The powerful villain and his guards should also all look like the guards in Prince of Persia 1:
The hero is also saved from being slaughtered with his entire village at the last minute by a mysterious bardette who only joins the party early in Act II (if there's 3 acts. Act III if there's five), called Cheery Topping, who sings in rhyming couplets, forcing the guards to dance in circles. She's an old enemy of the Moderate Bad who attacks the hero's village, and her presence annoys him immensely.
Or is that too absurd?
More Utter Genius. Cheery Topping is definitely in, as is bowl world and sticky things. All of the evil sultan's guards will look like their uniforms were designed by Liberace. All of the evil baron's guards will look like their uniforms were designed by Marilyn Manson.
Many thanks for the kind words about my Narcoleptic Lich, he is seeking the power of the widget so he can combine it with sticky stuff and create a potent Gatorade / Red Bull type brew that will keep him awake long enough to CONQUER BOWL WORLD. He also wants Cheery Topping's mortal essence, Cheery is in fact a fallen Warrior Maiden of Laaaa. Hot cleric chick distrusts her, not least because she looks fantastic in leather armour. Farm boy will be taken under dark elven psycho-warrior's tutelage and learn the Ways of Sword, Spear and Bow. The corsairs of Odge will do battle with the wandering gypsy folk, Farm Boy will make a faltering but heart-warming speech on the eve of battle..
We still need a dragon and a demon to make this work, but generally this stiff is red hot. It's so bad that I'm wondering if it could make a half decent Forgotten Realms supplement.
Her class should be a l.8 Choral Bard who multiclassed Prestidigitator.
There should be a race of desperately short "humourous" characters; they live in the cities, and all of their ghastly vidya-gaem-humourousness is a facade to hide their true role as the mafia/black market/gangs across the world. Sort of a cross between the Shadow Thieves of Amn, the Godfather and Grobnar.
The central spire of the world is absurdly tall and thin, and supports Discus, the City of Falls, which is so named for the habit of its inhabitants of falling off the edge. It is inhabited almost entirely by people who would describe themselves as "philosophical", and who wonder around all day with a vague expression. Discus is also known as Cloud-Bloody-Cuckoo-Land, and is ruled over by Her Fury, the Permanently Disgruntled Lady, who has a head-dress made entirely of rolling-pins, and wears a large, floral apron.
She was married to Vagus, God of Improbably Delicate Mechanical Things, but she got fed up and threw him off the edge, too. As a punishment, Yam trapped her in Discus, and forced her to manage it as a punishment. How the city manages to balance on the top of the Great Central Mountain, no-one knows, because no-one who might find out stays longer than is absolutely necessary, and anyone who's there for more than five minutes learns to block out Her Fury's incessant raving about the amount of things she has to do and how useless men are and...
She punishes anyone who disturbs the peace or gets in her way in one of two ways: by either pushing them off the edge, or by making them clean the bird crap off the underside. No-one knows how the birds manage to crap on the underside, but they do seem to take a perverse pride in annoying the PDL. Most inhabitants of Discus therefore, inasmuch as they have any forethought, tend to put it into not mentioning the Lady, and avoiding having her shadow.
Also, we are turning this into a module... right?