Excerpts Archive | 12/17/2010
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Famine in Far-Go Excerpts

The people of Far-Go have always been able to rely on a steady supply of food. The area’s rich, fertile soil is perfect for growing crops, and the abundance of staple foodstuffs has given the folk here a leg up in making decent lives in a postapocalyptic world. But as this year’s harvest nears, strange reports from the surrounding farms tell of a mountain that fell from the sky, crops vanishing overnight, and unexplained attacks by weird mold creatures. The people are panicking as terrors stalk their lands and food begins to grow scarce. If something isn’t done soon, the residents of Far-Go will face death from rampaging plant monster s or death from starvation. Either way, not so good.

Famine in Far-Go is a D&D Gamma World adventure for five 3rd-level characters. By the adventure’s end, the characters should be 6th level.


The mountain that fell from the sky was a damaged alien spacecraft that became caught in Gamma Terra’s orbit one year ago and couldn’t escape. Contaminated by russet mold spores, an insidious fungus that floats through the deep reaches of space, the ship eventually crashed near Far-Go. The survivors, little green aliens known as the visitors, spent the better part of the last year trying to repair their ship, without success. While they worked, the russet mold spread from the ship to contaminate the lands around.

The mold speeds the development of natural plants, causing them to grow to incredible size. As a result, the brown, powdery mold has become popular with local farmers as fertilizer for their crops. What the farmers don’t realize is that plants fertilized by the mold gain an uncanny sentience. Resenting the murder of their offspring by hungry humanoids, the mutated plants pull themselves out of the ground, intent on delivering leafy justice to the fleshy ones. These vegepygmies want to stamp out Far-Go’s people in revenge for what they call the Great Green Apocalypse.

Additionally, mutant chicken humanoids from the Automated Chicken Factory have begun stealing Far-Go’s crops for food. Worse, they’ve gathered russet mold to spread on the crops around the factory, hoping to spur plant growth, and this has created more vegepygmies. Finally, an infestation of klickies is pilfering technology from the crashed spaceship, delaying the repair s and inadvertently causing the russet mold spores to spread further. Dark days lie ahead for the citizens of Far-Go if these threats go unchecked.

Encounter 1: Shuffling Menace

When the characters enter the area, read:

Townspeople shuffle down the street, each filthy and seemingly drunk. As they draw near, you see that they have no eyes, only sockets filled with fuzzy brown mold. Three one- eyed bats hover above the crowd, screeching with anger at your presence.

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The further away in time Gamma Terra travels from the Big Mistake, the more varied and stranger the world becomes. Humanity’s last vestiges turn to dust and blow away to make room for the new beings emerging from the blasted landscape, and the vacuum left by vanished species allows new species to proliferate. The following pages present a variety of new monsters, mutants, and robots, each offering new opportunities for adventurers to test themselves.

Gallus Gallus

Huh, this mutapork tastes like gallus gallus . . .

Long ago, the Ancients sought to solve world hunger by creating chicken meat from stem cells. The scientists based their studies in a sprawling factory and let a computer run the experiments to improve efficiency. Such foresight paid off, because the factory continued its work for many years after the Big Mistake.

The best intentions have a way of turning out badly, though, and after a few monkey slap-slaps, something went wrong with the machinery. Rather than producing only meat, the computer created mutant, humanoid chickens that were intelligent and fiercely independent. Called batch 5/13, the new race was horrified to discover what the world did to their kind. Appalled by the death and exploitation that were the fate of ordinary chickens, the gallus galluses vowed vengeance against humankind.

Gallus galluses are man-sized, bipedal chickens with arms ending in three-fingered hands rather than wings. Although many have feathers, most gallus galluses wear camouflage patterned clothing.

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