Winter Wonderland Rollers
Entry Levels
Roll number 1 - 2 to determine level depending on area; if area not selected, roll 1 - 8 to pick area first.
- Dreadmire Swamp
- The Glistening Spire: This level is the hollowed-out interior of a colossal, crystalline ice spire that pierces a perpetually twilit sky. Faint, shifting light from the aurora above filters through the walls, casting everything in a soft, blue-and-green glow. The air is still and cold, and the only sounds are the distant groan of shifting ice and the echo of your own footsteps.
- Hazards: Sheer, slick vertical drops into misty depths; patches of black ice that are nearly invisible on the translucent floors; sudden, sharp stalactites that calve from the ceiling high above.
- Perks: The spire's unique crystalline structure can amplify whispers, allowing communication across vast chambers; certain walls act as frozen scrying pools, offering hazy glimpses of other levels; rare, thermal-heated vents provide brief respite from the biting cold.
- Residents: A silent, hulking Ice Golem that methodically patrols the spire's central shaft, indifferent to intruders unless they damage the structure; a flock of skittish, bioluminescent Glimmer-Moths that are attracted to heat and light; a lone, melancholic scholar of the Yeti race, meticulously charting the spire's internal architecture and willing to trade knowledge for stories of the outside world.
- Krampusnacht Square: You have emerged into a snow-cloaked, cobblestone town square at the dead of night. Garlands of withered holly and rusty iron bells hang between the timber-framed buildings. The air smells of cold stone, pine, and faintly, of coal smoke. A massive, gnarled Yule tree, stripped bare of needles and decorated with tarnished ornaments, dominates the center of the square.
- Hazards: Tripwires connected to sacks of cursed coal that explode into choking black dust; hidden pits lined with sharp, candy-cane striped spikes; the creeping, paralyzing fear emitted by the level's primary resident.
- Perks: The tarnished ornaments on the Yule tree can be broken to release small, protective charms; one of the buildings is a locked apothecary with potions still viable on the shelves; the bell in the clock tower can be rung to disorient and drive back certain shadowy creatures.
- Residents: Krampus himself, a looming figure whose heavy footfalls and the rattling of his chains can be heard echoing through the alleys as he hunts; the Schattenkinder, small, shadowy imps that giggle and steal loose items from the unwary; a chained, forlorn-looking Alpine Spirit who was trapped here long ago and may offer cryptic warnings to those who show it kindness.
- The Glistening Spire: This level is the hollowed-out interior of a colossal, crystalline ice spire that pierces a perpetually twilit sky. Faint, shifting light from the aurora above filters through the walls, casting everything in a soft, blue-and-green glow. The air is still and cold, and the only sounds are the distant groan of shifting ice and the echo of your own footsteps.
- The Drowned Tangle
- The Workshop of Mended Toys: A cavernous, dusty workshop filled with the sounds of ticking clocks and faint, discordant music boxes. Shelves are crammed with toys in various states of repair and disrepair, from beautifully restored rocking horses to dolls with cracked porcelain faces. Wood shavings and scraps of felt litter the floor, and a large, complex assembly machine dominates the center of the room.
- Hazards: Aggressive, malfunctioning toy soldiers that march in lockstep and fire sharpened peppermint sticks; floors littered with caltrops-sized jacks and marbles; the workshop's assembly machine, which may attempt to "repair" intruders by adding unwanted clockwork parts.
- Perks: Functional toys can be wound up to provide minor aid, such as a tin monkey that can scout ahead or a music box that soothes agitated constructs; the workshop tools are of exceptional quality for crafting and repair; stashes of "Spare Parts" can be used to barter with the level's resident.
- Residents: The Toymaker, a reclusive, gnome-like being with magnified goggles, who is more concerned with his work than with visitors but becomes hostile if his creations are damaged; a silent, helpful Clockwork Owl that observes everything from the rafters; a lonely, sentient Teddy Bear missing one button eye, who desperately seeks a new owner and will lash out with surprising strength if rejected.
- The Sunken Yule Feast: This level is a vast, opulent dining hall frozen solid in a single, catastrophic moment. A long table is laden with a feast now encased in clear ice, from the roasted boar with an apple in its mouth to the crystallized gravy in the boat. The guests, all elegant nobles in fine winter silks, are frozen in their seats, expressions of mirth and terror preserved on their icy faces. The only light comes from the still-burning, frozen flames of the massive hearth.
- Hazards: Treacherously slick, polished floorboards of black ice hidden under a dusting of snow; spectral butlers who phase through walls to "serve" intruders by hurling frozen cutlery with deadly accuracy; the haunting wails of the frozen guests, which can induce a deep, debilitating despair.
- Perks: The preserved food, if carefully chipped free, is perfectly edible and magically nourishing; the fine silks and furs on the chairs provide exceptional insulation against the cold; the frozen flames of the hearth, if captured, provide a steady, cold light source that never burns out.
- Residents: The Wailing Steward, a powerful ghost bound to the hall who can be appeased by setting a proper place at the table; a small, timid Ice-Pheasant that has made a nest under the table and pecks at the frozen food; the Frost-Feaster, a semi-corporeal horror that is slowly consuming the frozen souls of the nobles and is attracted to the warmth of the living.
- The Workshop of Mended Toys: A cavernous, dusty workshop filled with the sounds of ticking clocks and faint, discordant music boxes. Shelves are crammed with toys in various states of repair and disrepair, from beautifully restored rocking horses to dolls with cracked porcelain faces. Wood shavings and scraps of felt litter the floor, and a large, complex assembly machine dominates the center of the room.
- Hollowdeep Caves
- The Gingerbread Grove: A forest where the trees are made of dark, spicy gingerbread and the ground is a hardpack of sugar-frosted snow. A sweet, almost cloying scent of molasses and cinnamon hangs in the frigid air. Icing serves as both treacherous footing on paths and as a mortar holding the strange ecosystem together. Some of the confectionary trees have vibrant, crystalline candy fruits growing from their branches.
