Fragrant, Lush, Musty.
On the periphery of the Open Garden and The Weaver’s Hall, this wide open field smells of tilled soil, manure, and mushrooms. This place is wholesome and well-tended. Gaia is treated with kindness and respect here. Mushrooms, Secret Friend, and other plants are farmed on the Spore Grounds. On any given day, one can spot children playing, residents wandering and picking mushrooms, or Weavers listening intently.
| Die Roll | Who’s There | Doing | Complication |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1. | One very curious Grok | Watching closely | Becomes agitated |
| 2. | A trio of Spore Hounds | Exploring the Grounds | Finds possible threat |
| 3. | Numerous children | Singing songs | Gets into a tussle |
| 4. | A half-dozen Weavers of various ages | Foraging for food | Becomes dizzy |
| 5. | A small group of Refugee punks, led by an Elder | Learning to identify hazardous mushrooms. | Disturbs a grumpy Spore Child |
| 6. | (Roll for NPC) | Dancing | Falls hard |
Example: Elder Frost can be seen across the Spore Grounds, leading a small group of new punks from Delve. Frost is animated, gesticulating and laughing. The newcomers laugh, too. Suddenly, one of them points ahead and shouts. Following their gesture, one can spot a flailing, Creeping Thorny Vine advancing, with a shouting Weaver close behind!