Greenstone S20 - Town Directory
Town Directory
B: Flint Stone, amnesiac wizard, School Headmaster and Head Mayor of Greenstone. In recent months, he’s been overseeing the Wizard Tower/Dojo/Secret Blood Hunter Basement’s construction, assisted by Hector Gavins and Reed’s master carpentry. Ever the aloof inventor, he’s been scheming about the ultimate engineering marvel machine: an airship, ideally capable of aiding traversal of the trecherous Chultian wilderness between cities.
G: Geoffery Armstrong, Human Fighter, having said his goodbyes to Serendipity, eventually returned to Greenstone seeking employment to further fund his long term goals of chasing down the no-longer-one-eyed tiefling.
T: Malic Rumblepunch, after preparing all the lumber the tower would need via his cursed axes, gathered his meager possessions and walked straight into the darkest part of the forest, where his new horns most hungered, not to be seen again.
T: Dr. Motzu, a lizardfolk whose been following the party since they attacked the lizard camp months ago. He’s a bit of a “naturopathic” doctor, interested in poisons.
D: The Half-Elf Formerly Known as Crickets, henceforth: Post Macrowne, has been wandering the wilderness, discovering himself and his new fleshy skin, becoming comfortable with his… arms… and learning to live a life not enslaved to memes.
N: Ragu, the Travelling lizard chef artificer, having served the mighty lizard empire for over 50 years, but since their empires have, uhh, fallen, was looking to retire in the woods when he finds the fleshy town of Greenstone. Accompanied by his truffle pig, he’s opened a food truck serving the school.
M: Masura’s Warlock patron has been increasingly demanding tributes, now seeking a royal tiara of Maev which is famed to kill anyone who wears it but the rightful heirs, and protect those heirs from death.
R: Drake (not the rapper; dragonborn) the bounty hunter, was working out of the capital until… complicated legal matters forced them off continent while the heat dies off, demanded the Flint corporation put him up in a room - and Flint couldn’t remember enough to disagree.
M: A very superior, holier-than-thou waterelf/merperson/space alien (Triton), very monotheistic, sent on a mission from God, armed with Bagpipes and a pan-flute ready to water Christian rock your socks wet.
Current Town Ordinences:
- No Dio in the streets
- No Dio in the sheets
- Do not throw trash in the river, lest those downstream throw worse at us
- Beaver fur garments are not permitted