- Hazards: Sudden, sticky geysers of warm icing that can trap a person; aggressive, territorial Gingerbread Golems that shamelessly bite at intruders; unstable "snow" overhangs that conceal deep pits.
- Perks: The candy fruits are highly nutritious and can restore stamina; the sturdy gingerbread bark can be harvested and consumed in a pinch; the grove's sugary residue can be used to temporarily seal wounds.
- Residents: A colony of quick, clever Peppermint Sprites who are not inherently hostile but love to play pranks and barter for shiny objects; a large, friendly Rock-Candy Badger slumbering in a den, its crystalline hide glittering in the light; a corrupt, ancient Sugar Plum Dryad who offers powerful boons in exchange for pledges of servitude, slowly turning her allies into mindless confectionary thralls.
- The Quarry of Echoing Carols: A massive open-pit mine where the walls are not rock, but solid, densely compressed snow and ice. Ancient, fossilized holiday melodies are trapped within the quarry faces, and striking the walls causes them to release these echoes—sometimes a cheerful chorus, other times a terrifying, dissonant shriek. Rusted mining equipment lies abandoned, half-submerged in the snow.
- Hazards: Unstable ice walls that can collapse under the vibration of loud noises; sonic booms from released "bad" melodies that can shatter eardrums and disorient; deep, camouflaged sinkholes leading to icy caverns below.
- Perks: Carefully harvested "melody shards" can be used to create powerful sonic weapons or tools; the quarry's unique acoustics allow a whisper to be heard clearly from hundreds of feet away; the fossilized remains of a ancient, massive Yule Log can be found, its wood still burning with a low, eternal flame at its core.
- Residents: The Quarry Master, a grizzled, spectral figure with a massive, silent bell for a head, who communicates through gestures and expects absolute obedience; a clan of deafened Kobolds who mine the melody shards and are immune to the sonic hazards, but are notoriously greedy; a solitary, majestic Snowy Owl that nests in the highest ridges, whose true song can temporarily calm the chaotic echoes.
- The Gingerbread Grove: A forest where the trees are made of dark, spicy gingerbread and the ground is a hardpack of sugar-frosted snow. A sweet, almost cloying scent of molasses and cinnamon hangs in the frigid air. Icing serves as both treacherous footing on paths and as a mortar holding the strange ecosystem together. Some of the confectionary trees have vibrant, crystalline candy fruits growing from their branches.
- Mistmere Beach
- The Peppermint Promenade: A wide, beautifully laid pathway that spirals up a mountainside, its surface made of alternating red-and-white peppermint tiles. The path is lined with elegant, ice-sculpted topiaries and lampposts that burn with a cool, mint-scented flame. Despite its charming appearance, the promenade is a deadly gauntlet of traps and tricks.
- Hazards: Specific peppermint tiles that are pressure-sensitive, triggering darts of hardened candy or releasing clouds of suffocating powdered sugar; the minty flames from the lampposts that, while not hot, can induce a paralyzing chill on contact; hypnotic, swirling patterns in the path that can lure the unwary to step off the edge.
- Perks: The ice topiaries can be broken to reveal hidden compartments containing supplies; the mint flames can be captured and used to create potions of clarity or to preserve organic matter; successfully navigating the promenade without triggering a trap grants a subtle "Luck of the Path" boon for the next level.
- Residents: The formal and unforgiving March Hare of Winter, who patrols the path and challenges travelers to a deadly game of wits; a group of mischievous, winged Candy-Sprites that flit about, resetting traps and laughing at the misfortune of others; a melancholic Lamplighter Spirit, bound to tend the flames, who will offer safe passage hints in exchange for a moment of conversation.
- The Secluded Hearth-Home: This level appears as a cozy, oversized burrow, warm and dry against the endless winter outside. The walls are packed earth and tree roots, and the air is filled with the scent of baking goods and pine. A massive, crackling hearth provides cheery light and warmth. It is a place of profound comfort and safety.
- Hazards: The overwhelming compulsion to stay, rest, and abandon the quest, as the hollow saps one's motivation; stored memories and secrets can be drawn out by the hearth's magic and made visible as shimmering shadows on the walls; the food and drink, while nourishing, causes deep, dreamless sleep if consumed in excess.
- Perks: A full night's rest here heals all but the most grievous wounds and ailments; the resident will freely share wisdom and information about the dungeon; the warmth of the hearth completely immunizes against cold-based hazards for a short time after leaving.
- Residents: A maternal, ancient being known as a Hearth-Keeper, who appears as a large, comfortable woman in a knitted shawl and offers food and advice, her true motives and nature completely ambiguous; a lazy, talking House Cat that knows many of the dungeon's secrets but demands excessive pampering in return; a silent, wooden Nutcracker soldier that stands guard by the door, its painted eyes tracking movement.
- The Peppermint Promenade: A wide, beautifully laid pathway that spirals up a mountainside, its surface made of alternating red-and-white peppermint tiles. The path is lined with elegant, ice-sculpted topiaries and lampposts that burn with a cool, mint-scented flame. Despite its charming appearance, the promenade is a deadly gauntlet of traps and tricks.
- Nocthollow Forest
- The Sleigh-Bell Graveyard: This level is a vast, silent boneyard where ancient, broken sleighs are piled into great mounds, their runners pointing at the sky like the ribs of long-dead beasts. Tattered harnesses and countless, tarnished silver bells are scattered across the frozen ground. A constant, gentle wind causes the bells to chime a discordant, mournful song.
- Hazards: Unstable piles of sleigh wreckage that can shift and collapse without warning; sharp, rusted metal fragments hidden under the snow; the disorienting effect of the constant, chaotic bell chimes, which can mask approaching dangers.
- Perks: Intact sleigh bells can be gathered and used to create powerful sonic disturbances; the leather from old harnesses is exceptionally strong and can be used for repairs; hidden within the largest sleigh wreck is a still-intact Gift-Box, which contains a powerful, random item.
