So,
I’ve made a bunch random generators; why don’t I try to, y’know, generate something.
Starting with the two tables here, I rolled a 5 (“Pale Waters”) and a 4 (“The town’s quaint rustic religion requires periodic human sacrifices.”) I’m gonna ignore all the backstory about The Wheel – that’s a relic from a more ambitious time.
Right off the bat, I picture this place near a body of water – a lake, let’s say. The human sacrifices are carried out through ritual drowning; the victim is weighed down and dropped into the middle of the lake. Why do they do this? Maybe the lake is the primary source of the town’s food and the spirit or god that dwells within it demands something in return.

(photo by me)
Okay, who runs Pale Waters? I grab a handful of d8s and consult these tables.
First, I roll an 8 and a 3 – the town’s leader is referred to as “Speaker” and they wear distinctive face paint. (Sidebar: Should this mean that all the townsfolk wear facepaint, or just the Speaker? I’m undecided at this point.) My next roll, a 2, determines how the Speaker got the job: “They were thrust into the position after the previous officeholder died recently.” Considering Pale Waters’ religious traditions, I think I’d be interesting if the Speaker’s predecessor was “given” to the lake. And what’s the Speaker’s deal? I roll another 3: “A petty tyrant; their crew of flunkies bully and intimidate the community into compliance.” Finally, from consulting a big-ass table of names, the Speaker is called Ashmin Etherkin.
Speaker Etherkin needs a henchman to run the crew of flunkies, so I turn the sellsword generator. Rolls of 9, 9 , and 10 result in a dual-wielding, bomb-making berserker. From my big-ass list, he gets the name Kilton Grubb. Almost immediately, I consider that Etherkin has Grubb wire the town to explode, but that seems a little too extreme. Maybe Grubb just has super-sketchy shed on the edge of town where he does his tinkering.
Lastly, I roll up a pissant noble for PCs to talk to, getting an 8, a 14, and a 19. Say hello to Frangelique Ombrego, who won’t shut up about the historical tableau she makes using taxidermized animals. What’s she doing Pale Waters? I dunno, maybe she’s looking for new kinds of animals to stuff? Maybe her coach lost a wheel and she’s stuck while it gets fixed?
All in all, this town is not shaping up to be a great place to live, what with all human sacrifices and a government sanctioned goon squad, but there seem to be some nice opportunities for PC shenanigans.