Farzeen Gazetteer
world. Farzeen’s major export is lumber, especially exotic
Island of Fire and Light
The remote island of Farzeen rises out of a troubled sea,
thousands of miles from the nearest friendly port. Lush,
verdant, and teeming with life, the dense jungle grows
around the towering volcano Kaza, visible from nearly any
point on the island. Kaza rises near the southern coast of
Farzeen, but the roots of the mountain stretch clear across
the island, creating a network of ridges and valleys that
define the rugged geography of the island.
While Kaza has not seen a major eruption in over 500
years, the volcano is still active, sending curls of sulfurous
steam rising from its caldera on most days. Rumblings
deep within the mountain spew ash over the island every
few decades, which keep the land fertile and remind Far-
zeen’s inhabitants of Kaza’s power. The Farzeen’s volcanic
past has created a vast network of lava tubes. The island’s
native inhabitants once used these passageways as
avenues of travel, but this practice has declined since the
ghoul infestation of recent years. Centuries of earthquakes
have collapsed many of the old tunnels, but rumors persist
that it is possible to go from one side of the island to the
other completely underground.
The jungles of Farzeen are full of color and life, though
danger lurks between the trees for the unprepared. A giant
boar that could feed a village can just as easily slay a trav-
eler who blunders into its feeding grounds, and there are
far worse than giant boars in the forest. Large cats, salt-
water crocodiles, constrictor snakes, and other dangerous
predators exist alongside multicolored birds, noisy frogs,
biting insects, and all the variety of life one expects to find
in a tropical forest. Perhaps the strangest inhabitants of
Farzeen are its mighty apes: great shaggy creatures who
roam in troops across the forested ridges of the island.
Although they are not normally aggressive, some island-
ers have reported attacks by enraged apes suffering from
strange mutations.
Farzeen’s jagged coastline alternates between high stone
cliffs and broad sandy beaches. The enveloping arms of
Kaza create numerous natural coves and inlets. None is
more impressive than the great harbor on the south coast,
home to the island’s only major settlement, Farzeen. The
island shares its name with its capital, where most of its res-
idents dwell. Scattered reefs of upthrust volcanic rock and
colorful coral help to shelter the island but also make sailing
around it perilous in bad weather. Even though the people
of Farzeen came here long ago by boat, they are not great
seafarers today; they prefer to welcome foreign vessels for
trade rather than venture forth themselves. Even Farzeen’s
fishermen tend to stick close to shore. While some are hap-
py to attribute this caution to the island’s dangerous reefs,
others whisper of strange, hideous creatures that rise out of
the water on moonless nights, and far greater threats which
lurk in the deep water that lies just past the reefs.
Farzeen is nearly devoid of mineral wealth. All its gold,
silver, and iron has come from trade with the outside
hardwoods like the magically sensitive M’bya tree that
lives only on the island. Other exports include volcanic
glass, coral, scrimshaw, and spices. A local cash crop is
kava, a tree whose roots are used to brew a fermented
alcoholic beverage of the same name.
Farzeen’s humanoid population is unusually small, even
for an island of only 500 to 600 square miles. Eighty per-
cent of the population lives clustered in the city of Farzeen
and its nearby farms. Small fishing villages, farming ham-
lets, and lumber towns are scattered across the rest of the
island, all of them subordinate to the city of Farzeen. They
are connected to the city by dirt roads and twisting jungle
paths patrolled by Farzeen’s guard force, the Toa. Deep in
the jungle, mysterious stone ruins hint that the island once
held far more people than it now does, perhaps even entire
civilizations that have vanished from the face of Farzeen
under Kaza’s wrath.
Farzeen – Beacon of the Seas
Nestled between the great harbor and the southern slope
of mighty Kaza stands the city of Farzeen, chief settlement
of the island. Though small compared to the great trading
cities of the world, Farzeen is the only port town within a
thousand miles and an important stopover for far-faring
ocean traders. She is known as “the beacon of the seas,”
a nickname made literal thanks to the city’s most famous
feature: a glowing statue tall enough to be seen far beyond
the harbor. This is the statue of the Goddess of Light, the
protective deity of Farzeen, and neither distance nor fog
can dim her radiance, making the statue an important
landmark even for sailors far out at sea.
Farzeen stands on a small rocky plateau that slopes
down to the shoreline. Visitors approaching the city by
land will first see its walls, 30 feet high and made from red
volcanic stone. Once inside the imposing main gate, they
must climb equally tall bluffs. A track runs around the pe-
rimeter of town in the artificial ravine created between the
bluffs and the wall. That bluff is breached in three places
where the main streets of the town slope down to meet the
perimeter track. Ascending one of those streets, visitors
find themselves in a raised city of wooden buildings and
thatched roofs. Some older or more important buildings
are at least partially made of stone, including the Stockade
– the headquarters of the Farzeen Watch.