- Residents: The Sorrow-Spirit of a former reindeer, a phantom that wanders the graveyard and lays its head on visitors' shoulders, draining their warmth and joy; a pack of scrappy, resourceful Tinker Gnomes who are salvaging parts for an unknown project; a silent, towering Belled Sentinel that views any attempt to take the largest bells as a personal affront.
- The Solstice Glade: A circular clearing deep within an ancient, snow-laden forest. At its center stands a single, massive oak tree, its bare branches holding a thousand gently glowing lights. Small, rustic cabins with smoking chimneys dot the edge of the glade, and the air is filled with the sound of quiet laughter and the smell of roasting chestnuts.
- Hazards: Deep, perfectly circular wells hidden under fresh snowdrifts; territorial, ghostly hounds that patrol the glade's perimeter, their baying causing the very air to grow colder; the intoxicating nature of the glade's peace, which can make leaving feel unthinkably difficult.
- Perks: The food offered by the residents provides long-lasting resistance to extreme cold; the central oak tree is a place of powerful healing and clarity; the glowing lights can be gently persuaded to leave their branches and act as guides for a short time.
- Residents: A community of friendly, robust Gnomes who are celebrating an endless Solstice festival and welcome all visitors to their feast; a wise, ancient Stag with antlers of living crystal that can show brief visions of paths through the dungeon; a silent, watchful figure in a brown cloak who tends the central tree and never speaks, but seems to be the true guardian of the glade.
- The Sleigh-Bell Graveyard: This level is a vast, silent boneyard where ancient, broken sleighs are piled into great mounds, their runners pointing at the sky like the ribs of long-dead beasts. Tattered harnesses and countless, tarnished silver bells are scattered across the frozen ground. A constant, gentle wind causes the bells to chime a discordant, mournful song.
- Scorched Desert
- The Blizzard-Swept Spire: This level consists of the exposed upper floors and rooftops of a skyscraper-like structure, lashed by a perpetual, magical blizzard. Visibility is near-zero, and the howling wind threatens to pluck travelers from the ledges and gargoyles. The only sources of orientation are the faint, glowing lights from windows far below and the occasional flash of lightning that illuminates the treacherous architecture.
- Hazards: Icy, slanted rooftops that offer little purchase; hurricane-force winds that can cause ranged attacks to fail and push characters off edges; lightning strikes that seek out the highest point, often a person.
- Perks: The spire's height makes it an ideal vantage point for celestial navigation, allowing for precise bearing to be taken if the storm briefly clears; the gargoyles are made of a weather-resistant stone that can be chipped off and used for protective enchantments; the heart of the storm, located at the spire's very peak, contains a crystallized "Eye of the Blizzard," a powerful artifact for controlling weather.
- Residents: The Storm-Screech, a terrifying, draconic creature made of wind and ice that circles the spire, attacking anything that moves on the rooftops; a crew of stranded, desperate Aviators (human or otherwise) who have crash-landed their airship on a broad ledge and are trying to make repairs; a lonely Wind Elemental trapped in a chimney, who will guide a traveler safely through the winds in exchange for its release.
- The Howling Carnival: Remnants of a festive carnival are half-buried in deep snowdrifts. A frozen carousel, its painted horses locked in eerie stillness, stands beside a boarded-up ticket booth. Brightly striped tents sag under the weight of ice, and the wind whistles through broken planks, creating a low, constant howl that gives the level its name.
- Hazards: Carnivorous Snow-Clowns that burst from the drifts with exaggerated, grinning mouths full of needle-sharp teeth; a hall of mirrors that reflects not your image, but your deepest fears; the pervasive, maddening influence of the howling wind, which can convince visitors that the carnival is still alive and active.
- Perks: The carousel, if its mechanism can be repaired, can create a powerful protective ward in a radius around it; one of the game stalls contains a rifle that shoots icicles; the prize booth holds a stuffed toy that emits a faint, calming aura against fear effects.
- Residents: The Barker, a gaunt, charismatic figure in a threadbare coat who offers rigged games with deadly stakes; a sorrowful Yeti strongman trapped in a cage of his own making, who will grant his immense strength to anyone who can free him; a sentient, mobile Peppermint Swan that glides gracefully across the snow, offering cryptic advice and healing candies.
- The Blizzard-Swept Spire: This level consists of the exposed upper floors and rooftops of a skyscraper-like structure, lashed by a perpetual, magical blizzard. Visibility is near-zero, and the howling wind threatens to pluck travelers from the ledges and gargoyles. The only sources of orientation are the faint, glowing lights from windows far below and the occasional flash of lightning that illuminates the treacherous architecture.
- Skyrend Mountains
- The Celestial Observatory: Perched atop the highest peak in the dungeon, this open-air level is a complex of ancient stone platforms and brass telescopes pointed at a sky permanently fixed in a winter solstice night. The stars are impossibly bright and clear, and constellations occasionally shift and swirl. A warm, sheltered library filled with star charts and celestial models offers a reprieve from the thin, frigid air.
- Hazards: Sudden, localized gravity failures that cause objects and people to float uncontrollably; patches of starlight so concentrated they can cause temporary blindness; razor-edged shards of frozen night that periodically rain down from the darker patches of the sky.
- Perks: Correctly aligning the telescopes can reveal hidden pathways in the dungeon or illuminate secret doors on this level; the concentrated starlight can be used to empower light-based magic or purify tainted items; the star charts in the library contain permanent, reusable enchantments for navigation.
- Residents: The Star-Weaver, a serene, ethereal being composed of woven light who maintains the observatory and tests visitors with celestial riddles; a family of helpful, goat-like Aether-Kids with hides that shimmer like the Milky Way; a jealous, territorial Griffon made of constellation lines and solidified shadow, which covets the shiny telescopes and navigational tools.
- The Chime-Riggers' Precipice: A terrifying network of rope bridges, frozen logging rigging, and precarious wooden platforms slung between the jagged peaks of the Skyrend Mountains. A howling gale constantly whips through the pass, swinging the bridges violently and coating everything in a layer of black ice. The only sounds are the wind's scream and the ominous, discordant clanging of countless wind chimes made of bone and scrap metal.
