Diary of a Failed Game Designer

 Roll: 1d12 1. The thief's guild travels with a carnival, moving about the lands, welcomed everywhere. Quietly recruiting, quietly taking contracts. setting up tents, selling candy, putting on grease paint, committing murders. 2. The match book is filled with tiny paper scraps. on each scrap a name. Each name is a thief, or a fence, or a mark, or a target. When you enter the guild, you receive a matchbook. The rest is up to you. 3. The rob from the rich and kept it until they got rich, and some-one robbed them. The retired thief wants money back. 4. The brickworks is a sprawling affair. It covers a vast area with it kilns slag piles, quarry, and drying sheds. Home to at least two gangs, when the sun goes down the violence starts. 5. There is a dagger known as "Pseutis" It is said to kill in one blow and seek treasure like a compass. It is also told that, it's pommel contains a small piece of a stone from the shore of the river styx. The dead seek the blade as well as

Roll 3d6:  3: Drinks tea, each type of tea gives different visions. Today is Draggling Blossom tea and the visions are of your future travels.  4: Babbi plays a drum, on that drum is the world, with each stroke of the drum the world hops a skitters about, it is the chaos brought about by the steady rhythm of the Drum that balances everything.  5: the litches smile contains a pocket dimension. A whole universe of perfect existence.  6: Art has eaten commerce.. Your parties gold is worthless. They are only worth what they create.  7: The Shattered Altar has been picked over and robbed out by pilgrims. Now the altar wants to be reformed, and the relics of a thousand years are coming to life. 8: The Bards guild has gone on strike. The city has gone quiet. No song, no poets, no stories.  9: Exposure killed the adventurers. The Glacier claimed them. Now the sun has uncovered them, and the curse. 10: Psionic Squids run border crossings in the lamp lit sea. If you see a giant squid, just pay t