The streets of Farzeen are unusually clean: no gar-
bage piles up in alleyways and no waste collects in open
gutters. Where most bustling port cities smell of decay
and sewage, Farzeen smells only of the sweet sea breeze.
Outsiders are often surprised by this cleanliness, though
to residents of Farzeen it is normal. The plateau on which
the city sits is honeycombed with ancient lava tubes.
Some of the tubes act as a natural sewer system, draining
through outlets deep in the harbor, while others act as
dumping pits for refuse. These natural catacombs are the
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 secret to Farzeen’s cleanliness, though mere garbage is far
from the only secret hidden in those dank tunnels.
Two main avenues divide the city: Main Street, which
runs from east to west, and Mountain Street, which runs
north to south. They meet in a central square where the
statue of the Goddess of Light stands nearly 100 feet
high. The southern stretch of the city features the docks,
warehouses, and market square, as well as what passes
for slums in Farzeen, along with a collection of business-
es oriented toward seaside clientele. Most of the city’s
population lives above Main Street. The city’s government
buildings, including the magistrate’s house and the Stock-
ade, as well as many of Farzeen’s craftspeople and shops,
can also be found uptown.
The People of Farzeen
Walking through the streets of Farzeen, visitors can see
that most of the population are humans descended from
the island’s original seafaring inhabitants, with sun-kissed
olive or bronze skin, black hair, and brown eyes. But a port
city like this is rarely homogeneous, and Farzeen is no
exception. In the streets, on the docks, and in the bustling
pubs and kava houses, live the full range of humanity and
much more beside. Elves, half-orcs, dwarves, even the
occasional denizen of Leng—no one earns a second glance
in Farzeen. Except, perhaps, for a ghoul.
The people of Farzeen tend to be open and friendly,
always ready to lend a hand to a stranger or an ear to a
story. But beneath the surface, there is a lingering dread.
It is not just the constant, passive anxiety that comes from
living beneath a smoking volcano: some will laugh off the
danger while others say that the Goddess of Light or the
mountain god Ghat will protect them, and they almost
seem to believe it. But conversation never lingers on the
graveyard on the edge of town. When someone dies, they
are never mentioned again. And when a beggar is spotted
in the streets wearing the clothes that a loved-one was
recently buried in, everyone seems to agree not to speak
of it. Those living in the shadow of a volcano are deeply
aware of their own mortality, but it is not death that both-
ers the people of Farzeen. Rather, they dread what awaits
afterward.
The History of Farzeen
◊◊ Prehistory. A planar rift forms in the seafloor, and
through this tear emerges a powerful being of elemen-
tal magma. In the epochs of its existence, the creature
evolves and creates a mountain around itself, just as a
barnacle creates its shell. Centuries become millennia,
and the magma being erupts in its eternal restlessness,
churning out new rock and ash, making the mountain
an island. As the eruptions subside and the land solidi-
fies, life spreads to the island.
◊◊ 1500 to 1000 years ago. Tcho-Tcho operatives infil-
◊◊ 2000 to 1500 years ago. Ancient seafaring humans
arrive on the far-flung island and establish settlements.
Plagued by strange happenings in the jungle, they
soon learn that zoogs from the Dreamlands and the
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The Goddess of Light
A goddess of warmth, light, and protection; prefers good
alignments
Favored Weapon. Club
Symbol. A glowing woman
Temple. Personal shrines in the homes of her worshippers,
a glowing statue of a humanoid woman on a lofty pillar in
the center of Farzeen.
Worshippers. Islanders of Farzeen and sailors
The islanders of Farzeen venerate the Goddess of Light
as their protector and benefactor. She provides light in
the darkness, warmth in the chill, and protection from
the denizens of the sea. She is served by a priesthood
and uniformly revered by the inhabitants of the island.
The priests of her order hold her above all others, but
the Goddess herself is not jealous if the attentions of
her flock are divided among other deities. The shining
beacon at the heart of Farzeen ensures that all who
enter, walk its streets, or leave do so with the constant
reminder of her protection.
The worship of the Goddess is simple, requiring
merely a personal shrine with incense and periodic
offerings. Many houses in Farzeen have a small window
or portal aimed directly at the glowing statue so that
her light always shines on the household shrine. Her
popularity is due in part to the simplicity of her worship
and her acceptance of other gods alongside her. By far
the largest factor swelling her flock is the prosperity
of Farzeen. Her devotees feel safe from all manner of
calamity, and the fertile lands of the island provide
for all of their needs. The island is the jewel of the
sea and enjoys a level prosperity far in excess of its
contemporaries. The Goddess gives so much and asks
for so little.
