Tuesday, February 28, 2017

The Darkenfold

The Green Wizard took up his abode deep in the Darkenfold forest. And they called his fortress The Castle on the Hill. Coming soon...

Monday, February 27, 2017

Falling Waters

The deep valley opens up before you. Tumbled slopes slide down to the green froth of the falls and raging river below. A land of giants.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Saturday Only!

This Saturday we are putting our champion of books, the one that started them all, the Players Handbook on sale for only $15.  And that's not all, you get the PDF of it for free!  Twenty-four hours only!  If you are already a fan, please spread the word if you would.  You can send folks here:  https://www.trolllord.com/tlgstore/#!/On-Sale/c/22173102

Trollzah and Thank You!

Thursday, February 23, 2017

On Top of the World

A vale of wonder and beauty. Once it housed the goddess Wenafar but now stands empty. Its magic promises wealth and power and life eternal.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

A Witch's Tower

The ruins offer a refuge from the cold, the night and the ghosts hounding you. But the tower is known, for a witch once dwelt there . . .

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Mountain Roads

The road leads high into the mountains, but it is narrow and the stone steps gripped by ice and snow. The going will be treacherous.

The Sea's Rise

Ealor of the Green Halls suffers not from sorrow in all his realm that is the sea, such that he batters the lands of men with his mirth.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

The Spartans

And the sun drenched the amber that was the Kingdom's strength and they knew that here, they could make their stand.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

With a Heavy Air

The vale is quiet but for the tumbled noise of the stream's pure water. But there's more, a malevolence. It's palpable. Watching. Waiting.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Quiet Blue

The path, forest, and mist, all seem to blend one with the other. A damp air pervades. Hanging. Clinging. The still quiet calls to you.

Monday, February 13, 2017

The Blanket

The fog seems unnatural, held at the treeline below by some ethereal hand. But his trail passes through the trees and into the silence.

Friday, February 10, 2017

The Fall of Eastfold

Eastfold was a ruin. The hobgoblins left little but the walls. But beneath them, if luck held, the treasure was intact...

Thursday, February 09, 2017

It is Yours! Reclaim it!

His rage lay waste with walls impenetrable, blanketed by the gentle hand of love's remains. Ash. Smoke. With blade in hand you must reclaim!

Tuesday, February 07, 2017

The Red God's Rage

The rage of Ornduhl the Red God consumed all the horizon, so that your  blades seemed small things and your sorcery bereft of power.

Monday, February 06, 2017

Hell's Tumult

In fiery tumult hell's lust unleashed. Burning with wild abandon. Laying waste. The tendrils of its hate touch the heavens.

Friday, February 03, 2017

Winter's Promise

It conjures memories of the Winters Dark and the long centuries. But as then, now, the cold must be forgotten and the journey carried on.

Thursday, February 02, 2017

Air so Cold

You can taste the still air, cold patches of mist in the trees, hanging in the cold, obscuring all, promising nothing but terror and death.

Wednesday, February 01, 2017

In the Pale Moon Light

The stone towers of the inner keep were dark, all but for one light that cast a pale glow beyond the outer wall. Clearly you were not alone.

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