Manacled and Marked Undead Dwarf
Chains jingle from manacles about the dwarf’s wrists as it swings its arms in clumsy...
Chains jingle from manacles about the dwarf’s wrists as it swings its arms in clumsy...
Threads of silver form a mesh through this black arming shirt. Some of the threads form...
A silvery alloy makes up these manacles. Lacking a chain, they instead bind the hands...
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 snarl a command and hurl a crackling bolt of negative energy—lightning without the...
A chilling ululation springs from your throat; your hands saw the air with necromantic...
You spit an invocation with arcane malice. Shadowy smoke boils around your target’s...
The air becomes as dry as old bones in an instant, the essence of life being drawn from...
The sizzle of your dying torch hisses in the looming darkness, the safety of light...
An exploration team has pitched tents in a rough circle around a central pavilion. Some...