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 façade of humanity—embellished by glorious black-and-gold wings—does little to...
A shimmering curtain of purple light erupts in the ancient rune-marked doorway, cascading...
The void surrounds you like a smothering blanket, pressing in on your senses as your...
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...
Eons have passed since this god last stirred, now drifting through the planes in docile...