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

 

Aufstrag

Fire burns continuously in the Torture Gardens and the Pit of Woe. Thus, Aufstrag earns its name...hell. tinyurl.com/y6deyzfm

Of Gods & Light

The land erupts in rage, tongues of flame rise, driving great columns of ash and soot before them. The wind coils the chaos into mighty columns that capture the light and cast it back to earth. All the world is lit in the darkness and you can see the road before you.

Darkening Skies

Slowly the blackening heavens blot out the sun, choking the light, casting undulating shadows across the ground over which you trod. Before you the gulch opens, dipping down into a broader valley. Now however, it is all cast in darkness...