The Land has many stories, and many ages. The Red Venom Plains has a history that is ancient and forgotten, but part of it remains etched into the memory of its inhabitants. One such memory is the scourge of the gods, the Apathetic Plague. They say it was the first Read more…
Sir Wilmer stood before his men, outlining his plan to them. “How do you get rid of rodents? With a Trap! And that’s what we are going to do, were going to trap those vermin, and exterminate them!” While some of his soldiers smirked at the proposed bloodshed, many, including Read more…
by William Simonitis The dim lights of Umbaroth twinkled in the distance, The high walls were not visible this early in the morning, but the torch-bearing scouts who patrolled its walls could be ever-so-faintly seen making their rounds. Ko’Lakha watched the faintly flickering lights, her Murkuta companion sleeping off its Read more…
by William Simonitis The warm autumn air hung heavily carrying the scent of heavily-perfumed bodies mixed with days’-old perspiration. A single fly, a black speck, lazily drifted onto Herdûm’s forearm as he stood waiting. He had been waiting near this intersection for almost an hour, with no sign that his Read more…
“What is a… Wiki? And how did they escape?” Andovar was unhappy with news that his strange prisoners had just disappeared. “I don’t know, but that’s what they were talking about when I last checked on them – something about how none of this was in the Wiki, and how Read more…
Drek was having a good day. He was alive. His hunger had been minimal- he had found a rodent this morning, and had eaten it before others had noticed he even had it. The masters had not hit him today – at least not yet. He had labored all day, Read more…
The Land is not ready for this. The Land cannot handle this. The Chaos must be contained and managed, Or The Land will be no more. Edmund awoke from his dream covered in sweat, with four lines repeating over and over again. Four lines that made no sense to him, Read more…
By Pety Yennifer laid in her bed, crying tears of relief. While it was unlikely he would harm her when she told him of the baby, the girl could never have dreamed he would be happy or want to marry her. Lord Bhludo had been very clear that he did Read more…
by Pety “Pickles!” the man cried, desperately, startling a group of women. They laughed as they scurried away from him, across the busy market. They thought he was crazy or drunk. Everyone did. He could not remember how long he had been this way, but it was at least several Read more…
At the Tavern.By Comrade Ruck, Lady Beard, Breadsticks, Ma’am, and The Tumbler Comrade Tuck sat impatiently at a corner booth. Yet again, he found himself annoyed at the too-small furniture in this town. His massive frame precariously balanced on a wooden chair, creaking under the weight. He eyed the door. Read more…
By Auditor Fink He was bound by chains, hand and foot, suspended spread-eagle in the air. The manacles tore at his flesh, making each tremor a fresh, new pain. His joints ached as he struggled to remain aloft. A single candle hidden amidst the swinging chains seemed only to magnify Read more…
by Auditor Rusty Fragmented memories coalesce, firming your dream into the most vivid dream you have ever had. In this dream, you came to yourself wearing robes in a dark room with others dressed just like you were. Another man in much nicer robes stood before you. You remember noticing Read more…
By Pety Lord Bhludo faced the open window in the study of his large estate home with unseeing eyes. His mind darted from idea to idea, as he searched his memory for possible answers to his problem… How could he cast a spell that required the blood of his lineage? He had Read more…
By Comrade Ruck Hanging from a quaint little window on a small shop on a side street off social row in the market corner of Andrade is a small sign. This sign is different from most others near it in that it is clean and straight. A bastion of order Read more…
By Cecily Siegel What was the best way for mountain dwarves from Wyndermere to prove themselves to their clan? By adventuring and bringing home wealth, of course! Gogor and Regol, twin brothers, had decided to journey into the Western Plains and attempt to recover precious metals and gems from the Read more…
By Brendan Brady 0 AOC It has been many moons since I laid my eyes on my beloved and my little one. I think about them often, little Scott and my dear wife Mary. When I took this adventure carrying cargo for the Sirende Fair Trade Federation no one, not Read more…