- Hazards: Rope bridges frayed to their last fibers; platforms that collapse under too much weight; the constant, disorienting wind that threatens to sweep people from their footing; the maddening clatter of the chimes, which masks the sound of approaching danger.
- Perks: The wind chimes, if carefully deconstructed, contain rare metals and can be reassembled into tools that manipulate sound; the highest platforms offer a clear, unimpeded view of the entire level's layout; a hidden zipline, if located, provides a swift and safe passage across the largest chasm.
- Residents: The Chime-Riggers, a clan of pallid, wiry humanoids with ice-picks for fingers, who scuttle along the ropes and view the entire precipice as their personal larder; a mournful, massive Roc trapped in a cage of its own making, its frozen wings unable to lift it, who will carry a traveler across the level if its cage is shattered; a silent, ghostly Figure that stands at the end of the most dangerous bridge, pointing towards the safest path or towards a fatal drop, its intentions unknowable.
- The Celestial Observatory: Perched atop the highest peak in the dungeon, this open-air level is a complex of ancient stone platforms and brass telescopes pointed at a sky permanently fixed in a winter solstice night. The stars are impossibly bright and clear, and constellations occasionally shift and swirl. A warm, sheltered library filled with star charts and celestial models offers a reprieve from the thin, frigid air.
- Pyronmouth
- The Grand Solstice Bazaar: A bustling, open-air market that seems to be in a perpetual state of winter festival. Dozens of stalls made of brightly colored cloth and carved ice sell everything from mulled cider to finely crafted weapons. The air is filled with the smells of roasting nuts, pine, and spices, and cheerful music played on frozen instruments drifts from a central plaza. It is a warm, lively, and welcoming place.
- Hazards: Expert pickpockets and cutpurses disguised as festive revelers; potent, spiced drinks that can cause overwhelming inebriation or temporary memory loss; seemingly beneficial magical items that carry hidden, lingering curses.
- Perks: The market is an excellent place to trade for rare provisions and winter-specific gear; the central bonfire grants a long-lasting blessing of warmth to all who stand near it; participating in the festival games can yield unique trinkets and powerful, temporary boons.
- Residents: A jovial, enormous Baker who gives away free, magically sustaining gingerbread cookies; a mysterious Mask-Maker who sells enchanted disguises that can fool certain dungeon inhabitants; a regiment of dutiful, animated Tin Soldiers who act as the market's guards, intervening in any overt violence.
- The Rime-Rot Redoubt: This level is a grim, defensive fortress carved from a single glacier, its walls scarred by the claws of some long-departed siege. The courtyard is a killing field of frozen, fallen soldiers, their bodies and weapons preserved in the ice. The air is deathly still and cold, and a palpable sense of dread and finality hangs over everything. The fortress's inner keep is a maze of frozen barracks and armories.
- Hazards: The lingering spirits of soldiers who rise from the ice to attack any living thing; hidden, spring-loaded blade traps designed to dismember intruders; sections of the wall that periodically unleash a wave of soul-numbing cold.
- Perks: The preserved armory contains masterwork weapons and armor, perfectly maintained by the ice; the commander's quarters hold detailed tactical maps that reveal the patterns of patrols in other levels; the fortress's central standard, if claimed, grants a powerful morale boost to its bearer and their allies.
- Residents: The Fortress Captain, a spectral, disciplined ghost who mistakes living entrants for reinforcements and orders them on suicidal patrols; a shambling, pathetic Frost Wight that was once the fortress's cook, now forever trying to prepare a meal in the frozen kitchen; a caged, intelligent Winter Wolf that will agree to serve a new master if released from its icy prison.
- The Grand Solstice Bazaar: A bustling, open-air market that seems to be in a perpetual state of winter festival. Dozens of stalls made of brightly colored cloth and carved ice sell everything from mulled cider to finely crafted weapons. The air is filled with the smells of roasting nuts, pine, and spices, and cheerful music played on frozen instruments drifts from a central plaza. It is a warm, lively, and welcoming place.
Subsequent Levels
Roll 1 - 20 to select next level.
- The Glistening Spire: This level is the hollowed-out interior of a colossal, crystalline ice spire that pierces a perpetually twilit sky. Faint, shifting light from the aurora above filters through the walls, casting everything in a soft, blue-and-green glow. The air is still and cold, and the only sounds are the distant groan of shifting ice and the echo of your own footsteps.
- Hazards: Sheer, slick vertical drops into misty depths; patches of black ice that are nearly invisible on the translucent floors; sudden, sharp stalactites that calve from the ceiling high above.
- Perks: The spire's unique crystalline structure can amplify whispers, allowing communication across vast chambers; certain walls act as frozen scrying pools, offering hazy glimpses of other levels; rare, thermal-heated vents provide brief respite from the biting cold.
- Residents: A silent, hulking Ice Golem that methodically patrols the spire's central shaft, indifferent to intruders unless they damage the structure; a flock of skittish, bioluminescent Glimmer-Moths that are attracted to heat and light; a lone, melancholic scholar of the Yeti race, meticulously charting the spire's internal architecture and willing to trade knowledge for stories of the outside world.
- Krampusnacht Square: You have emerged into a snow-cloaked, cobblestone town square at the dead of night. Garlands of withered holly and rusty iron bells hang between the timber-framed buildings. The air smells of cold stone, pine, and faintly, of coal smoke. A massive, gnarled Yule tree, stripped bare of needles and decorated with tarnished ornaments, dominates the center of the square.
- Hazards: Tripwires connected to sacks of cursed coal that explode into choking black dust; hidden pits lined with sharp, candy-cane striped spikes; the creeping, paralyzing fear emitted by the level's primary resident.
- Perks: The tarnished ornaments on the Yule tree can be broken to release small, protective charms; one of the buildings is a locked apothecary with potions still viable on the shelves; the bell in the clock tower can be rung to disorient and drive back certain shadowy creatures.
