| 1d39 | Result |
|---|---|
1 |
“Best tours! All the facts!” crows a kenku guide, trying to catch your eye. |
2 |
An Aundairian man in a glamerweave vest—patterned with blazing flames—interrupts your travel. “You know the best place to play cards around here?” |
3 |
A cheerful gnome offers olfactory illusions. “For just five crowns, I can make the most dismal districts smell like roses!” |
4 |
A clump of hippogriff dung falls from the sky. |
5 |
A halfling vendor is selling dried lizard jerky from a wagon. “Talentan style!” she says. “Just like elipa used to make!” |
6 |
A crowd stands outside a rundown building. A grim quartet of halflings wearing the insignia of the Ratcatcher’s Guild head inside. |
7 |
A half-chewed drumstick falls from an passing skycoach, nearly hitting you in the head. |
8 |
A dragonmarked half-orc holds what appears to be a dowsing rod, slowly passing it over doors and passerby on the street. The rod begins to shake violently as you approach. |
9 |
A human merchant argues with a giant owl. |
10 |
As you cross a bridge, you notice a pair of stonemasons studding a crack running through the stone span. |
11 |
Two people are arguing in front of a city guard, and you hear accusations that someone is a changeling. |
12 |
A Karrnathi couple step off a lift, a large map in their hands. They turn and rotate the paper several times, trying to make heads or tails of the directions. |
13 |
A warforged waves at you from a dingy cart piled high with a frightening array of foods. “Hungry? I could use some taste testers. As in, what does food taste like?” |
14 |
A scaled humanoid—one of the lizardfolk or dragonborn of Q’barra—is delighting onlookers with displays of firebreathing. |
15 |
You hear screaming above you. When you look up, you see a well dressed noble gently floating to the ground. |
16 |
A young child sits crying on the stairs of Tharashk inquisitive’s office. If you ask, he sobs that they won’t help find his dog. |
17 |
You spot a moss covered warforged sitting in a small park overlooking the Dagger River. Birds are nesting in an small, open compartment in the torso of the warforged. |
18 |
Two veteran soldiers—a Karrn and a Thrane—are shouting at one another. The Karrn draws a dagger. |
19 |
The crowds part, making room for a halfling warrior riding a snarling clawfoot raptor. |
20 |
Three children follow a warforged juggernaut, giggling and throwing garbage at it. The warforged stoically ignores them. |
21 |
A squad of the Sharn Watch pushes past you, urging people to get out of the way. |
22 |
An Aereni stops you to ask for directions to “Shae Lias.” She wears a silver mask and a glamerweave robe, and carries a sizeable purse. |
23 |
A cheerful man sells a wide variety of souvenirs to commemorate your visit to Sharn: sketches, crystal globes, and small plaster towers. |
24 |
You pass by a shifter and a dwarf merchant arguing with a member of the Sharn Watch. Apparently, the shifter believes he was charmed into making a foolish purchase. |
25 |
You come across a wall where people have written the names of friends lost during the Last War. |
26 |
A halfling wearing the livery of House Jorasco argues with a member of the Sharn Watch, apparently trying to absolve a friend of an accusation of pickpocketing. |
27 |
The smell of fresh, buttered bread wafts through the middle of the thoroughfare, but you cannot find the source. |
28 |
A street performer dressed as King Boranel offers to knight tourists for a copper piece. |
29 |
A well-dressed human floats down from a balcony above, his fall slowed by a feather fall spell. He bids you, “good day” and walks off quickly as you hear guards shouting and pointing from a bridge above. |
30 |
A gargoyle swoops overhead, landing on the street in front of you. It pulls a piece of folded parchment out of a leather satchel and heads into a nearby shop. |
31 |
A one-eyed half-elf opens up his cloak to reveal a selection of wands carved from different woods. “Eight galifars (8 gp) each! Top quality. And not stolen or anything.” |
32 |
A human fishmonger and a half-elf are arguing about the Race of Eight Winds, a local sporting event. The human thinks that the Hawk can’t lose, while the half-elf insists that this is the year of the Owl. |
33 |
Fresh graffiti proclaims “The crown dies with Boranel!” |
34 |
A well-dressed gnome offers to sell you an invitation to the Tain Gala. “It’s the grandest celebration in Sharn! I’m too busy to go this month, but it’s a bargain at 10 pieces of gold!” |
35 |
A man in faded finery extols the virtues of a miracle elixir to a small crowd. “It’s the secret House Jorasco doesn’t want you to know!” |
36 |
With a loud cry and wildly pinwheeling arms, a child plummets from a crowded bridge above. |
37 |
“They’re eroding our traditions! Don’t let these thieves tell our king what to do!” A young woman stands on a corner shouting about the threat posed by the dragonmarked houses. |
38 |
A panicked gnome runs out of an oracle’s tent. “We’re doomed! Dooooomed! |
39 |
A man begs for coins outside a Jorasco house of healing. “One galifar, please! I know it’s a lot, but if I can’t raise the money today, she’ll die!” |