Thursday, May 30, 2019

Tabled Ruins

The land is dry, hard. Beyond the tree it is broken by gulches and small cliffs before it begins to climb into the ruins of a table of a mountain that rises from the rocks in disjointed slate-red cliffs. Atop the table lies the ruins of the old keep.

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

The House of Lamentation

They built their house upon a high ledge that looked over the valley. They fortified it and set a bell tower there as well. On holy days they rang the bell, a lonely sound, that rolled across the valley. They called to their dark god in song and poem, and these were the Lamentations of Ornduhl, the Red God. ~ The World of Aihrde

Monday, May 13, 2019

The Goblin's Hold

The jumbled steps are sunken and grass covered. The walls are little more than piles of rock, but the door to the goblin's hold remains in the wall of stone. It is freshly made, though closed. The area seems undisturbed...

Wednesday, May 08, 2019

Old Trolls

Trolls are evil creatures and their life's deeds weigh upon them. After long lives they grow tired and old and they cannot carry the weight of their evil. Eventually they stop wandering and stand beneath the burden. Unmoving, they become rooted to the ground. Dry. Gnarled. With little mind left they stand in the wind and weather for all the rest of their years. ~ The World of Aihrde

Memories from the Office of a Game Publisher – Office Space

Everywhere I look across social media I seem to be encountering two things. Economic news about the pending commercial real estate collapse,...