|16, 56, 0
||Another fork in the road! Now very testy, you are getting tired of all the forks in the road. From now on you will leave the decision up to your advisors. After all, that is their job.
|21, 11, 0
||You let out a big sigh, bite your bottom lip, and mindlessly gaze up both paths that lay before you. Will you claim the sawmill just ahead or continue around the bend on the other road? You hope that there was a tavern near by. A tall, stiff ale sounds good right about now.
|23, 14, 0
||For a long time you have followed the straight and narrow path. But now you have no idea which way to turn. All these forks in the road would drive anyone to the nut house. You begin to laugh and then cry and then laugh again because he was crying and cry because he was laughing.Contents: -1 Morale
|23, 17, 0
||You come to yet another parting in the road. Low and behold another fork for you to toss into his backpack. You grit your teeth. An advisor then reminds you that you wouldn't have to worry about Christmas shopping.Contents: +1 Morale
|23, 20, 0
||You begin complaining to your troops. "How are we supposed to follow the cobblestone road when there are so many forks in it? And whose idea was it for all passersby to get a fork at EVERY FORK IN THE ROAD!" You lick your finger and stick it in the air. You determine the direction of the wind and travel in that direction.
|23, 59, 0
||Feeling bad about being so short tempered to the poor merchant your conscience gets the best of you and you go back to apologize. You arrive only to find a huge disgusting monster in the merchant's place.Guardians: 1 Minotaur King
|24, 30, 0
||You took the road less traveled, and that has made all the difference.Contents: Lion's Shield of Courage
|24, 59, 0
||You come across a lowly merchant who looks as if he has not seen any business all day. The pale and desperate looking man gives his best sales spiel. "Find all your treasures with this! A map to few refer to as the Market of Time." You look at the crumpled remains of a scroll and laugh. You toss a few gold coins at the poor soul and say "The Market of Time? This place you speak of was pulled out of existence during the restoration of Erathia. Anybody who tells you differently is trying to sell you something." You walked away satisfied with your statement.
|27, 33, 0
||You come upon two roads that fork in a yellow wood. Travelers have worn them really about the same but the one on the left seemed a little grassier and perhaps was not so heavily traveled. You look down both roads and then make a decision.
|30, 55, 0
||Gasp! A fork in the road! What will you do? After long hours of heated debate and consulting with several of your learned counselors you promise to keep the fork to bestow upon your loving father's grave.
|32, 55, 0
||You are confronted by a bunch of short odorous goblins. They all line up in front of you and begin singing in unison, "Follow the cobblestone road, follow the cobblestone road. Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the cobblestone road. Follow the cobblestone, follow the cobblestone, follow the cobblestone road. " You are convinced that you are delusional from swallowing too much ocean water.
|33, 56, 0
||Several hobgoblins surround you. Suddenly there is an outburst of song. " We represent the War Hammers guild, the War Hammers guild, the War Hammers guild, And in the name of the War Hammers Guild........We wish to welcome you to Truncheon Land."
|39, 30, 0
||A drunken fool staggers his way out of the tavern and with slurred words begins hollering at you. Trying not to laugh, you listen intently to the man's words. "Thou mustith enter yon tavern...nnn. Blessed are the minstrels in the tavern!" He paused to belch loudly and continued. "They call themselves Smashing Melons...sss"Contents: +1 Morale
|44, 36, 0
||At a fork in the road you stop and ask the nearest creature for directions on how to get to a tavern. You look at him more closely. He looks strangely familiar but you dismiss the thought. The creature looks you dead in the eye and replies "You got a lot of nerve comin' back here after what you pulled. You innocently point to yourself innocently, mouthing, "Me?" He walks towards you threateningly. Suddenly he throws his arm around you and shouts "How ya doin' my old friend? I haven't seen you in ages. Don't you remember me?" You realize you have no idea who or what this creature is but you play along. He gives you directions to the tavern and a few gold pieces for a drink. "Take this my friend. Get yourself a New World Long Neck Pale Ale. Perhaps I may join you?"
|45, 23, 0
||While deep in the woods you stumble onto a hidden, moss-covered, wooden chest that has been revealed from a previous rain. After many hours of prying and beating on the chest, it wouldn't budge. A very fat member of your army offers his body weight and body-slams the chest and it bursts open.Contents: +3 Morale|
+42 Wood, +21 Mercury, +42 Ore, +21 Sulfur, +21 Crystals, +21 Gems, +21000 Gold
|48, 19, 0
||Standing at a divergence in the road was a family of tattered peasants and their decrepit cart pulled by a one-eyed, partially lame horse. You bend down to offer aid, but the pudgy, balding man is too busy trying to contain his four unruly children to notice. The man's wife winks seductively at you. Your face begins to blush. You run off as quickly as your dignity can carry you.
|48, 27, 0
||While traveling, you see a tired peasant woman carrying large, heavy looking bags. Being kindly you ask the woman if she needs some assistance. "You just want to help me because I'm a woman!" she snaps. "Oh no," you say, "I wanted to help you because of your age."Contents: +1 Morale
|49, 34, 0
||A large boulder obstructs the road. You send one of your troops ahead to see what is on the other side. "Sire!" he yelled, "You'll never guess...Another fork in the road!" You glance at the huge rock and notice it that has inscriptions on it. In search of profound intellect, you read. "Eat at Craig Hack's." "The best way to a man's heart is to hack his breastplate open."
"Catherine Gryphonheart slept here" "S.W.M. seeks S.W.F. for F.U.N.A.S.A.P." "Kilgore was here."Contents: 1 Knowledge Skill
|53, 37, 0
||A toll guard abruptly stops you and your troops at the fork in the road. The longhaired troll guard demands that you fork over 147 gold pieces in order to pass. You don't see things his way and reach for your sword when all of a sudden from the trees comes...Guardians: 4 Archers, 7 Swordmen, 8 Archers, 1 Marksman, 3 Archers|
Contents: -15 Gold
|54, 56, 0
||Another fork in the road! You yawn and wonder what you are going to do with all these forks. Your backpack is getting quite full and quite heavy. Which way to go, on the other hand, well, that's something entirely different.
|55, 66, 0
||You begin to weep. Your troops begin to mock you. There you stand in front of the refuse heap where you are to build a capitol.
|59, 48, 0
||Two! Two forks in the road! Slightly annoyed you wonder why this fork in the road reminds you of some counting vampire. You put the salad fork and the dinner fork into your backpack and travel on.
|61, 31, 0
||Blessed is the artless dizzy-eyed coxcomb who contrived these roads. You are becoming very dreary-eyed as you are again faced with which way to go. You pull out a gold piece and shout to your troops: "Call it in the air! You point, "Heads we go that way. Tails we go that way," you say pointing in the other direction. You flip the coin. "TAILS!" the group shouts.