Friday, October 11, 2019

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.


A House of Sorcery

He stole to the wilderness, in the shadows of the Holmgrad Mountains , a land that overlooked the Gray Coast . Here no man, nor dwarf, dwe...