Seafoot Games - River Fortress | 20x30 Battlemap

A lush forest surrounds this secluded fortress, nested in the heart of a swiftly flowing river. Is it the bastion of freedom fighters, driven out by local-lords-turned-slavers—or the establishment of something far more sinister?  

Adventure Seeds 

• Freedom fighters have requested your aide the defence of their  stronghold against slavers and their mercenaries, who they expect to attack any day now. They have been rebelling against the lords who betrayed them to become slavers for nearly a year—guerrilla attacking their merchant caravans, freeing slaves, and doing whatever they can to disrupt their trade. But the slavers won’t tolerate their behaviour any longer, and are determined to wipe this inconvenience from their lives forever.  
• Bandits are using the river fortress as a toll bridge, having reinstated the old building’s original purpose for illicit means.  
• A old, retired adventurer—in the twilight of his life—begs for your aide. Elves, he says, have attacked his home. He barely escaped with his life, and is terrified as to what has befallen  his two daughters. He has treasures aplenty to reward you with, if you but help him return to his home and learn of their fate. Upon  arriving, however, you find the daughters alive and well. They are in love with their elven captors, or so they claim. They say they have  enlisted their help to seek vengeance for their elven mother, whom their father killed when they were still children—a vengeance that can only  be repaid with blood. Their father claims that their mother, tripped, and fell—but the daughters never believed it, and have been harbouring  this hatred for years. Their father is shocked at this, for only he  knows the truth—that his wife, his beloved, couldn’t handle the thought of his death from old age, while she remained young. She had wanted to leave then, to escape the pain—but he had reminded her of the loss his  half-elven daughters would know growing up. He had placed his hand on her arm, and in her distress, she had backed away—and slipped, and fallen, from the stairway in their bedroom…