CORE COMPONENTS:
1-20,
21-40,
41-60,
61-80,
81-100
REQUIRED THINGS, OLD BUGS AND PRIORITY REQUESTS:
1-50,
51-100,
101-150,
151-200,
201-250,
251-300,
301-350,
351-400,
401-450,
451-500,
501-550,
551-600
BLOATS:
1-50,
51-100,
101-150,
151-200,
201-250,
251-300,
301-350,
351-400
POWER GOALS:
1-50,
51-100,
101-150,
151-200
- PowerGoal151, HE FELL FOR IT, (Future): As you bow before the king, a guard sees that you have a dagger in your belt. This is not allowed in the royal chamber. As the guard approaches, you yell, "Look, over there!" and when the guard looks, you run.
- PowerGoal152, HUFFING DARKNESS, (Future): You are standing outside the castle gate. You pretend to be drinking from a flask when in reality you are inhaling the gaseous form of the evil demon. Donning a cloak, you sneak through shadows and through the open gate. Safely passed the Underworld-sensitive sentinel dogs, you exhale your master into the courtyard.
- PowerGoal153, THE CRACKS OF DOOM, (Future): You flee into the sewer with the baron's ring, but sliding in the muck, you drop it. Try as you might, you cannot locate the precious object in the town's filth.
- PowerGoal154, AMONG THE BARBARIANS, (Future): The newly appointed diplomat arrives in the northlands. He is shocked when the barbarian takes him by the hand and shakes it, a base ritual practiced only by the lowliest peasants in his country. Then he is taken to a hut, no different than the huts of the other barbarians.
- PowerGoal155, SHINING ARMOR IS IMPORTANT, (Future): The dirt and blood-covered knight corners the villian as the crowd shrinks away from his gruesome appearance. The villian begs for his life before the knight strikes him down, completing the king's mission.
- PowerGoal156, ANNOYING RELATIVES, (Future): While visiting another town during the Autumn celebration, your distant cousin swings his club at you, barely missing, and laughs at you.
- PowerGoal157, A GOBLIN'S DEPTH-FIRST SEARCH AT LEVEL FOUR, (Future): You try again and again to hack at the troll with your sword, but the beast keeps you at bay with a long spear. The troll stabs you through the chest and raises you into the air, after which a goblin climbs up on the troll and cuts a valuable necklace from your neck before the others can get it.
- PowerGoal158, NEVER THE SAME FOREVER AFTER, (Future): The goblin and the troll have fun in the snow, throwing snowballs at each other. The troll puts a rock in one of his snowballs and hits the goblin in the side of the head. For the rest of his days, the goblin can only speak from the left side of his mouth, and he is no longer able to relate to his goblin friends as the brain damage has robbed him of his taste for blood and violence.
- PowerGoal159, THAT SHIT'LL KILL YOU, (Future): The desert warrior is under the influence of camalah berries. In his cloudy stupor he misjudges where the safe rocks are and stumbles to the side, where he is swallowed up by the treacherous sands.
- PowerGoal160, SINCE THE BEGINNING OF TIME, (Future): The Night King calls upon his vassal nation to join forces with his great army in order to cleanse the land once and for all of the brutal filth that worship the sun god.
- PowerGoal161, BUT WHY WAS THE LEADER POINTING THERE?, (Future): The peasants dance around the campfire playing lutes as the village leader points to the sky at the Heavenly Lady, as the constellation was called, into whose bosom it was said the dead were wont to flutter.
- PowerGoal162, SPARED THE DETAILS, (Future): The Order of Dread, whose royal charter is kept in the Hall of Records in a secret tome, is charged with spying on the nobility and blackmailing them to keep them in line, using their own sick night-lives against them.
- PowerGoal163, "OH, BY THE WAY...", (Future): The family is feasting with a seat left open for the son that died while making a bridge for the king. With them is a con artist who mentions during the meal that he has a potion that can bring the dead back to life.
- PowerGoal164, IT DIDN'T HELP MUCH, (Future): Your enemy holds up his hand to shield his face as you bring your axe down upon him.
- PowerGoal165, "IT WAS A DESPERATE BATTLE...", (Future): You are cursed with the ability to regenerate your limbs overnight. The King of Yondor has set on a bounty on the bandits and will give three gold pieces for every arm that is brought in with the bandits' characteristic tattoos. After adding the necessary marks yourself, you repeatedly cut off your own arm to give to the king, waiting each time for the body part to rot somewhat so as to avoid suspicion.
