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 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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Pinched by the icy grip of winter, you plod through city slums, masked by your own...
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...
In the darkness, the arm and hand holding the sword hilt resemble a massive fallen tree,...