For the GM: The eldest priests of Light know the
true origin behind their religion: the Goddess of Light
is actually the elemental personification of the volcano
Kaza. In the ancient past of Farzeen, the priests of Kaza,
in an effort to extend the worship of their deity, did what
many religions do and adapted their beliefs and practices
to entice new worshipers. They created a legend of a
female protector and gave her a name, retaining the
focus on light, warmth, and protection but abandoning
any association to actual terrestrial manifestations,
particularly Kaza. In their wisdom, they devised a being
who transcended Farzeen and the volcano that birthed it.
mysterious Tcho-Tcho have already taken up residence
in the island’s wild interior. They also learn to fear the
beast that dwells in the mountain. They name it Kaza
and worship it as a god, offering sacrifices to appease
its wrathful spirit. The human tribes are fractious and
competitive. They build great stone monuments all over
the island.
trate the most powerful of the tribes, and the struggle
for control of the island begins. Within a few decades,
nearly half of the island is controlled by the Tcho-Tcho.
The remaining tribes band together under the leader-
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 ship of the Farzeen tribe and drive the Tcho-Tcho back
into the island’s interior. Farzeen grows in power as the
other tribes come to depend on their Toa for protection.
◊◊ 1000 to 500 years ago. Ghatanothoa escapes its
mountain prison in the sunken land of Mu and begins
to slumber beneath Kaza. With Ghatanothoa’s arrival,
the magma-god Kaza is subdued and the volcano grows
quieter. In Farzeen, the Cult of Kaza transitions into the
worship of the Goddess of Light, an ascended mortal
woman who is said to have stilled the volcano through
her radiance. Her statue is erected in the center of
Farzeen. Soon, followers of Ghatanothoa establish
their cult as a rival to the island’s diminished god. They
bring with them ravenous ghouls who act as enforcers.
The natives face a choice: convert or be eaten. The
Light-worshippers in Farzeen build the city’s walls, but
the ghouls invade from the tunnels below. The last of
the island’s royalty falls in battle, devoured by the ghoul
matriarch. As the great Battle of Farzeen rages, Kaza
erupts one last time, collapsing many of the ghouls’
tunnels and throwing the forces of Ghatanothoa into
disarray. The cult is thwarted, but the ghouls are still
too numerous to eradicate.
◊◊ 500 to 100 years ago. With the royal family slain, the
powerful families of Farzeen elect a magistrate as their
new ruler. The first magistrate strikes a deal with the
Yogash clan of ghouls, giving them a strip of land on the
edge of the city and control of the lava tubes, as well
as stipulating that the citizens of Farzeen must bury
their dead on the ghouls’ land. In exchange, the ghouls
are never to appear above ground nor lay claws on the
living citizens of Farzeen. This agreement brings peace
to the land, and the surface dwellers learn to ignore
the unseemly horrors that go on beneath their feet.
Meanwhile, the ghouls multiply and spread out through
the island’s network of lava tubes, feasting on the zoogs
and the Tcho-Tcho in the interior until both groups are
nothing but a story in Farzeen.
◊◊ 100 to 50 years ago. A new cult emerges in Farzeen,
led by the priests of Ghat, which claims to hear-
ken back to the days when the great mountain was
worshipped as a god. In reality, they are the Cult of
Ghatanothoa reborn, although only the inner circle of
the cult knows this truth. The dominant priesthood of
the Goddess of Light tolerates the new religion, which
gains a moderate following. Several minor shrines to
Ghat are established around Farzeen.
◊◊ 50 years ago to Yesterday. The Cult of Ghat uses its
influence to help smuggle more ghouls onto the island.
The Ghatanothoa cultists make contact with the deep
ones in the nearby sunken city of Ha-Agguan. To feed
the growing ghoul population, they prey on minor out-
lying villages, using deep one attacks as cover. The cult
puts their plan to raise Ghatanothoa into motion.
◊◊ Today. The PCs are shipwrecked on Farzeen.
◊◊ Tomorrow. The world ends.
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Rumors
d20 Rumor
1 “That old Kristofru over at the Albatross, he’s got a
whole wizard’s library locked up in the top floor of
his place!” (Partly True)
2 “I saw Magistrate Alwigi making offerings at the
shrine of Ghat up on the mountainside.” (True)
3 “The old lighthouse keeper comes to the Kava’s
Respite for a drink every morning without fail.”
(True)
4 “Deep in the jungle, there are ancient stone ruins
that were built by an extinct race of giants!” (Partly
True; the ruins were built by humans)
5 “Hala, that chap who runs the Laughing Hammer?
