Editing Death Frost Doom (section)

==The adventure==
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A long time ago, an evil cult has taken home on top of a mountain. They are long gone now, but the place is still haunted. The adventure begins with the party hearing about it, and deciding to investigate. 

The first part of the module is the actual trek to the house that serve as an entrance for the cult stronghold. The second part is the inside of the house, and the third part is the cave beneath the house (the actual place were the cult members were doing their thing).

===The trek===

The first thing the players meet is an old hermit who watches over the graves of the cult's victims (they were mostly children). Closest thing to a normal nice NPC the author has made in a long time.  He tries to convince them to move on, with many dire warnings, then with non-lethal-but-desperate force if they persist, running away in terror if they keep on pressing on rather than be at ground zero to what he suspects might be coming. Directly by the graveyard too is a magical well of "fuck you" that looks and seems no different to any other well and is perfectly functional. The water also seems perfectly normal and it's only if you drink it that you learn it applies a permanent debuff that causes nearly half your nights to no longer count as rest at all (and in the case of spellcasters, cannot regain their spells if they suffer the ill effects), that sure seems reasonable.

===The house===

The house has a magical drug sitting in one of the rooms. Should the players be dumb enough to pop it in their mouth they make a roll on a d100 table. In an uncharacteristic move for Raggi, some of the results are positive. But it's a double fake-out, because they will walk away from the stronghold with crippling drug addiction.

===The cave===

The underground are a realistically laid out catacomb (minus the screaming faces) that is loaded down with genuinely risk-free treasure. Yay.  Also, cursed treasure that gives you permanent disadvantage on your attack rolls, no save, and is described no differently from the risk-free treasure.  Yay. The stuff's also set in an area with an organ that has the "deadly yellow mold" inside of it, which of course you find out by playing it. Doing this results in everyone either nearby or in the entire room to test vs poison or die, because it wouldn't be Raggi without TPK's handed out like a normal DM hands out loot.

Finally, after all the bullshit (and there's a shitload of it that isn't even mentioned here, like needing to save vs spells or be unable to receive magical healing ever again), you meet a plant making that creepy noise you've been hearing since you entered.  The plant bars forward progress, and trying to get past in physical body will destroy it.  If the plant dies, within a few rounds, every corpse on the mountain arises as a zombie and tries to kill the party, and there are ''tens of thousands'' of the fuckers.  Also, turn undead doesn't work on them because fuck you.  It's about here that the "realism" of the dungeon's layout kind of breaks down, since the rest of it's built around the assumption players will trip the undead trap and doom everything.

The plant also occupies an area with a pit that has warm air rushing out, and then cooler air rushing in. If you drop something heavy enough or sharp enough into the pit, or cover up the pit, or climb down the pit (and it's a long fuckin' way down), the inexplicable giant sleeping under the mountain wakes up and tears it apart as he climbs up.  You instantly lose. Everyone dies, no saving throw of any kind allowed, and all the dead come back as a bonus on top of this because the plant dies even if you found some way to bypass it or asked it to move, though his awakening will at least destroy most of them.

There's more stuff in there, like a big spider, a couple traps that really fuck up anyone who reads anything they see out loud, and at the end an ancient vampire who wants the players to drag his sarcophagus back to civilization in exchange for helping them escape the zombie horde, assuming they get to him.  But all in all there just isn't a lot other then wandering in the dark unless the party's being mobbed by a functionally-limitless army of living dead.  Most players will either give up due to boredom or trigger the zombie apocalypse and drop an undead bomb on the campaign setting. Because if there is one thing GMs love, it's one shot modules making the entire rest of the campaign about them. 

Unless, as the module itself notes, you've got a druid around who can politely ask the plant to move out of the way, preventing the zombie apocalypse and allowing the players to raid the rest of the dungeon in peace.  Though, as the entire thing is designed as a bit of a "fuck you" trap, there's not much left once you've already scavenged heaps of gold off the corpses and then moved on. As mentioned in the topquote, Raggi asks the DM's who run this campaign to do this module before the players have the ability to ask the plant to move, making it impossible for the players to end the module without awakening the zombie horde and fucking up the entire campaign. If there's another thing both DM's and players love, it's buying a module and learning the only way to win is not to play it, and that playing it 'correctly' is boring as shit. Raggi also notes that in his three playtest sessions for the module, all three campaigns ended up being railroaded into failure, so he considered it a job well done.

For some reason there's also an alternative entrance to the dungeon that's supposed to be nearly impossible to discover (and that players would need to spend in-game weeks searching for unless they speak to the dead, which has its own dickery) that bypasses the vast majority of the dungeon (including the dead rising) and nearly all of the danger, to serve as an ''exit'' once the party trips the trap.

The module ends with an account of just how many goddamn zombies the party just reanimated (10 000 odd, give or take), and that the surroundings are probably fucked.

There is then a small bonus adventure.