To Catch a Hellforged Swine

On warm summer nights, when cicadas stop chirping for but a second, when warm raindrops float carelessly through the air, in that brief second of existence where silence reigns, that is when the Hellforged Swine comes. Red lighting cracks the earth and from it a cursed pig of pure chaos is born, to roam the land for 1 night, and 1 night only, feasting on the land and twisting the land with chaos.

It is also a swine. Hunted and desired for its succulent and decadent flesh, bacon of which a single bite will kill a mortal through pure bliss. 

And on a night such as that, you see the legend come alive, red lightning streaks the pale blue sky and hits the abandoned lighthouse on the coast.

Adventurous types all stand up in a hurry, rushing forward into the night, their mission simple:

To Catch A Hellforged Swine.

A system agnostic adventure for low level fools

Writing: Giuliano Roverato

Art: Nate Treme

Layout: Lone Archivist