Wednesday, January 13, 2021

A Beacon in the Dark

 He built the tower on the eastern of the mountains so that he might watch over the forested world he called home. With rune magic he wove the light of the moon into the very stone and crowned his efforts with a continual flame so that his tower became a beacon in the dark.  ~ The World of Aihrde


This is a piece by Nadegda Mihailova

Monday, January 11, 2021

Upon the Bones of Dwarven Dreams

Beyond the Mistbane River the Darkenfold climbs a series of hills until it breaks at last upon the many-storied feet of the Rhodope Mountains. The dwarves of old had many a mine there and strongholds to hold those mountains as their own. But that was long ago, before war and ruin left their habitations empty; before dark things crawled into the abandoned shafts and made their lairs upon the bones of dwarven dreams. ~ The World of Aihrde





Monday, January 04, 2021

As you top the marram grass covered berm you see the castle, standing resolute upon a hill overlooking the long beaches, crowned in clouds and blue sky. There lies welcome and warmth and a respite from the hard toils of the road. Or so you hope.... The World of Aihrde


 

Monday, November 30, 2020

The Shelves of Mist

To hide their traffic they set their pathways in shallow water. Only the greatest of hunters could follow them. ~ The World of Aihrde

 



Friday, November 13, 2020

Vicity Lies Before You

Alea iacta est! Look not behind, victory lies before you! Tomorrow is yours! Make it so! Forward now!



Monday, November 09, 2020

The Struggle is the Reward

The road to adventure began long ago. Now it shows. Upon the battered mail, and weary look it shows. But it matters not, for the struggle is the reward!

 


 

Tuesday, November 03, 2020

Upon a Cold Morning

Frost clings to the trees, giving them a bluish hue. The clouds hang low in the air, yielding to their own weight of promised snow. But the castle is before you. Quiet. Seemingly empty. A shelter if nothing else...


 

Monday, November 02, 2020

Where do Spoils go....

Where do the Roads to Adventure lead? Countless battles and hordes retrieved! How now do the spoils of your endeavors pay off? In stone and mansion, fortified hill, in castles for homes...#playcnc #aihrde #ttrpg


 This is Spis Castle in Eastern Slovakia

Friday, October 30, 2020

Ineffable Creatures

The katamak are ineffable creatures that were born of errant thoughts of Ea-Raena. They dwell in the deeps of the Gray Waste, listless and without purpose. They appear as young fey, innocent and filled with wonder. But they long for more. When they spy a soul, cursed to wander alone, they snare them in a loving embrace. Taking some aspect of that soul's life they recreate it...sitting and talking in two chairs before a fireplace, cultivating a rose in a garden beneath a window, but the creation is never complete, the fireplace has no room, the garden window no house. But the katamak do not understand that it is incomplete and repeat it time and time again. The lost soul is ensnared, unknowingly reliving some shadow of its life. In the end this is salvation of sorts, for otherwise Gehenna would unmake the soul so that it would be as if it never was. ~ from A Guide to the Planes

 



Wednesday, October 21, 2020

A Malaise of Fog

A malaise of fog dampens your senses. It casts the world in shades of blue and gray, muffling sound as it clings to your cloaks, armor and packs. You know the beast is before you . . .

These are the Roads of Adventure...