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
“You purists make me laugh. How can simple organic life possibly be more complex than...
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...
“I already told ya, ya great flaming fool, ya can’t be burning down every village and...
Snow fills the crevices of the chain mail draped over the arm and icicles dangle from the...
Topped with snow, the massive skull looks more like a rocky outcropping than a hillock in...