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
Waves batter the longship as it plows onward through the water like a spear, cutting a...
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...
Summary coming...
You dip your fingers into the paint, the waxy substance cold as ice to the touch. You...
Action, Barbarian, Celtic, Cyberpunk, Drug, Item, Scene request
The small pot fits in the palm of the hand like a makeup compact. Its cheap,...
Snow fills the crevices of the chain mail draped over the arm and icicles dangle from the...