
The lands
Jungle weather for your tabletop campaign
Hot, heavy air under a green roof, a downpour most afternoons, and seasons that barely change. Supplies spoil, insects bite and rivers rise without warning.
Through the year




Averages from a year of Skyscribe's weather in typical the jungle. You can set how high, how far from the sea and how far from the equator it lies, and the weather follows.
How it sounds at the table
A few days from that year, as Skyscribe describes them to read to your players. No two days read the same.
The flash and the crack are one sound, so close the air smells scorched, and the rain falls harder. The heat makes horses sullen and drivers short-tempered, and a soft northeast breeze brings the smell of wet earth and flowers.
Drinking water tastes of mud however it is boiled, and the gray sky does not even give the courtesy of rain. Under the low cloud the air feels damp and used, and a faint north breeze touches the face now and then.
Gray cloud covers the whole sky, though it keeps its rain to itself for now, and the geese keep glancing up at it suspiciously. Winter makes no difference at all to the heat here, with a light southeast breeze cooling the back of every neck.
What to watch for
The hazards that come with the jungle. When the weather makes one likely, Skyscribe shows the risk and lets you roll to see whether it strikes.
- Spoiled supplies
- Landslide
- Sinkhole
- Flash flood
- Falling trees
- Biting insects and fever
Villages and cities
Put the party in a village or a city and the scene and the writing move into the streets, styled to suit the jungle.


Frogs croak on and on beneath a sky the color of wet ash, as happy as anything ever is in this heat. Anybody sensible knows to work early and rest at noon today, and the rest learn by afternoon. A pig wallows happily in the middle of the lane, and nobody is willing to go in after it.
Rare sights
Keep an eye on the scenery. Now and then something unusual turns up in the picture, and a few sights are rare enough that most players will never see them.