He’s an ex-thief who became friends with the
guards!” (True)
6 “This town’s so clean because the tunnels below are
full of oozes that come up at night to feed on the
filth and garbage.” (False)
7 “There are two main religious factions, those what
follow the Goddess of Light and them Priests of
Ghat. Most folks venerate the Goddess of Light,
what with that monument reminding them of her
protection every day.” (True)
8 “The smith, Beatrici, is actually a dwarf who got
kicked out of her clan for being too tall!” (False)
9 “The tubes beneath the town can take you anywhere,
as long you don’t get lost.” (Partly True; many
tunnels have collapsed, cutting off access)
10 “Farzeen is so clean because of the lava tubes.
They’re everywhere. Folks use them for just about
everything, from storage to privies. Not at the same
time, mind you!” (True)
11 “I heard some poor sailor got drunk and cracked his
head open last month. The crew wanted to take him
and bury him at sea, but the guards said he had to go
to the cemetery, and his body ain’t been seen since.
Right angry, the whole crew were! No one will talk
about it, though.” (True)
12 “Ghat and the Light Goddess? They’re one and the
same. Two different ways of looking at the same
divine being.” (False)
13 “No one wants to talk about it, but that old cemetery
is way too small for this town. I hear that only the
rich get buried there, and the poor get stuffed down
the lava tubes.” (Partly True; the ghouls quickly claim
any bodies let in the cemetery, leaving only skulls)
14 “Mothers still frighten their children with tales of
zoogs coming to get them in the night, or setting
traps in the forest. But no zoogs have been seen on
the island in centuries, if they were ever here at all.”
(True)
15 “Fishermen say they’ve seen hideous fish men
crawling around on the reefs.” (True)
16 “Pompea, the high priestess of Light, and Lunzjata,
the high priestess of Ghat, are actually sisters. Sure,
they don’t look nothing alike, but I heard it’s true!”
(False)
17 “They say if the statue of the Goddess of Light
 ever topples and breaks, the whole island will sink
beneath the waves.” (Partly True; folk do say this,
and if that statue topples, it might be because of an
earthquake or eruption, which would destroy the
island)
18 “If you’re looking for a great bowl of kava and an
even better meal, look no further than the Port
of Call. Guza and Kekkin are a real treasure to this
town.” (True)
19 “Sometimes ships will arrive and unload their cargo
in the dead of night. No idea what they could be
smuggling here, though!” (True)
20 “That Zakkarija over at the Kava’s Respite is actually
a demon in disguise!”(False)
Locations
Statue of the Goddess of Light
Farzeen’s most prominent feature is the statue of the
Goddess of Light. This is a 100-ft statue of smooth white
stone depicting an ethereally beautiful woman clad in
flowing robes and gesturing with one outstretched hand.
The statue itself glows with a comforting white light that
isn’t diminished by distance or intervening fog, making it
an important landmark for wanderers in the jungle and
ships at sea. Offerings, burning candles, and incense lie at
the foot of the Statue, which stands at the center of town
where most denizens of Farzeen pass it by every day.
In truth, the size of the statue depends on the power of
and faith in the Goddess. Should either wane, the statue
grows smaller until it is about 6 ft. tall. When it is exposed
to a size-altering effect (such as an enlarge/reduce spell),
it can be treated as though its base size were either 6 ft. or
100 ft.
Cemetery
On a lonely strip of land, below the bluffs but within the
city walls, sits the cemetery of Farzeen: a suspiciously
small graveyard for a city of this size and age. A tall fence
of wrought-iron with sharpened pickets surrounds dozens
of stone ossuaries, each one the size of a small hut and
sealed behind a heavy door inscribed with a family name.
Beneath the family name are written dozens and some-
times hundreds of individual names. The burial plots
are each marked with a simple stone, often worn from
centuries of erosion and marked only with a single family
name. There are no flowers or offerings left at any of the
graves, nor any indication that the cemetery is frequented
by mourners. Locals seem unnerved by the concept of
spending any time there.
What no one in town will say is that the cemetery is
home to Farzeen’s population of ghouls, the Yogash Clan,
who live in the tunnels beneath the city and feast on the
dead.
Development. There are no signs of recently dug
graves or freshly overturned earth. A DC 6 Intelligence
(investigation) check reveals that some of the ossuaries
could never fit as many bodies in them as the names en-
Cult of Ghatanothoa
The Cult of Ghatanothoa is a small cabal of powerful
beings manipulating events from the shadows to pave
the way for Ghatanothoa’s rising. They fabricated the
Church of Ghat as a front, and they view the priests of
Ghat as useful fodder from which to recruit those who
are sensible, scapegoat those who foolish, or sacrifice
those who are dangerous, as the need arises. The Cult of
Ghatanothoa uses converted priests of Ghat, deep ones,
ghouls, ghasts, and other beasts as their minions. Using
their influence in Farzeen, they have secretly imported a
number of ghouls to Farzeen to serve as enforcers in the
coming war.
