Loot from a Behir
The behir’s final wracking shudders have forced its gullet to empty, expelling the...
The behir’s final wracking shudders have forced its gullet to empty, expelling the...
In its death throes, the behir has disgorged a few mementos of its previous prey. A pile...
Under a ridge of granulated rot and bone which might have once been the lich’s arm lie...
The lich’s skeletal form has degraded beyond even undeath, leaving nothing but a pile...
Sunset paints the world crimson, with a village huddling beneath the ominous shadow of a...
Arid, Artwork, Landmark, Mountains, Place, Post-apocalyptic, Spellpunk, Village
A grim scene meets your eyes, a past victim of the underworld’s defenses transfixed by...
Arctic winds wrench at the cloak of the explorer, as if seeking to pull them to their...
The grassland ripples in the wind, the rushing sound like small waves breaking softly...
A blaze alight in the mouth breathes infernal life into hollowed eyes. The static gape is...
You spot a triangular tower in the nearby distance, looking to be about three stories...