.
Bronbog
Village • Population: 740
(64% Human, 18% Half-Elf, 9% Halfling, 9% Other)
If there ever was a civilization that called the Dreamseep
home, Bronbog is all that remains of it. Its buildings are
made from planks of water-logged bogwood, the only
sign of its previous greatness being the ring of stone pil-
lars that once supported the Temple of the Dawnfather.
Even though the temple to their patron god has crumbled,
the people of Bronbog keep the faith; their belief in the
sun god’s afterlife is their greatest comfort against their
meager lives. Yet for all the gloom that surrounds the
Dreamseep Marshlands, the Bronboggi keep a sunny dis-
position. There’s a saying in the village that goes: “If you
don’t feel the storm, you can’t know there ain’t sun.”
The only reason anyone north of the Stormcrest Moun-
tains knows of Bronbog is because of the queenscap, a
rare swamp fungus that serves as a reagent in creating
potent potions of superior healing. It’s been harvested almost
to extinction in the more accessible K’Tawl Swamp, and
Tal’Dorei’s alchemists pay good money for a shipment.bronboG aDventures
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For mid-level characters: On a queenscap-gathering expe-
dition to Bronbog, the PCs find that the mushrooms have
been crushed by an unusual plant. As they spend time