A Stone's Entrance

The stairs climb down a steep path to an entrance with stone posts and lintel. The walls to the left and right of the path are a tumbled wreck of rock and slag, built to blend with the cliffs around. But the door is there, before you, clear to see. The dry smell of stone hangs in the air, but something else too... 

Paths of the Valley

The path yields a broad valley, where tumbled meadows of green wash the feet of towering cliffs. A stone house

No Wound nor Weariness

Driven by their oath to the All Father, the Andanuth, the dwarves take no heed of wound or weariness.

Hollowed Bones of Hope

Blackened with the toil of age the castle's walls blend with the towering cliffs she once held secure. Now her walls are grass covered mounds and her towers the hollowed bones of hope. But there lies the end of your road, and what wealth but time it offers, only you can say.

The Summoning Warmth

The fire holds you. Its dancing lights ensorcell you like nothing in many long days. They draw you in, pulling you into a soothing radiance of calming warmth. But you know there is danger, for the light carries far in the crisp, cool air, summoning curious beasts who stalk the wild and hunt its darkened corridors.

Weathered Road

Weathered by time, eroded by the tread of countless heels, ground away to broken, shards of stone. The road lies before you, unfamiliar, yet strangely conversant. Castles & Crusades. 

The Bridge

The bridge spans shallow water. The road winds through the country beyond, even to the mountain, your objective. It seems odd, here in the wilds, this bridge, but maybe its best not to get your feet wet this late in the year.

The Shelves of the Mist

Elves dwelt there. In their glory. But the cruel Winter brought war & death. Such tragic loss that the weight was as a stain. Now men call them the Shelves of the Mist, but still, they beckon, offering redemption and adventure. ~ The World of Aihrde

Beware the Goblin Road

Goblins possess a great love of water in all its courses. But they are a clever people and you should be wary in their country, for oft times what seems a stream in the wilderness is in fact a goblin road. ~ The World of Aihrde

Fortifying the Hill

They set the castle upon the hill and fortified it with high walls and towers. Many barbicans were set upon the singular path that led to the berg, and these were made such that one could defend the other. The castle was thought impregnable, and for that reason, they set the store of their treasures within it.  ~ The World of Aihrde

Hard Journey

The rain came from the west, blanketing the Rhodope Mountains, before it continued on to the lower valleys of the Mistbane River. It promised a harder journey through a country already hard enough. ~ The World of Aihrde