One of the best parts of Death Frost Doom is the mad hermit who cajoles and warns the adventurers to steer clear of the haunted mountain. Zeke (the hermit) is a bit dubious and might be scary to you or me (though not to the pack of money crazed sociopaths that make up most adventuring parties), but he is no liar. Avoid the scary mountain and survive! the problem with Zeke is that he's a give away for Death Frost Doom (also reskin the cottage and tooth door), and well informed players will run when they see his untanned hide wearing figure stumbling down an icy path.
The answer to this quandary is to put Zeke somewhere else on your map and fill the whole thing with numerous mad hermit types. Below are 20 (though with the multiple column format there are many options) insane hermits. A domicile, name, description, obsession and secret treasure have all been provided for your random table mix and match pleasure.
Special thanks to Rey at Bum Rush the Titan! for the encouragement and table idea.
D20
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Home
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Name
Description |
Obession – Mania/
Secret Treasure |
1
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Nest of woven straw 10’ up a large tree
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Hobnail
Naked except for large boots held together by twine, elderly
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Dragons/
100’s of carved wooden gambling tokens |
2
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A lean to of skins and branches decorated with wind chims
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Enus
Scrubbed clean daily with pine boughs and cold water, chapped looking |
Fairies/
A pickled sprite in a jar of brine |
3
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Hand dug mud cave in stream bank
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Broken Bill
Obese, hairy, covered in dirty scabs |
The Thing in the Woods/
Rusty iron skull |
4
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Tepee of old flour sacks
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Lilac
Emaciated, lank blond hair, boil |
His stolen crown/
The hilt of a noble’s sword |
5
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An abandoned crypt, made vaguely homey
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The Stink
Missing ears and nose, |
The invisible masters/
Hangman’s noose |
6
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A windowless dry stone cairn.
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The Coot
Long White Beard, frayed blue robe |
Perfecting martial forms/
A perfect stone sphere |
7
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Bark wigwam in dell of wasp hives.
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No Harm Henry
clothes made daily of large leaves |
Complete pacifism/
Broken legged mouse |
8
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Walled off section under ancient bridge
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Dark Drek
Black robes, receding chin, foul breath
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Necromancy/
Wife’s skeleton |
9
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Hut made of animal bones and mud.
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Dungee
Hide armor soaked in animal blood |
Slaying the Great Beast/
Pile of animal horns |
10
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Overturned rowboat
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Largo Knockhead
Big, gladiator’s scars, one dead eye.
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The city under the waves/
Seashell Collection |
11
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Large hollow log with moss bed, surprisingly clean and cozy
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Dimby Do
Skinny teenager with freckles and the wide smile of a simpleton. Farm
clothes
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Falling into the sky/
An old letter from his father, obvious lies.
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12
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Mossed covered abandoned wagon house.
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The Bird Priest
Ministers to animals and drunkards from roadside shrine, bald, snaggleteeth |
The infiltration of the under men into society/
A moth eaten miter
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13
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Lopsided log cabin, badly caulked with mud and lacking a chimney
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Lucky Remus
Currently deceased, a ragged mummified corpse cracked buckskins
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Fame and Riches/
Bark book of ramblings |
14
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Collapsed farmhouse, infested with rats, hidden cellar
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Dirty Dirty
A mockery of the dandy fashion, drunken red eyes, and gin blossoms |
Witches, the pretty ones/
Primitive still and several barrels of near poison gin |
15
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Ancient stone circle, roofed over with saplings and ferns
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The Rust Knight
Burly young peasant type, has old ax wound splitting face, laughs
easily
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Protecting the innocent/
Collection of rust rotten metal and weapons.
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16
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Old Mill, now little more than a cellar pit with a plank rook
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Max VonHellstien (Maxxy)
Fat, jolly, laugh lines and tan complexion. Wearing dirty linen tunic. |
Saving the children/
Collection of children’s skulls |
17
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The cave behind a waterfall, easily spotted by scattered fish bones
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Greenteeth
Mossy green teeth, withered arm, wears fish skin loin cloth and monocle |
The stars aligning badly/
Several bookcases of water rotten books and scrolls
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18
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Tidy crofters cottage hanging on edge of crumbling cliff.
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Paunch Dixon
Thin, middle aged, grey haired, wearing neat but threadbare merchant’s suit. Dignified until demeanor slips. |
Hallucinogenic lichens and the speaking to the rock gods/
Hallucinogenic lichens |
19
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Lean to beside highway. Looks like it has been there a long time.
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Faded Glory
Wears cast off brightly colored scraps badly sewn together, toothless, surly. |
Fictional Identity as former famous adventurer/
ancient idol of crude stone |
20
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Rotted silk travelling pavilion, still filled with decayed cushions
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One Penny
Quick talking, face twisted unnaturally. Wearing a robe of wicker
matting.
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Parables and similes/
A cursed book of magical lore, missing most pages |
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