- PowerGoal166, GRACE IN VICTORY, (Future): After your rival bests you in a duel, he mockingly offer to help you out of the muddy puddle into which you fell.
- PowerGoal167, THE EVIL SWAMP, (Future): Unable to deal with the cold damp weather of the evil swamp, you, after first suffering from skin rashes and a wracking cough from wading through the filth, eventually contract the Blue Death, a wasting disease of a mysterious nature. When it runs its course, you are transformed into a salamander.
- PowerGoal168, CONTEMPLATION, CONCERN, CONFUSION AND CONSTERNATION, (Future): He sits with his hand on his chin in a pose of deep thought, slowly shaking his head while he ponders the troubling events of the night before.
- PowerGoal169, MAN-BRANDED, (Future): The boy, named To-Be-A-Man like the others, must be branded with the mark of adulthood. He will not truly be a man if he screams in pain.
- PowerGoal170, AS LONG AS THEY DON'T DO IT TOO OFTEN, (Future): With a foot atop the slain alligator, the barbarian warrior cries "I name you Dragon Sword!" at his raised blade.
- PowerGoal171, THE MIGHTY ROCKNOR, (Future): The mighty Rocknor summons up his warrior's training, using the Ogre-Lion method to simultaneously strike his opponent in the head with his club and the neck with his foot, causing internal bleeding to his opponent's artery. The unconscious opponent goes into shock.
- PowerGoal172, WHAT ARE YOU DOING AFTER WORK?, (Future): The guards placed their weapons on the weapon racks and stripped off their tunics before leaving for the tavern to spend their money on wenches and wench-men.
- PowerGoal173, THEY ARE SENSITIVE CREATURES, (Future): The goblin child taunts the troll child on account of the troll child's large and lardy appearance. The vicious jibes continue until the troll begins to cry, but the goblin child is still not satisfied and continues poking fun. The troll child is eventually driven to anger and hurls the goblin child against a wall, breaking both the wall and the goblin.
- PowerGoal174, IT'S A BAD PLACE, (Future): A shallow-buried corpse is unearthed by a shadow jaguar, who takes the body back to its den. The discarded bones are possessed by an evil spirit of the gloomy forest.
- PowerGoal175, THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP, (Future): The dwarf stumbles out of the whiskey stockpile and falls flat on his face. Finding him there, his companions haul him to bed.
- PowerGoal176, NOT SO STEALTHY THIS TIME!, (Future): A twig snaps and the adventurer bolts upright from his bedroll, reaching for his sword, knowing that the kobolds were close.
- PowerGoal177, VERY FOUL, (Future): The foul vapors of the sewer cause the corpse of a discarded murder victim to arise. The zombie wanders back home. When the zombie sees her husband, her dead eyes flash in recognition, and she attacks, for it was he that murdered her!
- PowerGoal178, WHY DO YOU HANG OUT WITH THOSE GUYS?, (Future): Your friends drag your sleeping drunken body under a low table. Later they wake you and you jump up, hitting your head hard on the wood.
- PowerGoal179, A STRONG LEADER, (Future): You tell the soldiers that if they do not fight, they are cowards, and they become red-faced with shame, yet they still refuse to charge. You put your hand on your horse-whip and stare them down. Unable to stand further abuse, Twensly shouts, "Whip yourself, for you are the true coward!"
- PowerGoal180, BATTLE BUFFET, (Future): The troll pokes at the bodies, feeling them for meat. Eventually it drags off the choicest specimen. After a moment, a kobold emerges from the shadows and picks through the bodies looking for shiny trinkets.
- PowerGoal181, I MAKE ALL MY OWN CLOTHES, (Future): You follow the stench of death to the corpse of a corpulent goblin. You flay it and wear its foul skin as a jumpsuit.
- PowerGoal182, PLAY DEAD. IF THE ATTACK CONTINUES, IT IS LIKELY PREDATORY. FIGHT BACK VIGOROUSLY., (Future): The great wolf folds its ears back and growls, ready to pounce on the hapless adventurer.
- PowerGoal183, JUST A LITTLE MORE!, (Future): You are running through the woods when you get shot in the gut by a barbed arrow. The bowel is knicked, and the wound goes septic. You dig desperately at the wound but it only ends up getting more dirty and infected. Eventually your digging becomes so vigorous that your guts pop out through the hole.