- Residents: Krampus himself, a looming figure whose heavy footfalls and the rattling of his chains can be heard echoing through the alleys as he hunts; the Schattenkinder, small, shadowy imps that giggle and steal loose items from the unwary; a chained, forlorn-looking Alpine Spirit who was trapped here long ago and may offer cryptic warnings to those who show it kindness.
- The Gingerbread Grove: A forest where the trees are made of dark, spicy gingerbread and the ground is a hardpack of sugar-frosted snow. A sweet, almost cloying scent of molasses and cinnamon hangs in the frigid air. Icing serves as both treacherous footing on paths and as a mortar holding the strange ecosystem together. Some of the confectionary trees have vibrant, crystalline candy fruits growing from their branches.
- Hazards: Sudden, sticky geysers of warm icing that can trap a person; aggressive, territorial Gingerbread Golems that shamelessly bite at intruders; unstable "snow" overhangs that conceal deep pits.
- Perks: The candy fruits are highly nutritious and can restore stamina; the sturdy gingerbread bark can be harvested and consumed in a pinch; the grove's sugary residue can be used to temporarily seal wounds.
- Residents: A colony of quick, clever Peppermint Sprites who are not inherently hostile but love to play pranks and barter for shiny objects; a large, friendly Rock-Candy Badger slumbering in a den, its crystalline hide glittering in the light; a corrupt, ancient Sugar Plum Dryad who offers powerful boons in exchange for pledges of servitude, slowly turning her allies into mindless confectionary thralls.
- The Sunken Yule Feast: This level is a vast, opulent dining hall frozen solid in a single, catastrophic moment. A long table is laden with a feast now encased in clear ice, from the roasted boar with an apple in its mouth to the crystallized gravy in the boat. The guests, all elegant nobles in fine winter silks, are frozen in their seats, expressions of mirth and terror preserved on their icy faces. The only light comes from the still-burning, frozen flames of the massive hearth.
- Hazards: Treacherously slick, polished floorboards of black ice hidden under a dusting of snow; spectral butlers who phase through walls to "serve" intruders by hurling frozen cutlery with deadly accuracy; the haunting wails of the frozen guests, which can induce a deep, debilitating despair.
- Perks: The preserved food, if carefully chipped free, is perfectly edible and magically nourishing; the fine silks and furs on the chairs provide exceptional insulation against the cold; the frozen flames of the hearth, if captured, provide a steady, cold light source that never burns out.
- Residents: The Wailing Steward, a powerful ghost bound to the hall who can be appeased by setting a proper place at the table; a small, timid Ice-Pheasant that has made a nest under the table and pecks at the frozen food; the Frost-Feaster, a semi-corporeal horror that is slowly consuming the frozen souls of the nobles and is attracted to the warmth of the living.
- The Workshop of Mended Toys: A cavernous, dusty workshop filled with the sounds of ticking clocks and faint, discordant music boxes. Shelves are crammed with toys in various states of repair and disrepair, from beautifully restored rocking horses to dolls with cracked porcelain faces. Wood shavings and scraps of felt litter the floor, and a large, complex assembly machine dominates the center of the room.
- Hazards: Aggressive, malfunctioning toy soldiers that march in lockstep and fire sharpened peppermint sticks; floors littered with caltrops-sized jacks and marbles; the workshop's assembly machine, which may attempt to "repair" intruders by adding unwanted clockwork parts.
- Perks: Functional toys can be wound up to provide minor aid, such as a tin monkey that can scout ahead or a music box that soothes agitated constructs; the workshop tools are of exceptional quality for crafting and repair; stashes of "Spare Parts" can be used to barter with the level's resident.
- Residents: The Toymaker, a reclusive, gnome-like being with magnified goggles, who is more concerned with his work than with visitors but becomes hostile if his creations are damaged; a silent, helpful Clockwork Owl that observes everything from the rafters; a lonely, sentient Teddy Bear missing one button eye, who desperately seeks a new owner and will lash out with surprising strength if rejected.
- The Aurora Caldera: This level is the rim of a massive, dormant volcano, its basin now filled not with lava, but with a swirling, ethereal pool of the Northern Lights. The light from below casts shifting, vibrant colors onto the surrounding snowfields and petrified trees. The air hums with latent magical energy and is noticeably warmer here than in other levels.
- Hazards: Unstable ground at the caldera's edge that can crumble into the luminous pool below; localized gravity anomalies that cause objects and people to float uncontrollably; Light Elementals, creatures of pure auroral energy that can lash out with searing bolts of color.
- Perks: The light from the caldera can temporarily imbue weapons with elemental cold or empower protective magic; rare, solidified pieces of fallen aurora, known as Star-Shards, can be found embedded in the rock; the warm thermal vents provide the only naturally occurring heat in the entire dungeon.
- Residents: The silent, majestic Aurorean Stags, creatures whose antlers are made of solidified light and who drink from the glowing pool; a tribe of hardy, nomadic Snow Elves who consider the caldera sacred and are wary of outsiders; the Weaver of Lights, an ancient and powerful entity that appears as a shifting humanoid form within the aurora, capable of granting visions of the future for a steep and personal price.
- The Sleigh-Bell Graveyard: This level is a vast, silent boneyard where ancient, broken sleighs are piled into great mounds, their runners pointing at the sky like the ribs of long-dead beasts. Tattered harnesses and countless, tarnished silver bells are scattered across the frozen ground. A constant, gentle wind causes the bells to chime a discordant, mournful song.
- Hazards: Unstable piles of sleigh wreckage that can shift and collapse without warning; sharp, rusted metal fragments hidden under the snow; the disorienting effect of the constant, chaotic bell chimes, which can mask approaching dangers.
- Perks: Intact sleigh bells can be gathered and used to create powerful sonic disturbances; the leather from old harnesses is exceptionally strong and can be used for repairs; hidden within the largest sleigh wreck is a still-intact Gift-Box, which contains a powerful, random item.