The Cult seeks to subvert the world to Ghatanothoa’s
will, wreaking untold destruction and death. The ghouls
have been promised a nigh-infinite supply of food,
for when Ghatanothoa rises, the vast majority of the
population will be mummified. The deep ones hope that
raising one of his offspring will hasten the arrival of the
dread lord Cthulhu. One thing is certain: Ghatanothoa’s
arrival will bring about the end of the world.
At the start of Ghoul Island, the Cult’s inner circle
includes Farzeen’s Magistrate Alwigi, Xandru the ghoul
barbarian, Zyd the ghoul sage, and Lunzjata, who is
publicly the high priestess of Ghat. They keep their
inner circle small to prevent discovery, but through the
ghouls and the priests of Ghat, not to mention their
own positions of prominence, they are able to exert
significant influence over events on Farzeen. The pieces
are almost in place for their plan to go forward. Farzeen’s
days are numbered, and if the defenders of Farzeen fall,
so too will the rest of the world.
graved on the outside suggest. Any ossuary can be opened
with a DC 17 Strength check. Inside, the walls are lined
with hundreds of alcoves containing only skulls, some of
which must be centuries old. Anyone examining the skulls
with a successful DC 16 Wisdom (Medicine) check can tell
from the tool marks (or claw marks) that the skulls were
stripped of their flesh before being interred there.
Kava’s Respite
This rough-and-tumble seaside pub is a simple single-story
wooden building with a thatched roof and no door on its
entryway. Most of the structure is given over to a large
common room with a long bar and a cooking hearth. An
irregular collection of sturdy but simple tables and chairs
are scattered around the room. Kava’s Respite shows no
shortage of patrons (mostly sailors) at all hours of the day
and well into the night.
A door in the far corner of the common room leads
to three small rooms in the rear of the place which are
rented out to boarders. The rooms are filthy and uncom-
fortable, having clearly been designed for some other
purpose. Each room has two lice-infested bedrolls, a single
chest, and a brass candle-holder bolted to the wall (with
no candle). Neither the door nor the chest has a lock. Out
of a potential six beds across three rooms, there is a 50%
chance each night that 1d3 of them are already rented out.
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 Zakkarija is the proprietor of the Kava’s Respite. He has
a friendly though unsettlingly wide smile, and his horns
and goat-like legs mark him out as inhuman, a fact he
neither hides nor brings up.
Prices
◊◊ Room for the night – 8 cp per person
◊◊ Kava (bowl) – 2 cp
◊◊ Kava (gallon) – 1 sp
◊◊ Ale (mug) – 4 cp
◊◊ Ale (gallon) – 2 sp
◊◊ Stew – 3 cp
◊◊ Hunk of meat – 3 sp
The Port of Call
This friendly-looking inn is a two-story wooden building
with a thatched roof. A propped-open door invites sea
breezes and potential patrons into a large common area
with a wide hearth and plenty of comfortable tables and
chairs. The smells of fine cooking waft through a pair
of swinging doors that lead into the kitchen. A staircase
leads upstairs where there are rooms for rent.
An upstairs hallway connects three rooms: two of these
rooms have one bed each, while the third is much larger and
sleeps four. Each of the small rooms has a window, a bed,
and a small chest. The large room has several windows,
four beds, and four chests. Each door and chest can be
locked (DC 15 to pick). The bed linens are fresh and clean.
The Port of Call is run by two women, Guza and Kekkin,
who keep the place clean and do not tolerate fighting,
drunkenness, or other untoward behavior. Their cooking is
famed throughout the city, and the Port is widely regard-
ed as having excellent kava. The establishment tends to
attract merchants and ship captains more frequently than
rowdy sailors.
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Prices
◊◊ Single room for the night – 6 sp, or 10 sp for dou-
ble-occupancy
◊◊ Bed in the larger room for the night – 4 sp per per-
son, or 15 sp for the whole room.
◊◊ Kava (bowl) – 6 cp
◊◊ Fine wine (bottle) – 10 gp
◊◊ Meal – 5 sp
◊◊ Banquet – 5 gp per person (requires 24 hour notice)
The Albatross
This three-story boardinghouse seems to have been
transplanted here from another city. Its wooden exterior
is whitewashed, slatted shutters seal every window, and
its roof is tiled rather than thatched. Several chairs sit on
the front porch, which opens onto Main Street. Around the
side of the building is an attached stable, which is the only
such structure in Farzeen.
This boardinghouse is run by the elder Kristofru Theu-
ma and his grandson, Marju. Those wishing to stay in
The Albatross must agree to follow Mr. Theuma’s rules,
and tenants who violate them will be kicked out with no
refund. (And the Watch called, if necessary.)
The Rules of the Albatross
◊◊ No fighting
◊◊ No intoxicated guests
◊◊ Leave your shoes at the door
The front door opens onto a hallway leading to four rooms:
a parlor, a dining room, a kitchen, and a small washroom.
