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ADEPT ADVENTURER - ISSUE 70 - Corrupted Mbala
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Weird/Experimental won the map poll, I decided to make a map based off of a current campaign I'm in which is currently working with lore from Tomb of Annihilation. We've just gotten to Mbala and we're about to speak to "Granny" aka Nanny Pu'pu. A deadly fungus has overtaken Mbala and killed all of the residents aside from an old woman in a hut made from a large ribcage. Would you guys be interested in me making maps from existing campaigns and lore?
Main Map: Corrupted Mbala Map 3
Inspired by
"The only structure still intact is a lone hut about a thousand yards southwest of the gate, at the edge of a boulder field. The hut is made from thatch and animal hides stretched over the rib cage of an immense reptile. Animal skulls, wind chimes, and totems of feathers and shells rattle in the breeze, and smoke drifts from hut."
Bonus Map: Corrupted Mbala Map 1
Inspired by
"A 1,800-foot-high plateau with sheer cliffs rises above heaps of boulders as large as ships. A narrow path is cut into the cliff face and seems to climb all the way to the top...
...About a hundred feet below the lip of the plateau, the path (which is proceeding west across the cliff at that point) veers directly into a natural cleft in the stone face. Steps are cut into the 15-foot-wide crevice, and scenes of jungle predators, flying lizards, and erupting volcanoes are carved in shallow relief onto the walls in ways that make creative use of the natural shape of the rock."
Exclusive Map: Corrupted Mbala Map 2
Inspired by
"The stone steps emerge onto the top of the plateau beneath a once grand, but now decrepit wooden gateway. The gates that sealed this entrance are rotted away; only their rusted iron hinges and reinforcing bands remain. In their place are heaps of human skulls. Picked clean of all flesh and bleached white by the sun, they grin up at you from the roadway and down from atop towering mounds."