- Residents: The Sorrow-Spirit of a former reindeer, a phantom that wanders the graveyard and lays its head on visitors' shoulders, draining their warmth and joy; a pack of scrappy, resourceful Tinker Gnomes who are salvaging parts for an unknown project; a silent, towering Belled Sentinel that views any attempt to take the largest bells as a personal affront.
- The Library of Frost-Folios: A grand, circular library where every book, scroll, and shelf is carved from clear, magically preserved ice. The stories and knowledge within are visible as swirling, frozen mist trapped inside the pages. A massive, frozen clockwork orrery depicting celestial bodies hangs motionless from the vaulted ceiling, its mechanisms locked in ice.
- Hazards: Sections of the library are subject to "Silence" fields, where no sound can be made and spellcasting is impossible; knowledge-hungry Frost-Wisps that will try to absorb the memories of living beings; bookshelves that slide and rearrange themselves, creating labyrinthine, shifting corridors.
- Perks: Studying specific Frost-Folios can grant temporary knowledge of forgotten languages or historical secrets; the ice-pages can be carefully melted to release one-time-use magical effects; the central orrery can be manipulated to temporarily alter the perceived flow of time within the level.
- Residents: The Librarian, a patient and ruthless Shade who enforces absolute silence with a gesture that flash-freezes the air in a target's lungs; a family of intelligent, whispering Arctic Foxes that know the library's layout and can be bribed with scraps of knowledge; a confused, friendly Ghost who believes it is still a student and will help researchers, albeit with often inaccurate information.
- The Howling Carnival: Remnants of a festive carnival are half-buried in deep snowdrifts. A frozen carousel, its painted horses locked in eerie stillness, stands beside a boarded-up ticket booth. Brightly striped tents sag under the weight of ice, and the wind whistles through broken planks, creating a low, constant howl that gives the level its name.
- Hazards: Carnivorous Snow-Clowns that burst from the drifts with exaggerated, grinning mouths full of needle-sharp teeth; a hall of mirrors that reflects not your image, but your deepest fears; the pervasive, maddening influence of the howling wind, which can convince visitors that the carnival is still alive and active.
- Perks: The carousel, if its mechanism can be repaired, can create a powerful protective ward in a radius around it; one of the game stalls contains a rifle that shoots icicles; the prize booth holds a stuffed toy that emits a faint, calming aura against fear effects.
- Residents: The Barker, a gaunt, charismatic figure in a threadbare coat who offers rigged games with deadly stakes; a sorrowful Yeti strongman trapped in a cage of his own making, who will grant his immense strength to anyone who can free him; a sentient, mobile Peppermint Swan that glides gracefully across the snow, offering cryptic advice and healing candies.
- The Glacial Labyrinth: An endless maze of towering, shifting blue ice walls. A thick, freezing fog rolls along the pathways, limiting visibility to just a few feet. The only sources of light are faint, phosphorescent lichen that grow in patterns on the walls, and the occasional glimpse of a pale moon through the mist high above.
- Hazards: The walls themselves slowly and silently shift, making any map useless; Creeping Hoarfrost that gradually covers and immobilizes anything that remains still for too long; pools of super-cooled water that look like ordinary puddles but flash-freeze upon contact.
- Perks: The phosphorescent lichen can be harvested to create a light source that also emits a small amount of heat; the highest ice walls provide a fleeting vantage point when climbed; the central chamber of the labyrinth contains a still, non-freezing spring whose waters can heal wounds.
- Residents: The Minotaur of the Maze, not a beast of flesh, but a relentless construct of packed snow and ancient stone that stalks the corridors; a lost expedition of friendly, talking Penguins who are trying to barter for directions; a silent, ghostly child who can be seen walking through the ice walls, sometimes pointing the correct way to those who seem kind.
- The Hearth-Home Hollow: This level appears as a cozy, oversized burrow, warm and dry against the endless winter outside. The walls are packed earth and tree roots, and the air is filled with the scent of baking goods and pine. A massive, crackling hearth provides cheery light and warmth. It is a place of profound comfort and safety.
- Hazards: The overwhelming compulsion to stay, rest, and abandon the quest, as the hollow saps one's motivation; stored memories and secrets can be drawn out by the hearth's magic and made visible as shimmering shadows on the walls; the food and drink, while nourishing, causes deep, dreamless sleep if consumed in excess.
- Perks: A full night's rest here heals all but the most grievous wounds and ailments; the resident will freely share wisdom and information about the dungeon; the warmth of the hearth completely immunizes against cold-based hazards for a short time after leaving.
- Residents: A maternal, ancient being known as a Hearth-Keeper, who appears as a large, comfortable woman in a knitted shawl and offers food and advice, her true motives and nature completely ambiguous; a lazy, talking House Cat that knows many of the dungeon's secrets but demands excessive pampering in return; a silent, wooden Nutcracker soldier that stands guard by the door, its painted eyes tracking movement.
- The Star-Fall Glaciers: A plain of jagged, blue-white ice that was once a sea of magical energy. Shattered, dormant stars are embedded throughout the landscape, their cosmic light dimmed but not entirely extinguished. Their faint radiance casts long, sharp shadows, and the air crackles with residual celestial power.
- Hazards: Unstable star fragments that release pulses of paralyzing energy when approached; deep, star-metal shards that can sever enchantments on contact; the sheer, blinding brightness of a reactivating star, which can cause permanent blindness.
- Perks: Shards of the fallen stars can be used to craft incredibly powerful, if temporary, enchantments; the light from the stars negates all illusions and shadow magic; standing near the largest star fragment allows one to comprehend all spoken languages for a time.
- Residents: The Starchaser, a silent, robed figure collecting the fragments in a bag that seems to hold an infinite number; a pride of Celestial Lions made of constellations and solid light, who are territorial but honorable; a wounded, fallen Solar Dragon, its great wings broken and its light fading, who may offer a final, magnificent boon to those who ease its passing.