The parlor features a fireplace, stuffed leather chairs, a
rug made from the hide of a jungle beast, and shelves of
books and knickknacks that lend the room a comfortable
and lived-in atmosphere. The dining room is dominated by
a large table made of jungle hardwood. A stairway leads
up to the guest rooms on the second floor. The third-floor
residence, where the Theumas live, is off-limits to guests.
Each guest room is moderately-sized, with a single bed,
a window, a storage chest, and a writing desk with a single
chair. The rooms lock (DC 10) but the chests do not.
The beds and linens are clean and fresh.
Prices
◊◊ Room – 1 gp per night (includes meals). The
length of the stay is agreed upon beforehand and
the cost of the entire stay is paid up front.
The Laughing Hammer
This squat tavern is a single-room, windowless,
wooden building. Inside the dimly lit room, a rough
and battered bar runs along the rear while a number of
tables ringed with simple chairs take up the rest of the
space. Off-duty guards can be found carousing and
commiserating here at all hours.
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The proprietor is Hala Grenj, a gruff but good-natured
man with an eyepatch. He used to be a notorious petty
thief, but he spent so much time in jail that he became
good friends with the authorities, eventually went straight,
and opened up The Laughing Hammer specifically to
serve off-duty members of the Watch.
Prices
◊◊ Kava (bowl) – 4 cp
◊◊ Kava (gallon) – 2 sp
Obed’s Shipwright
This small, two-story building by the docks was once
whitewashed, but the sea air has flaked that coat away to
almost nothing. A sign above the door depicts a hammer,
a wooden peg, and a coil of rope along with the words
“Obed’s Shipwright.” Inside, ropes and glass buoys hang
from the rafters, and harpoons and nets decorate the walls.
Obed is a sunburnt old man with bleached white hair and
beard, whose muscular arms are crisscrossed with scars.
He can usually be found behind his desk, which is covered
with drafts of ship designs and assorted tools of his trade.
He lives in a modest room above the shop.
Beatrici’s Smithing Shop
Much of this building is an open-air workshop with a blaz-
ing furnace and an assortment of anvils, hammers, tongs,
and other tools of the smithy trade. Scythes, machetes,
axes, and even some simple weapons hang on racks in the
back of the workshop. Off to the side are two doors, one of
which leads into a storage room and the other to Beatrici’s
home.
Beatrici herself is a short, sun-tanned woman with
cropped black hair and a wry smile. She spends most of
her time forging tools for Farzeen and the nearby farms,
but she also makes the weapons and armor for the city
Watch. If asked how she came by her trade or how she
ended up on Farzeen, she simply laughs and mutters
something about a dwarf ex-husband.
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Goods and Services. Beatrici can supply or repair
nearly any metal tool, weapon, or armor at the standard
price, per the GM’s discretion.
Fuengalo’s Tannery
Situated on the edge of the bluff, Fuengalo’s Tannery is
a small, one-story wooden storefront with an attached
residence and a work yard out back. Vats of foul-smelling
chemicals and drying racks covered with leather and furs
clutter the yard. A hedge of fragrant lavender surrounds
the entire property, somewhat damping the unpleasant
odors inherent in the tannery trade. There are also several
grates set in the ground into which the worst of the waste
can be dumped.
Inside the shop, customers are greeted by Fuengalo, an
easily-distracted gnome with a thick, unplaceable accent.
Leather satchels, belts, aprons, and other common goods
are displayed on the back wall, as are a few pieces of leath-
er armor and some fine fur cloaks.
Goods and Services. Fuengalo can supply or repair
any object, garment, or armor made primarily of leather or
fur at a fair price (GM’s discretion). His fur cloaks, mostly
crafted from the hides of jungle cats, cost 15 gp. He is also
happy to pay a fair price for complete beast hides or furs in
good condition.
Buying Hides or Furs
◊◊ From a Tiny beast – 1 sp
◊◊ From a Small beast – 1 gp
◊◊ From a Medium beast – 2 gp
◊◊ From a Large beast – 4 gp
◊◊ From a Huge beast – 16 gp
Peren’s Pawn Shop
Right on the edge of the market square, this small, two-sto-
ry wooden building is in good repair but still has a grim
look about it. Customers entering immediately find a high
counter that stretches the length of the room, cutting most
of it off from public access. A random assortment of items
is on display behind the counter, from musical instruments
to jewelry to paintings, and even a few weapons. The
proprietor, Peren, is a tall, wiry, outwardly-friendly wood
elf with a no-nonsense attitude. He’s heard every sob-story
imaginable and will never compromise on a listed price.
