2

Roll 3d6 Barovian commoners

A weary band of villagers trudges along the road, clutching sacks of meager belongings. Their eyes avoid yours, and their voices are hushed as though the air itself listens.

3

Roll 1d6 Barovian scouts

Shadows flit between the trees — hunters armed with bows. Their leader steps forward, eyes narrowed, demanding to know your purpose here.

4

Hunting trap

A cruel steel trap lies hidden beneath a thin layer of leaves. Dried blood stains the teeth, and small bones lie scattered nearby.

5

Grave

A lone grave sits beside the path, the mound fresh and the wooden marker blank. The earth seems to shift ever so slightly.

6

False trail

Bootprints lead away into the forest but fade unnaturally quickly, as though swallowed by the land itself. A faint scent of smoke lingers.

7

Roll 1d4+1 Vistani bandits

A brightly painted wagon stands abandoned on the road. Laughter echoes from the trees before armed Vistani step into view.

8

Skeletal rider

A skeletal figure in rusted armor rides a decayed warhorse, its hollow eye sockets locked on you. It does not speak.

9

Trinket

A small, strange object lies in the dirt — a child’s silver whistle, a cracked porcelain doll’s head, or a black feather that feels warm to the touch.

10

Hidden bundle

A burlap sack stuffed beneath a log. Inside: moldy bread, a dull dagger, and a half-burned diary page ending mid-sentence.

11

Roll 1d4 swarm of ravens

A dark cloud of ravens bursts from the treetops, cawing in alarm. Among them, one bird seems to watch you with almost human eyes.

12

Roll 1d6 dire wolves

Low growls emerge from the mist as hulking wolves pad into view, their eyes glowing with a malevolent intelligence.

13

Roll 3d6 wolves

A chilling howl echoes, answered by many more. Shapes dart between the trees, growing closer with every step you take.

14

Roll 1d4 berserkers

Mud-caked figures emerge from the underbrush, their eyes wild, clutching crude axes and muttering prayers to dark spirits.

15

Corpse

A body lies sprawled face-down in the mud. Its hands are curled as if grasping for something — and the skin is unnaturally pale.

16

Roll 1d6 werewolves in human form

Rough-looking travelers share a campfire ahead. The scent of wet fur clings to them, though the night is dry. Their smiles are all teeth.

17

1 druid with Roll 2d6 twig blights

A lone figure kneels before a twisted tree, whispering to it. The underbrush rustles as small wooden shapes crawl toward you.

18

Roll 2d4 needle blights

The wind picks up and showers you with pine needles. Then they move — and the trees themselves seem to take shape and walk forward.

19

Roll 1d6 scarecrows

Ragged forms sway in the foggy field. Then, without warning, they begin to walk, creaking with every step.

20

1 revenant

A figure rises from the ground, mud clinging to its corpse-like frame. Its dead eyes fix on you with unshakable purpose.