- The Quarry of Echoing Carols: A massive open-pit mine where the walls are not rock, but solid, densely compressed snow and ice. Ancient, fossilized holiday melodies are trapped within the quarry faces, and striking the walls causes them to release these echoes—sometimes a cheerful chorus, other times a terrifying, dissonant shriek. Rusted mining equipment lies abandoned, half-submerged in the snow.
- Hazards: Unstable ice walls that can collapse under the vibration of loud noises; sonic booms from released "bad" melodies that can shatter eardrums and disorient; deep, camouflaged sinkholes leading to icy caverns below.
- Perks: Carefully harvested "melody shards" can be used to create powerful sonic weapons or tools; the quarry's unique acoustics allow a whisper to be heard clearly from hundreds of feet away; the fossilized remains of a ancient, massive Yule Log can be found, its wood still burning with a low, eternal flame at its core.
- Residents: The Quarry Master, a grizzled, spectral figure with a massive, silent bell for a head, who communicates through gestures and expects absolute obedience; a clan of deafened Kobolds who mine the melody shards and are immune to the sonic hazards, but are notoriously greedy; a solitary, majestic Snowy Owl that nests in the highest ridges, whose true song can temporarily calm the chaotic echoes.
- The Twisting Tinsel Tunnels: A claustrophobic network of subterranean passages that are not dug, but seem to have been woven from gigantic, metallic tinsel and garland. The walls are sharp and reflective, creating a dizzying maze of light and movement. The air is thick with the smell of old metal and pine, and the tunnels occasionally shift and tighten with a sound like crinkling foil.
- Hazards: Razor-sharp edges on the tinsel that can cause deep, clean cuts; sections of the tunnel that slowly constrict, threatening to crush those inside; reflective surfaces that can create confusing, multiplied reflections of any light source, leading to disorientation.
- Perks: The high-quality metallic threads can be unraveled and used as incredibly strong wire or filament; certain "weak points" in the weave provide shortcuts to other sections of the dungeon; a hidden alcove contains a spool of Golden Thread that, when unspooled, always leads back to the tunnel's entrance.
- Residents: The Weavers, a silent swarm of mechanical, spider-like constructs made from old ornaments and wire, constantly repairing and altering the tunnels; a lost, disoriented Earth Elemental that is slowly going mad trying to break through the unnatural tunnels; a friendly, talking Candle-Fox whose waxen fur provides a soft, safe light and who knows the tunnels' shifting patterns.
- The Perilous Peppermint Promenade: A wide, beautifully laid pathway that spirals up a mountainside, its surface made of alternating red-and-white peppermint tiles. The path is lined with elegant, ice-sculpted topiaries and lampposts that burn with a cool, mint-scented flame. Despite its charming appearance, the promenade is a deadly gauntlet of traps and tricks.
- Hazards: Specific peppermint tiles that are pressure-sensitive, triggering darts of hardened candy or releasing clouds of suffocating powdered sugar; the minty flames from the lampposts that, while not hot, can induce a paralyzing chill on contact; hypnotic, swirling patterns in the path that can lure the unwary to step off the edge.
- Perks: The ice topiaries can be broken to reveal hidden compartments containing supplies; the mint flames can be captured and used to create potions of clarity or to preserve organic matter; successfully navigating the promenade without triggering a trap grants a subtle "Luck of the Path" boon for the next level.
- Residents: The formal and unforgiving March Hare of Winter, who patrols the path and challenges travelers to a deadly game of wits; a group of mischievous, winged Candy-Sprites that flit about, resetting traps and laughing at the misfortune of others; a melancholic Lamplighter Spirit, bound to tend the flames, who will offer safe passage hints in exchange for a moment of conversation.
- The Glacier of Forgotten Resolutions: A slow-moving river of ice that groans with the weight of countless broken promises and abandoned goals. Etched into the surface of the glacier are the faint, ghostly images of New Year's resolutions, personal vows, and forgotten dreams. The air is heavy with regret, and the cold here feels particularly personal and soul-chilling.
- Hazards: Crevasses that open without warning, their depths filled with a psychic residue of despair that can overwhelm the mind; the glacier's flow can strand travelers on breaking ice floes; focusing on a specific "resolution" can cause a person to physically relive the moment of its failure.
- Perks: Successfully "absolving" a powerful forgotten resolution (by either fulfilling its intent or formally releasing it) can grant a significant temporary empowerment; the ancient, clear ice at the glacier's heart is a perfect component for scrying and divination magic; the pressure of the ice has created pockets of incredibly pure, air-filled ice that can be used as emergency breathing reserves.
- Residents: The Remorse Wraiths, silent, floating figures that trail behind visitors, feeding on their feelings of regret and failure; a stubborn, optimistic Archaeologist who is mapping the resolutions and believes in the power of second chances; the embodied Spirit of a Broken Promise, a powerful, negotiating entity that offers to remove a traveler's greatest regret in exchange for them taking on another, unknown one.
- The Great Winter Feast Hall: A hall of immense proportions, with vaulted ceilings held up by pillars carved to look like bundled wheat. Long tables stretch into the darkness, set with pristine silver and china, all empty. At the head of the hall sits a massive, empty throne. The air is thick with the phantom smells of a hundred different dishes, and the sounds of laughter and conversation from a party that isn't there.
- Hazards: Aggressive Poltergeist Waiters that fling cutlery and china with deadly force; areas of the hall that inflict a magical, insatiable hunger that clouds the mind; the empty throne, which exerts a powerful compulsion to sit in it, potentially binding the sitter to the hall forever.
- Perks: The silverware is real and valuable; a hidden butler's pantry contains magically preserving spice racks that can make any meal nourishing and cure poison; by sitting at a specific place setting, a traveler can experience the memory of the hall's last great feast, potentially gaining useful historical knowledge.