Goods and Services. Peren can sell the PCs nearly any
mundane item with a value of 5 gp or more (GM’s discre-
tion). He will also buy any item worth at least 5 gp at half
its standard price. Once pawned, an item will be kept in
the back room for a length of time (usually between five
days and one month) before going on display. At any time,
the holder of the pawn ticket can buy the item back at its
standard price, but once it goes on display, anyone can buy
the item for its standard price.
Special Items
Roll twice on this table to determine what special or un-
usual item is available in the shop today.
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d12 Pawn Shop Item
1 The deed to a one-room hut in the slums – 200 gp
2 Potion of healing – 50 gp
3 A rose-gold torc of a serpent eating its own tail –
175 gp
4 One vial of ignition metamorphic venom (SPCM
p.120) – 250 gp
5 A silver necklace set with rubies – 750 gp
6 A bag of holding – 5,000 gp
7 An adamantine handaxe – 505 gp
8 An ebony walking stick with a silver snake head –
550 gp
9 A spell scroll of a random 1st level spell – 150 gp
10 A quiver of 12 +1 arrows – 600 gp
11 A silver ring set with a black pearl – 150 gp
12 A ring of swimming – 6,000 gp
Farzeen General Store
This busy shop stands on Main Street near the square.
Typical of many shops in Farzeen, it is a two-story wooden
building with a thatched roof, the store on the ground floor
with a residence on the second floor. The shopkeeper is
a talkative and courteous woman named Alza Tanewi,
whose family has run the general store for centuries. She
keeps a sack of candied nuts behind the counter to give to
children who come in, and she snacks on them when the
store is empty.
Goods and Services. The general store offers nearly
any tool, piece of adventuring gear, or other mundane item
for sale at the standard price (GM’s discretion). Alza also
sells nets, bows, crossbows, slings, and ammunition, but
no other weapons and no armor.
Market Square
This large open square near the docks at the south of
town is crowded with stalls and carts hawking fresh fish,
spices, nuts, incense, glass beads, cut flowers, imported
trinkets, and other assorted goods. In a city as clean and
orderly as Farzeen, the crowded market is the only hint of
chaos. Citizens of Farzeen swarm over the market to buy
fresh foodstuff and luxury items, boisterous sailors unload
any extra goods upon which they hope to make a profit,
aspiring craftsmen test their skills and brag about their
successes, and the island’s wholesalers compete to attract
merchant captains looking to fill their holds.
Goods and Services. If the PCs are interested in
buying or selling something not found in any of the town’s
other stores, they might find what they are looking for in
the market (GM’s discretion).
The Stockade
The headquarters of the Watch, the Stockade is one of
the most prominent buildings in Farzeen and also one
of the only ones made of stone. The building is roughly
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horseshoe-shaped, with a central courtyard through which
visitors must pass to enter. The windows are many and
barred. The Stockade seems to be a supremely defensible
structure.
A gently curving path cuts through the courtyard, leading
to the main entrance. On the right side, a basin of pristine
sand has been raked into complicated, swirling shapes
around artfully arranged rocks. On the left side of the
courtyard sits a more traditional garden with a well-main-
tained lawn and an assortment of pleasant shade trees
and bright tropical flowers.
Past the heavy double doors, visitors encounter a lobby
with a desk manned by a guard at all hours of the day.
Beyond, in the two sweeping wings of the building, await
the holding cells, meeting rooms, supply closets, offices,
and other spaces necessary to keep the Watch running
efficiently and effectively.
Shrines to Ghat
Farzeen and its surroundings are home to several minor
shrines to Ghat, the volcano god. The chief shrine is on
the slopes of Kaza itself: a winding mountain path leads
up from town to this simple square shelter of red and
black volcanic stones with a thatched roof. Inside the main
shrine sits a perfect replica of the volcano carved from
wiklamite, complete with a tiny version of the shrine on its
slopes. There are almost always two priests on duty at the
mountain shrine
Other shrines throughout town are less grandiose or
well-kept, usually consisting of a simple plinth of volcanic
rock with a stone brazier and a carving of the mountain.
The most prominent shrine in town stands in the central
square, not far from the pillar of the Goddess of Light. The
brown-robed priests of Ghat can sometimes be found tend-
ing to the fires or making offerings at the various shrines
throughout town.
Kaza
The mighty Kaza rises above the city of Farzeen, dwarfing
everything with its incredible bulk. The lush jungle that
covers its lower slopes quickly gives way to barren volca-
nic scree and rugged rock formations. Faint, twisting trails
(called ghats) wind all over the mountain. Supplicants
of Ghat take meditative walks along these pathways to
become closer to their god.
While Kaza hasn’t had a major eruption in centuries,
plumes of smoke regularly rise from its wide caldera, re-
minding the entire island that the volcano can bring both
life and death to all who live in its shadow. The peak of
the mountain rises to 10,000 feet above sea level, and its
ridges stretch starfish-like across the breadth of the island.
