Sundries from a Blue Dragon’s Lair
The blue dragon’s lair appears surprisingly sparse. Among a few battered arms and...
The blue dragon’s lair appears surprisingly sparse. Among a few battered arms and...
The darkness and the rain do little to stifle the line of adventurers growing before the...
Armor, Cartographer, City, Goblinoid, Mourning, Night, Place, Rain, Shop, Weapon
On this side of the market, the smell of metal and leather replaces the fruity fragrance...
Armor, Cartographer, City, Equipment, Orc, Place, Shop, Weapon
The steel canister clatters against the floor with a series of hollow plinks...
This grenade, lightweight and chill to the touch, has an army-green ring encircling its...
While this weapon’s blade is sharpened to an assassin’s standard, the grip also holds...
Lurid red eyes narrowed in hatred roam across you with predatory malice, expertly...
The soft, metallic rustle of chain mail announces the priest’s every movement as he...
Though age lines his face like the slopes of a weathered mountain, the master smith still...
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