- Residents: The Lord of the Feast, a sorrowful, corpulent ghost who drifts between the tables, lamenting the loss of his guests and trying to force others to stay; a panicky, corporeal Piglet that was once the main course and is now hiding under a table, possessing an uncanny knowledge of the hall's secret passages; a silent, skeletal Head Chef who is still trying to prepare a meal in the kitchen from phantom ingredients and may offer a real, empowering dish to those who assist him.
- The Blizzard-Swept Spire: This level consists of the exposed upper floors and rooftops of a skyscraper-like structure, lashed by a perpetual, magical blizzard. Visibility is near-zero, and the howling wind threatens to pluck travelers from the ledges and gargoyles. The only sources of orientation are the faint, glowing lights from windows far below and the occasional flash of lightning that illuminates the treacherous architecture.
- Hazards: Icy, slanted rooftops that offer little purchase; hurricane-force winds that can cause ranged attacks to fail and push characters off edges; lightning strikes that seek out the highest point, often a person.
- Perks: The spire's height makes it an ideal vantage point for celestial navigation, allowing for precise bearing to be taken if the storm briefly clears; the gargoyles are made of a weather-resistant stone that can be chipped off and used for protective enchantments; the heart of the storm, located at the spire's very peak, contains a crystallized "Eye of the Blizzard," a powerful artifact for controlling weather.
- Residents: The Storm-Screech, a terrifying, draconic creature made of wind and ice that circles the spire, attacking anything that moves on the rooftops; a crew of stranded, desperate Aviators (human or otherwise) who have crash-landed their airship on a broad ledge and are trying to make repairs; a lonely Wind Elemental trapped in a chimney, who will guide a traveler safely through the winds in exchange for its release.
- Random: Generate a new, random level not from the above. This should be a safe/friendly level.
- Random: Generate a new, random level not from the above. This should be a dangerous/unfriendly level.
Primary Tasks
Roll 1 - X to select one primary task per level.
Bonus Tasks
Rewards
For each participant, roll a number 1 - 11:
- New Reward for the participating character
- Roll 1 - 3:
- Talent
- Pet
- Item
- Housing Item
- Pet Enhancement/Item
- Companion Enhancement/Item
- Progression Points [RNG 1 - 50]
- Rare Perk [like Devourer Talent]
- Roll 1 - 3:
- New Reward for the participating player
- Roll 1 - 3:
- Talent
- Pet
- Item
- Housing Item
- Pet Enhancement/Item
- Companion Enhancement/Item
- Progression Points [RNG 1 - 50]
- Rare Perk [like Devourer Talent]
- Roll 1 - 3:
- Dungeoneering Item
- Roll 1 - 34:
- Any Item up to 1k
- Feastkeeper Satchel
- Holly-Oil Field Kit
- Hollythorn Bandolier
- Peppermint Draught Vials
- Rimewax Seal Kit
- Any Item 1k – 1.5k
- Caribou Trackpads
- Equinox Chronometer
- Frostglass Monocle
- Frostline Compass
- Gingerbread Muster Tin
- Glaze-Knuckle Gauntlet
- Icebite Crampons
- Peppermint Coil Bracers
- Peppermint Fume Mask
- Rimestring Bowcord
- Snowbound Ledger
- Snowfox Audials
- Snowmelt Stovekit
- Solstice Surveyor
- Solstice Table Set
- Whiteout Cloak
- Yulebrand Lantern
- Aurora Relay Pennant
- Aurora Signal Lens
- Aurora Spindle
- Icicle Pickaxe
- Krampus Chain Cuff
- Krampus Snare Net
- Snowmason’s Trowel
- Walrusbone Sledge
- Any Item 3k – 4.5k
- Any Item up to 6k
- Roll 1 - 34:
- Litter Eggs
- Roll 1 - 11:
- Feastborn Brood Egg
- Gingersnap Construct Egg
- Peppermint Frost Egg
- Rimewood Egg
- Snowbound Yokai Egg
- Solstice Glimmer Egg
- Everfrost Legend Egg
- Feastborn Hybrid Brood Egg
- Peppermint Frost Hybrid Egg
- Snowbound Yokai Hybrid Egg
- Solstice Chimera Hybrid Egg
- Roll 1 - 11:
- Pets
- Roll 1 - 20:
- Holly Stag Beetle
- Aurora Tern
- Gingerhound
- Hearth Marten
- Hearth Raven
- Icicle Otter
- Kitsune Snow Fox
- Peppermint Hare
- Peppermint Viper
- Rime Fox
- Snowcap Hare
- Tinsel Vulpine
- Caribou Steed
- Coal Hound
- Frost Lynx
- Frostfin Seal
- Snowglass Owl
- Snowmane Elk
- Solstice Ram
- Krampus Ravenwolf
- Roll 1 - 20:
- Talents
- Roll 1 - 34:
- Gingerbread Ward
- Hearthcall
- Any Arcanum Talent under 1k
- Feastkeeper’s Cache
- Peppermint Pulse
- Snowman Envoy
- Yuki-Onna Veil
- Yule Lantern
- Any Arcanum Talent 1k – 1.5k
- Auroral Distraction
- Cookie of Truce
- Equinox Poise
- Equinox Vigil
- Frostwolf Gait
- Gingerbread Muster
- Glacier Step
- Kitsune-of-Snow Mirage
- Peppermint Surge
- Rimebound Grapnel
- Thermal Counterflow
- Tundra Resonance
- Warden of Winter Beasts
- Whiteout Pursuit
- Yule Hospitality Mark
- Aurora Relay
- Hungerforge Metabolism
- Krampus Ledger
- Permafrost Bulwark
- Snowmason’s Rampart
- Solstice Balance
- Solstice Oathbinding
- Any Arcanum Talent 3k – 4.5k
- Any Arcanum Talent up to 6k
- Any Arcanum Talent up to 10k
- Roll 1 - 34:
- Dungeoneering Item (see 3)
- Pets (see 5)
- Talents (see 6)
- Random Talent (Featured Talent from https://kinrpg.com/index.php)
- Random Item (Featured Item from https://kinrpg.com/index.php)