Lighthouse
On a tiny rock about a kilometer beyond the docks of Far-
zeen harbor stands a lonely lighthouse. The tower is 60
feet tall and carved from light-colored stone kept meticu-
lously whitewashed by the lighthouse keeper. A short dock
extends out from the rock toward town, and a small row-
The Church of Ghat
A god of earth, protection, and destruction; prefers
neutral alignments
Favored Weapon. Shortsword
Symbol. The Volcano Kaza
Temple. Stone shrines around town, main shrine on the
slopes of Kaza
Worshippers. Islanders of Farzeen
A new religion that has only emerged in the last century,
the Church of Ghat venerates the volcano itself. They
take their name from the local word for the trails that
crisscross the slopes of Kaza, along which the faithful
wander while contemplating the divine wonder of the
volcano. Ghat is a god of protection and destruction,
a fickle god who must be pleased with worship and
offerings for the good of the island. Although worship of
the Goddess of Light is far older and more widespread
in Farzeen, some devotees of Ghat believe that the
Goddess is just a misinterpretation of the true nature of
Ghat.
Aside from wandering the mountain slopes,
worshippers of Ghat make burnt offerings at public
shrines or in the privacy of their homes. These offerings
do not typically include sentient beings (though see the
Cult of Ghatanothoa sidebar). The priests of Ghat wear
brown robes adorned with symbols of the mountain.
They are eager to spread their faith and devout in their
belief that worshipping Ghat brings safety and prosperity
to Farzeen.
For the GM: Only the inner cabal of Ghat know the
truth: that Ghat is really Ghatanothoa, and the Cult of
Ghatanothoa seeks to bring about the return of that
horrible Great Old One.
boat can be seen pulled up to the dock at most times. Just
up from the dock is the tiny vestibule where the lighthouse
keeper makes his home: a thin tendril of smoke rises from
its chimney at all hours of the day and night. Nothing else
stands on the barren rock barely large enough to hold the
lighthouse, which is aptly called Lighthouse Rock.
While a lighthouse may seem redundant in a town
famous for its tall, glowing statue, this beacon actually
serves a very important purpose. Aside from the obvious
duty of warning ships away from Lighthouse Rock at night,
the tower’s beacon also provides a second point of light
that distant ships can use to triangulate their positioning
with the statue of the Goddess of Light. Also, since the
Goddess of Light remains undimmed by distance or fog,
the lighthouse beacon lets navigators gauge those factors
more accurately.
The lighthouse keeper is Gedġi Wiluana, a wrinkled, salt-
crusted old man who says very little, if he says anything at all.
Every night, he tends to the fire and the amplifying glass
lenses at the top of the lighthouse. Every morning, he rows
into town, spends an hour or so in the Kava’s Respite, then
rows back to the island with supplies and firewood.
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 Magistrate’s Manor
The magistrate’s manor is a grand two-story building of
stone and wood located across Mountain Street from the
Stockade. It is home to Magistrate Alwiġi, who governs
the city and island of Farzeen. The posts of the house are
made from dark hardwood and carved with the intricate
designs typical of Farzeen artwork. Its many windows
have red shutters, which can be opened or closed from
inside. A small courtyard out front features an ancient
stone carving of a chief surrounded by flowering shrubs
of all colors. The manor is guarded at all times by several
Toa, who can be quickly and easily reinforced from the
Stockade across the street.
The office of magistrate was created five centuries ago,
when the last of Farzeen’s chieftains perished in the Ghoul
War. The great families of Farzeen elected one of their
own to act as ruler in the aftermath of that great struggle.
The office of magistrate is a lifetime appointment and is
not inheritable, although in practice the new magistrate
is often one of the children of the previous magistrate. As
magistrate, Alwiġi is known as competent and fair but also
distant.

Lumber Mill
Just outside the walls of Farzeen, on the edge of the jungle,
stands the lumber mill: a collection of wooden structures
and storehouses. At its center, a windmill catches the
sea breeze as it drifts up the slope of Kaza. The windmill
drives a series of saws, where seasoned timber is cut into
lumber for building or export. Precious jungle hardwoods
like teak and M’bya are also stored and seasoned in locked
warehouses owned by individual wholesalers before they
are processed for export. Many inhabitants of Farzeen
work in the lumber mill, which is a constant source of
employment and wealth.

Farmland
The entire peninsula southeast of the city functions as
the granary of the island. The area is dotted with storage
buildings, farmhouses, and livestock pens. Fields of rice,
beans, and taro are intermixed with plantations of coco-
nut, banana, kava, and spices. Streams from the slopes of
Kaza carry water to irrigation ditches when the island’s
rainfall isn’t sufficient. The volcanic soil is rich and fertile,
and the tropical climate means that the fields produce
year-round.

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